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Show JUST FOR FUN Just Struck One. It was an old custom among highwaymen high-waymen to stop prosperous looking men on the street ut night and inquire in-quire the, and then, when the obliging oblig-ing party had pulled out his watch and named the hour, to snatch the watch and run off with it. One night one of these footpads accudted an athlete ' What time Is it? ' Inquired the footpad. foot-pad. The nthlete dealt the crook a hard punch on the Jaw. "Just struck one." said the athlete, ath-lete, as the footpad went down beforo bin stinging blow. "Gee," aid the crook, as myriads of stars wore clouding his vision. "I ni glad 1 didn't meet you an hour ago. National Magazine. Quite Expert. "I remember your wife as Mich a dainty and pretty girl, Tumly, and yet they tell me the lias turned out a fine cook." "Turned uut u fine cook!" exclaimed ex-claimed Tumly. "She has turned out half a dozen of them wlthlu the last three months" Hard Luck. "IHd Jinks pay you the fiver?" "No. He offered to tots mc double or emits, and I won." ' "You were lucky!" "Can't see it. Te now owes .mc a tenner." Judge. A Commuter's Record. Town Icy I made n kitchen fable In ew than an hour this morning. Stubbs That's nothing. I made au cspress train in three minutes and a h a I C. Bob t on Tra n sc r I p t. |