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— 4S ee “Lady Gresham dropped an egg on the floor last night at dinner and asked the waiter what | to do about } “And what did he s: “He said, ‘Cackle’! —Carorina Buccaneer Sanpy—I want something inerpensive to commemorate my uncle, Monument Maker — How about something in quartz? Sanoy—’T would better be in pints, 'E uncle, —Wittiams Purere Cow was a wee sma’ Papa Abercrombie—Y ou young whippersnappers of today expect too much. Do you know what I was getting when I married your nother? Abercrombie, Jr. (Harvard 31)—No, and I'll bet she didn’t cither! He—The roadster's running a little badly tonight She (cynically) —Yes!—A cylinder is going to miss in a few minutes, and we are just going to « to stop by the bend in the “r up yonder, and no, I haven't any objection to just one little —Oito Hoso ri And there's the Scotch boy who went to summer school so he kiss occasionally, but not from wouldn't have to spend a vaca- | you, and no, I'm not interested in Why Scotchmen are bow- tion, | the I-got-it-from-a-friend-who- —_ legged.—Prxx Puxen Bows —Oino State Sus Dian brought - it - back - this - summer Scotch you have on your hip, and yes, I'm sometimes a prud: no, I don't love y bit, and ye. attractive, say this to everybody How- ever, I will take one little drink | and let you park for just a few i minutes. you don’t —Virainia Reev Neighbor—Was your son home for the holidays? Father—Well, if he wasn’t somebody else borrowed the car during Christmas week. —Denison Fiaminco She—I didn’t know you could skate. Where do you skate? “sophicles was, certainly tight at the ball last night, wasn’t he?” He—On my head. “Yes, it was the best dance he ever drank,” GA} ARGOYLE —Corusaia Jester comicbooks.com