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Show B "Yes," said old Roxley, "my daugh- Bfi ter is to bo married next month to k Lord Brokolojgh." "Ah!" remarked H- the friend, "everything's gottled, eh?" H. 4 "Well, I guess not! You don't lcotch ' me paying in advance." Philadelphia H Press. H & & & Hf "Of course, Tommy," said the Sun- Hj day-school teacher, "you'd like to be H! ' an angel, wouldn't you?" "Well er H j, yes'm," replied Tommy, "but I'd like Hl ' to wait till I can bo a full-grown angel H with gray Whiskers." Philadelphia H Press. H' Yacht Owner So the commodore B let his skipper go, did he? His Cap- H tain Yep; he was too blame reck- H less. He'd think nothin of goin' out H' with only ten cases of champagne H aboard, an' the commodore says as H how twenty Is the limit of safety. tj Mistress Did you x-emember to H feed the cat every day during my HI absence? Servant Every day but one, ma'am. Mistress And didn't the poor thing have anything to eat all day? Servant Oh, yes, ma'am. She ! ate the canary. Chicago Dally News. B "An artist," said the man with point-ed point-ed whiskers, "must not think of mon-ey." mon-ey." "I suppose not," answered Mr. iH Cumrox. "Every time 1 buy -a picture, "tho artist wants enough to keep him from thinking about money for the rest of his life." Washington Star. First Summer Girl Who is that clean-shaven .handsome boy? Second Summer Girl Oh, he's an actor. First Summer Girl No; I mean the other one. Second Summer Girl Oh, he hasn't any money, either. Harper's Weekly. Little Miss Dorothy Singer of Pictured melodies at Lyric Theatre. |