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Show His Reason. Friend (to painter) I sen you'vo Hill got your old c)k here. Ithounht you didn't liko her? Fainter She Isn't my cook any lonper, but I had to paint her portrait because I couldn't pay her wane. FlivKctido Illatter. Poor Poll "Horrors, John! We have come off and left the cat and the iwirrot with nothlnR to eat." "Well, I wouldn't worry. Theso thinKs generally adjust themselves. Maybe the cat will out tho parrot." Fuck. Hit Own Medicine. The druKKlat had died and his spirit spir-it nppi'nred before the golden gate. 'What do you want here?" asked Bt. Feter. "I'd like to come In," answered the spirit. ' I'm sorry that we can't let you Into heaven, but we have something Just as good that I can cheerfully recommend." Judge. i The Common Kind. "Whnt has liecomo of that mnn who used to say he was a servant of the people?" The people had to let him go." replied re-plied Farmer C'orntpssoL "lie got to be one of these hired men who stand around talkin' when they ought to b nt work." Washington Star. Would Sure Get it Dack. Lady I've an umbrella that neds mending, but how am I to know that you will bring It back? I mbrella Mender Have no fear, mum: I alius charges more for mend in' than I could sell the umbrella for. lU'd Hen. Ready to Sign- "How'd you like to sign with me for life' game?" Inquired the young man. "I'm agreeable." replied the girl. "Where s ymir diamond?" Ioiilavlile Courier Journal. His Opinion. She Anytmw, ' you must admit he la a well read man. Iid you net ice his knowledge of Aristotle? He i did, and If you want my can did opinion. I d n't believe he a evet teen there Sketch. |