. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 1, No. 10 (September 5, 1919)]. A painter of theimpressionist school isnow confined in alunatic asylum. Toall persons who visithis studio he says,Look here, this isthe latest masterpieceof my look and see nothing but an ex-panse of bare canvas. They ask: Whatdoes that represent? That? Why thatrepresents the passage of the Jews throughthe Red Sea. Beg pardon, but where is the sea? It has been driven back. And where are the Jews? They have crossed over. And the Egyptians? Will be here directly.— Tit-Bits. The young man on his honeymoon en-ter
. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 1, No. 10 (September 5, 1919)]. A painter of theimpressionist school isnow confined in alunatic asylum. Toall persons who visithis studio he says,Look here, this isthe latest masterpieceof my look and see nothing but an ex-panse of bare canvas. They ask: Whatdoes that represent? That? Why thatrepresents the passage of the Jews throughthe Red Sea. Beg pardon, but where is the sea? It has been driven back. And where are the Jews? They have crossed over. And the Egyptians? Will be here directly.— Tit-Bits. The young man on his honeymoon en-tered the crowded street car with hiswife. Do you suppose we can squeeze inhere? he asked, looking doubtfully at thecrowd. Dont you think perhaps we had bet-ter wait till we get home, dear? was herembarrassed reply. One winters day a bowlegged soldierwas warming himself before a fire in afarmhouse. The young lad in the homesurveyed him a few minutes and thenvolunteered: Say, mister, you betterstand back; youre warping. Sailor: What do you call this stuff?Landlord:
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