Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . ndry mosquitoesDiscovered her neat stung her before she could reauchamp. Kismet. HOW OFTEN in the stilly nightIve barked my shins on every cursed the irony of it,hat I, and not the gas, was lit. An Unfortunate Question. A YOUNG Celt, just over from the old sod, applied* at the office of a big New York establishment forwork. You say you have a brother working here in thisshop? Whats his name? inquired the superintenaeni. Murphy, sor. But there are several Murphys here. What kind ofa job has your brother? What
Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . ndry mosquitoesDiscovered her neat stung her before she could reauchamp. Kismet. HOW OFTEN in the stilly nightIve barked my shins on every cursed the irony of it,hat I, and not the gas, was lit. An Unfortunate Question. A YOUNG Celt, just over from the old sod, applied* at the office of a big New York establishment forwork. You say you have a brother working here in thisshop? Whats his name? inquired the superintenaeni. Murphy, sor. But there are several Murphys here. What kind ofa job has your brother? What does he do? Oi dont know what he does, but he calls it a—acinch job, sor. ObUging, Yet Grateful. ii ¥T IS very kind of you, said the lady to her stout* husband as he knelt before her to put on her over-shoes. Dont mention it, my dear, he replied. Never-theless, I am glad you are not a centipede. No Danger. Excited woman— Are you going to run away withme? Reckless driver (slightly in-toxicated)— Sorry, mum;but^but I cant oblige mar-married 1*HE SUPERIOR person wholooks upon making love asthe occupation of fools is guiltyof contempt of court and shouldbe treated accordingly. OPEN TO CONVICTION. t< I^HEY say Baker is col lecting old knockers. I know it. Ive met his wife.
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