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Show Two of a Kind. The palefaeod passenger looked out of the car wiudow with exceeding interest. in-terest. Finally he turned to bis seat mate : "You likely think I never rode in the cars before," he said, ''but t lie fact , is, pardner, I just got out of prison this mornin and it does me good to look around. It is goin' to be mighty tough, though, fat-in my old-time friends. I 'spose, though, you ain't got much idea how a man feels in a case like that?" "IVrhnps I have a better idea of your feelings than you think," said the other gentleman with a sad smile. "I am just getting home from congress." Mixing His Lines. The primer class at school was reading read-ing the story of Dick Whittington. They had reached the part of the story where Dick, running awtiy, heard the bolls of the village sing to him: "Turn again, Whittington, lord mayor of London Lon-don !'' The teacher, calling on a little lad to read, was amazed to hear the child say glibly, without even looking at his book : 'Turn again, Whittington, Mayor Bell of London !" Luther Crawford of West Fairview, Fa., born without bunds, bus been chosen president of the council of bia home town. Method in His Prowling. An old colored uncle was found by tlie preacher prowling" in his barnyard late one night. "Uncle Calhoun," said the preacher sternly, "it can't be good for your rheumatism rheu-matism to be prowling round here in the rain and cold." "Doctor's orders, sail," the old man answered. "Doctor's orders?" said the preacher. preach-er. "Did he tell you to go prowling round all night?" "Xo, sail, not exactly, stih," said Uncle Cill ; "hut he done ordered me chicken broth." Biblical Georgraphy. A Chicago kiddie recently ".stumped" his mother with this query : "What's the Miz?" "The Miz, dear? I'm sure I don't know. Where did you hear about it?" "At Sunday school. The superintendent superin-tendent stiid Ood made heaven and earth an' all that in the Miz!" |