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Show Breakfasting with Whistler. There was a foreign painter whr used to breakfast at Chelsea, and when Mr. Carr asked him If he had boon there lately ho replied: Oh. no: not now so much. Ho ask mo a lcetle while ago to breakfast, and I go. My cnl fare, two shilling, 'arf a crown. I arrive, very nlc?. Goldfish In bowl, very pretty. But breakfast one egg. one toast no more! Oh, no. My cab fare, two shillings, 'arf a crown. For me no more!" London Telegraph. Can't Understand It. Many a wife is .serloufii; wondering why her mothorln-law ever thought no woman was good enough for her boy. |