QUIPS AND CRANKS - 1913 . e—busy as the dickens; writing a biography at present. A biographv? Of whom? Oh !—Clifton Murphy. How are you coming? Fairly well. There was a short pause. Then turning in his chair, and lookinghis visitor squarely in the eye. Clifton Murphy continued, but theres one point on whichI am undecided—a matter of great import, and perhaps you can help me out. This is it—hiishe been English enough this season. Madame Murphy raised his monocle, and gazed long and steadily at the speaker, andthen burst into ringing laughter. Foolish question, my dear fellow: foolish question.
QUIPS AND CRANKS - 1913 . e—busy as the dickens; writing a biography at present. A biographv? Of whom? Oh !—Clifton Murphy. How are you coming? Fairly well. There was a short pause. Then turning in his chair, and lookinghis visitor squarely in the eye. Clifton Murphy continued, but theres one point on whichI am undecided—a matter of great import, and perhaps you can help me out. This is it—hiishe been English enough this season. Madame Murphy raised his monocle, and gazed long and steadily at the speaker, andthen burst into ringing laughter. Foolish question, my dear fellow: foolish question. he commented: most emphatic-ally he has. To prove it. take a few items of his dress. Were not his clothes of thelatest cut? They were. Did he not wear a cane? He did. Were not his shoes, collars and ties the very essence of style? They were. And his derby—did it not fairly shriek I am English? It did. Well, is not that proof positive? It is. Whereupon Clifton Murphy fell to writing again. BinDC^IM-S ^CRANKS ^r 1. aALLIE McDOXALD and Callie McDonald were discussing the subject tliat laynext to their lieart—their liair. Long had tliey hiliored over the matter, but to noavail. Still it loomed up darkly—Tlie Unsolved Problem. How could so stu-pendous a task be performed? The proposition lay before them. Given one headslick as a marble, to raise ihercon by Junior Speaking one growth of hair. Callielooked at Callie in mute sorrow. weeks off,question. md Calico and Old Pal, he said at last; Junior Speaking is only twobald heads do not mix well. To grow or not to grow—thats the It is, agreed Callie, solemnly; but how ? Ay, theres the rub! And the two Callies groaned in unison. Suddenly an inspiration shone round about them, and with one accord the Calliesarose, and arm in arm walked to the mirror and peered scarcliingly into its glassy a shout of joy rent the air, for they both saw it at once—one lone, long, and lankyhair rising from the expanse of pate
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