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Show Fallen Fruit. A great many people are like fallen fruit. They give promise of great things Jim (lie lirst rustle among the branches sends Iheni to the ground. Naiure designs that fruit should remain re-main on (he trees unlil it matures, hut then there, are many things that interfere in-terfere with nature and deslroy its plan. , Anil it's not in the autumn alone lh.nl fruit falls hefore the time. From rhe early small fruits of springtime spring-time unlil ihe last apple In the fall there is a succession of falling fruit. It till looks good enough, hut that is only another evidence that you can't tell much by the looks. We all enjoy what is good to the eyes, hut it's never safe to lean on nppearr.uces. Grit. Every Dog Has His Day. AYillie was much aggrieved hecnuse his mother would not permit the new-Airedale new-Airedale pup to enter the house when he pleased. Willie sulked all day. In the evening lie said to his mother': "I wish I lived in Constantinople." "What!" said his astonished mother. "Well. I do." said Willie. "I read In the paper the other clay thnt there were more dogs than people In Constantinople, Con-stantinople, nm that the dogs did Just as they pleased. I'd like to try living somewhere where dogs did as they pleased. I het It would be nice." Sport for the Crows. The bucolic one had been asked his opinion of scarecrows. "No good at all." he grunted "leastways, "least-ways, against the crows In this district! dis-trict! Only last year we put up what we thought was a fine scarecrow a man pointing a gun." "Well, what happened?" "Why, all the crows In the world seemed to he feeding In Hint field, and while one crow perched on Ihe gun and worked the trigger, another was falling fall-ing down pretending to he shot." The Absent Back. Cortlandl I'.leecker was supping In a roof garden restaurant the other night when his companion nudged him and said : "Look, there goes Merriweather. Poor duffer, every cent lie earns goes on his wife's back." "Then, by heaven, he must have lost his Job," said Mr. Bieecker. "judging by the dress I saw his wife wearing at a dinner dance last week." t , Girlie's Fine .Philojaphy. The dear girl who was struggling against the sharp northwest wind to maintain approximately the eleven Inches between gown and shoe sole, ordained by the dressmaker, told us confidentially that it was a short skin hut a merry one. Grand Rapids Press. Thete Days. Knlcker "Was his death from natural nat-ural causes?" Booker "Yes; an automobile auto-mobile ran over him." Backhand Compliment. Proud Parent What do you think of the baby? They say he looks like me. Truthful Friend That is a tough Inheritance for the poor child to fnce Ihe future. Infant Marvel. Carter My hnhy is certainly bright for a six-mnntlis-old infant. Parker How is that? Carter I took the wife and him to the movies the other night and he started to cry in the saddest part of the picture. Film Fun. |