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Show Time Has Made a Difference. "The last time I saw Sylvia Pank-hurst Pank-hurst before the war," writes a London Lon-don clubman, "she was In the arms of a policeman, being carried off to the Vine Street station, followed by scores of militants shrieking that women would never be slaves. 1 saw her a few nights ago down near Poplar way, where she was presiding over a twopenny two-penny restaurant where splendid dinners din-ners of hot stew, potatoes and fruit pudding with bread, butter and tea were served to distressed East End-- End-- ers. In addition the suffragettes have organized pure milk depots for the babies, and an employment bureau for girls and women." A Real Sport. "Them city fellers is pretty slick, but they can't fool me," said Hiram Waybacker. "They couldn't, interest you in any of their skin games, eh?" "I should say not! Two o' them offered of-fered ter show me th' only German submarine in captivity. Haw! Haw!" "And what did you say to that?" "I told 'em ter git out th' shells an' the pea, an' I'd make one guess jest ter keep 'em from bein' lonesome." lone-some." Putting His Foot in It. Niece I do think you are clever, aunt, to be able to argue with the professor about sociology. Aunt I've only been concealing my Ignorance, dear. Professor Bilks (gallantly) Oh, no, Miss Knowles. Quite the contrary, I assure you. Where the Vacuum Was. Bill He's got a new idea for a vacuum vac-uum cleaner. Jill Where'd he get It? "Out of his head." The Reason. "What was the matter with that singer? His voice was not at all full." "Maybe not, but he waa." When you have no reason to smile, keep in practice, anyway. There's many a kick concealed in an insulated electric wire. The art of bluffing lies In knowing when not to. |
