Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . y fateAnd cried, What if in bygone days its grandma was my mate? Distraught, the menu card I scanned; my woe was sad to , flesh, and fowl the cuisine held—all kith and kin to ! I sighed, twill not be long—were swiftly hastening there-Theyll soon add Fricassee of Man unto the bill-of-fare. Free from BadOnes. I^HE leading citizen* of a small countrytown escorted a friendon a tour of inspectionthrough the friend, who was aresident of a metropol-itan city, was duly im-pressed by the many ad-vantages of th
Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . y fateAnd cried, What if in bygone days its grandma was my mate? Distraught, the menu card I scanned; my woe was sad to , flesh, and fowl the cuisine held—all kith and kin to ! I sighed, twill not be long—were swiftly hastening there-Theyll soon add Fricassee of Man unto the bill-of-fare. Free from BadOnes. I^HE leading citizen* of a small countrytown escorted a friendon a tour of inspectionthrough the friend, who was aresident of a metropol-itan city, was duly im-pressed by the many ad-vantages of the littletown. Finally the twomen reached the ceme-tery. The visitor care-fully looked at the va-rious tributes and thenturned to his guide. Say, Dave,hebegan, wh-wh-where do youb-b-bury your s-s-sin-ners? Jessica— When thejudge asked you how oldyou were, what did yousay? Margery — I toldhim if he were a goodjudge he wouldnt ask. The Usual Place. stout party— Say,young fellow, do youknow where I could geta hair-cut? Urchin — Sure,guvnor—on yer GOING tquirrel— And yet tome people say that hops are not good (or the heakk.
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