Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . , calling to his constable. When I left the phone booth, resumed the de-fendant, I saw a car I wanted about fifty feet chased it for nearly a block, but couldnt catch perspiration was leaking into my shoes, and I left atrail like a street sprinkler. The poultice on my chestwould have smoked if it hadnt been so wet. Then I met Mr. Robinson, and he asked me if itwas hot enough for me. The magistrate sprang to his feet, mopping his wideand rosy face with his handkerchief, and glowered atMr. Robinson. Beat it! said he
Caricature; wit and humor of a nation in picture, song and story . , calling to his constable. When I left the phone booth, resumed the de-fendant, I saw a car I wanted about fifty feet chased it for nearly a block, but couldnt catch perspiration was leaking into my shoes, and I left atrail like a street sprinkler. The poultice on my chestwould have smoked if it hadnt been so wet. Then I met Mr. Robinson, and he asked me if itwas hot enough for me. The magistrate sprang to his feet, mopping his wideand rosy face with his handkerchief, and glowered atMr. Robinson. Beat it! said he to the defendant. Also Comic. First shining light (in the colored church)—Ahdont believe in callin dis heah society de Ladies Aux-iliary. Dats imitatin de white folks. Second shining light— Den wot will we call it?First shining light— Well, wots de mattah widcallin it de Colored Supplement? No Dangler. Worldly aunt—See here, Edith! That young manto whom youve engaged yourself—-is his future as-sured? Niece—Oh, yes, auntie! He was baptized as You are the most worthless man not worth your salt TWO ASPECTS OF THE MATTER. But when the railroad company, whosetrain had killed Mr. Worthless, wanted to settlefor $10,000, Mrs. W. held out for $25,000.
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