Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . ry as he would, he could not break himself ofthe habit, and finally gave up in despair. One day, while on thestreet, a weighty mat-ter kept troubling him,but he found it impos-sible to think puttinghis fingers into his vest-pocket, they came incontact with a ten-dollarliill. It was all themoney he had left fromthe last months out the bill, herolled and unrolled itwhile thinking out theproblem. At the con-clusion he carelesslytore the bill into bits,as he had always dis-posed of his roll of p
Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . ry as he would, he could not break himself ofthe habit, and finally gave up in despair. One day, while on thestreet, a weighty mat-ter kept troubling him,but he found it impos-sible to think puttinghis fingers into his vest-pocket, they came incontact with a ten-dollarliill. It was all themoney he had left fromthe last months out the bill, herolled and unrolled itwhile thinking out theproblem. At the con-clusion he carelesslytore the bill into bits,as he had always dis-posed of his roll of pa-per, and tossed them in-to the gutter. And thatbroke him. J. B. VANDAWORKER. WHERE EXTREMES MEET.^ f^xv Longlocks— Oh, sir, wont you kindly give me a paltry fifteen cents that I may malce myself aChristmas present of a much-needed hair-cut ? Mr. BalJhcaJ— No, sir I decidedly not. Ill have you understand Im saving all of my dough tomake myself a Christmas present of a much-needed wig. ^ATILL the conductor~ on the airship ex-press shout, Leaplively, please ?. 1- -a H Titewad Gives Way to an Impulse By Strickland W. Gillilan WITHOUT it was was snowing also within all was comfort and expensiveness. The wild wind whirled the sharp flakes against theshutters and howled dismally and profanely. Occasion-ally from the street came the sound of horses hoofs thud-thudding in front of a rumbling hansom or coach, thevery sound telling its own story of discomfort and hasteto escape the storm. Oh, it was cold, all right, andblustery, and if this part of it is clear in your mind andif you will promise to try to keep it in mind, Ill agreenot to describe it any further. I just wanted to make it plain, thats all. Inside the house sat an old man, slippered and gowned. Of course he was inside. He wouldnt have besndressed that way out of doors. He sat by a fire, whichwas also in the house, and toasted his shins in thefriendly flame. Not right in the flame, you understand
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