The acme magazine . e ex-hibition which should vary the monot-ony of a dull day. Finally one of themwent over to the quarters of the crewto learn the reason. Arent you going to practice today?asked he. Not today, sir. Why not? Then the brave life saver, hero ofmany rough seas in the past, made anexplanatory gesture toward the skyand said: What, in this rain? — Harpers Rough on Reggy. Reggy Sapp—Aw, I have tried every-thing else, and now I think I will trythe mind cure. I wonder what I shoulddo first? Miss Tabasco—Get a mind.—ChicagoNews. Some Difference. Did I understand you to say that myappe
The acme magazine . e ex-hibition which should vary the monot-ony of a dull day. Finally one of themwent over to the quarters of the crewto learn the reason. Arent you going to practice today?asked he. Not today, sir. Why not? Then the brave life saver, hero ofmany rough seas in the past, made anexplanatory gesture toward the skyand said: What, in this rain? — Harpers Rough on Reggy. Reggy Sapp—Aw, I have tried every-thing else, and now I think I will trythe mind cure. I wonder what I shoulddo first? Miss Tabasco—Get a mind.—ChicagoNews. Some Difference. Did I understand you to say that myappearance has improved? No; I said you looked more likeyourself.—New York Life. Going and Coming. The financial news says money iseasier now. I guess that must mean it goeseasier. I certainly havent noticed thatit comes that way. — Boston Tran-script. The Problem. Miss Smith has written a problemnovel, hasnt she? Yes. What is the problem ? How to make it sell.—New YorkLife. HUMOR OF THE HOUR. 75 Editors Son (rejecting the profferedpudding)—Owing to unusual pressureon our space we regret being unable toentertain your proposal, while thank-ing you for letting us see it—LondonOpinion. Saxe and poet John G. Saxe and OliverWendell Holmes were talking aboutbrain fever, when Mr. Saxe once had a severe attack of brainfever myself. How could you havebrain fever? asked Dr. Holmes, smillng: it is only strong brains that havebrain fever. How did you find thatout? asked Saxe. A Wall Street buy a hundred shares of stock Tour fortune fine to crown,And with the most unerring aimItgoes right down. Tou think to sell a hundred short And drink of fortunes cup,And with a most unseemly Tou plan to catch It either way, A very knowing cuss,And with amazing promptitude It saws whip- tlius. No matter what you try to do,Toure certain to be caught; Tour margin once so big and fatWill shrink to 0. So He Doesnt. If I meant what I
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