Kaleidoscope . ing Capital in Political Science, ft ? looks out of the window and sees a gay young sport going down the J * walk)—Mr. Christian, do you think these high-crowned hats and canes, *^ which are all the rage now, are to be considered capital goods? ft ^ Christian—I dont now about the hats. Doctor, but it seems to * * , * * me the canes would furnish the owner some means of support. * * ft z. Crockett—We are going to trade our victrola for a sewing machine. ^ * Tait—Get a Singer and youll never miss it. * ^ Aggie (In Latin)—Mr. Owen, what is the meaning of the ^ * word tango? * * o T
Kaleidoscope . ing Capital in Political Science, ft ? looks out of the window and sees a gay young sport going down the J * walk)—Mr. Christian, do you think these high-crowned hats and canes, *^ which are all the rage now, are to be considered capital goods? ft ^ Christian—I dont now about the hats. Doctor, but it seems to * * , * * me the canes would furnish the owner some means of support. * * ft z. Crockett—We are going to trade our victrola for a sewing machine. ^ * Tait—Get a Singer and youll never miss it. * ^ Aggie (In Latin)—Mr. Owen, what is the meaning of the ^ * word tango? * * o T J * * Uwen— 1 o dance. ft * ... * * Rich—This is certainly fine coffee. * % Ben (Across table)—A little bird tell you? * * Rich—Yes, a swallow. * * ftdt ft% Curry (In Chemistry)—If anything should go wrong in this ft ^ experiment we and all the laboratory with us might be blown sky high. * * Come closer, gentlemen, so that you mav be better able to follow me. * * ft * ft * ft 181 ^tatiBttrB. WAS a miserable night and the roads were excessively muddy. As luckwould have it, I had been left in Farmville by my careless was late and there was nothmg to do but foot it. 1 had just left themacadam and passed the haunted house on the top of the hill when Ireceived a blow from somewhere that sent me into eternity for I know nothow long. While in this unconscious state I started on a journey. Itraveled for years, it seemed, and at last halted on the banks of a dismalriver. What superhuman influence guided me I know not; but here Iwas at the river which from all appearances was the Styx. Yes, therewas old Charon in his ancient bark drumming up trade. I immediatelystepped forward into the boat and we were off. There was only oneperson with me and his shade was so shrivelled I could hardly recognizeit, but as sure as fate it was old Anderson Cary. It was Andersonsbirthday as usual and I had to give him my last jit. As Charon had installed a Fordengine in hi
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