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Show JUST FOR FUN Among a crowd of people who wore waiting for the Heomlngly endless flow of carriages, vans and motors to ceaao so that they could cross to the opposlto side of tlie street, was a woman garbed In n dress that re-aombled re-aombled nothing more than a checker board Tho sanares, red and black,' vied In size with any worn by minstrels min-strels In the palmiest days of black-faced black-faced vocallBta. Naturally she wa-s tho center of attraction. She thought she saw a chance to gain the other side and started on her Journey juat as a jolly-looklug chauffeur Btarted his automobile. The woman hastily retreated to the curbstone, but, with an appieeiatlve glance at hor drass, the driver of the motor car brought It to a standstill stand-still and bawled out admiringly, much to tho amusement of the Interested bystanders: "Go on, It's your move" Tit-Bits A Nioo Distinction. In the heat of revivals regrettable things are sometimes said. Deacon Washington, colored, was holding a meeting in the Nolachucky Chapel, and, being wrought up to a high pitch of excitement ho cried out. "I see hpfo' me ten chicken thieves, includ-in' includ-in' Calhoun Clay'" Instantly Calhoun Clay rose and left the church He was very angry. He brought several powerful Influences to bear, and tho deacon promised to apologize. So at the next meeting the old man said "I desire to retract mah last night's remahk when I said that I seo befo me ten chicken thieves, includln' Calhoun Cal-houn Clay. What I should have said my dear brethren an sisters, was I seo befo' me nine chicken thieves,' not Including Calhoun Clay." Detroit Free Press. Worse and Worse. "Tipping gets worse and worse on the other side." said Senator Depew In a recent Interview. "A New Mexican told mc that after ho had got Ills lunch at a fashionable fashion-able hotel he tipped the waiter, the waiter's two holpers. tho man who gave him his hat and gloves and the man who whistled for the taxi The vehicle rolled out into the Strand, and our friend leaned back with a sigh of relief, when he was aware of a fcoy In buttons running alongside the window ' 'Well, what do you want?' aald the New Mexican, savagely. " 'A few coppers, sir according to tho usual custom, sir,' the boy panted. " 'Why what did you do?' snarled the New Mexican. " 'If you please, sir, said the boy. 'I saw you get into the cab.' Washington Wash-ington Star Very Suspicious. Arthur Roberts told an amusing story ancnt a certain well-known millionaire, mil-lionaire, famed for his cautious habits, hab-its, who was once called upon by two gentlemen who tried to Interest him in a curtain theatrical scheme of theirs. "They talked," said tho comedian, "to the great financier for about an hour, then they took their leave, having hav-ing been told that his decision would be forthcoming to thorn in a few days. " 'I believe we'vo got him,' said the first, hopefully, s they left tho office. of-fice. X '"I don't know,' rejoined the other; 'ho seemed very suspicious ' "'Suspicious!' said the first. What makes you think ho was suspIcous',, Didn't you notice,' was the reply, 'how hy counted hlB fingers after wo had shaken hands with him?' " Tlt-Dlis. Tlt-Dlis. Not for Christening. A clorgyman had been displeased with tho quality of milk served him At length ho determined to remonstrate remon-strate with his milkman for supplying supply-ing such unworthy stuff mildly, "I've been wanting to see you with regard to tho quality of milk with which you are serving mo." "Yes, sir." uneuslly answered tho tradesman. "I only wanted to say," contiuued the nilnlstor, ''that I use the milk tor drinking purposes exclusively, and not for christening." Dundee Advertiser. Adver-tiser. A Pointer for Him. ' They were Beated In tho parlor; Midnight was drawing nigh , "Where points tho hand of Time?" Asked the youth with a sigh. The maid suppressed another yawn, She had s(rangled many more. "The hand of Time." she answered, "Is pointing to the door." -Chicago Blade. Looking for the Beot of It. "Chugglns Is fearfully selfish since ho got that new motor car," said the critical friend. "In what way?' "Every time he honks to warn a pedestrian he thinks he ought to have ft life-saving medal." Washington Star. You Can't Beat Them. "My wife and., myself have boon married twolvo years now without a quarrel." "What do her friends say to that?" "Juat what they alwavB said say it can't last," Louisville Courier-Journal. |