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Show WOULDN'T WORK THAT TIME For Once It Was a Cinch That Sign, Ordinarily Infallible, Was Doomed to Failure. The talk topic turned to signs, tokens to-kens and things like that the other afternoon, when Congressman Henry T. Heigesen of North Dakota contributed contrib-uted the following anecdote: One day Jones was rambling along the boulevard, when he was hailed by his friend Smith. While talking about war, crops and mosquitoes, Jones noticed no-ticed that Smith continually rubbed the palm of his hand. "What in the world is the matter with your hand?" he finally demanded. "You have been rubbing and scratching scratch-ing it ever since we stopped here." "The palm itches like blazes," answered an-swered Jones. "They say that it is a sure sign that you are about to get some money." "Um!" thoughtfully returned Smith, as a great light suddenly dawned upon him. "Here is where you get wise to the fact that there is nothing in signs. I. haven't a dollar to spare." |
