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Show f A Futile Threat. f Teacher Tommy Dodd, if you don't stop throwing- spitballs I'll keep you in till dark. .... .. ., Tommy That's all right. Pop wants me to help carry in coal after sehooL Good News. . - Love Ttadly IJaodieappea. Maude George, I don't think I ought to marry you, for I don't believe you love me one bit. George (ardently) Why, my darling, I am passionately, desperately, madly in love w ith you. I worship the very-Maude very-Maude You talk well enough, George, but those letters you wrote me when you were awayjsnere so cold and distant they froze my 'heart. One would think you w ere writing to your washerwoman washer-woman aboxit her bill. George (slowly) Maude, I was engaged en-gaged to a girl once before, and -when she sued me for breach of promise prom-ise all my letters to her were read . in open court N. V. Weekly, - 1 ' |