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Show ' b tnu who are on the Riviera, la 1 Egypt, or In Rome. "I mt a man at the hotel the other oth-er day who had Just returned from Rome; - j " Well, I said to him, 'how did you like the n!d town?' "'A vry artistic city, that's what Home Is, b replied. "Tell nie, said 1, 'what work of art struck you most In Rome?" " 'Well, sir,' said he. 'If you ask me, 1 must say that what struck me most was that gol durned metal group of iRomeo and Juliet deriving their nutriment from a he-wolf."-Phlla-delpbla Bulletin. 4 Lasting Love. They strolled down th5 old lane. "And do you really love me. Ooorgc?" she asked for the tenth time. "Lovo you." ho echoed, herolcallty, "I love you and always shall love you, my pet" "You really mean that?" "Yes, I shall love you until the sky alls." "Oh, George." "Yea. until the sun falls." "Gracious, George!" "Even until th price of beefsteak falls." Bidding him to say no more, she placed hr slender hand within his own and they strolled away to the nearest parsonage. Chicago News. The Moving Hand. Tho other night when Harker was snugly wrapped In a double set of blankets and thanking hla stars he was Bafe in bed there came a mysterious myster-ious tapping below his window. Harker slipped out of the covers and cautiously raised the sash: "W-wbafs wanted?" he demanded, shaking with the cold. "I Just want to tell you," came a muffled voice, "that there is a hand movlnff around Just Inside your cellar window." With visions of burglars Harker picked up his revolver and slipped through tho Icy halls In his pajamas. Cautiously ho searched the cellar with a lighted candle, but It was empty. Outside on the sidewalk stood the stranger. "I don't see any burglars down here!" called Harker nervously. "Who said anything about burglars?" burg-lars?" laughed the stranger. "Why. didn't you call me out of bed to toll me there was a hand moYin? around near the collar window?" "Sure! It is on the dial of tho gas meter. It works whllo you sleep." And then the Joker beat It before Harker could Are Chicago News. Influence of Environment. The parrot which belonged to tho rich malefactor sat in its gilded cage, contemplating a price mark which had not yet been removed. Presently the magnate approached and the bird looked at him He had been on the witness stand that day In an Important Import-ant case, and was feeling rather elated elat-ed over his successful testimony. "Hello, Polly!" he greeted the bird, sticking his finger through the bars "Hollo!" responded the parrot, ignoring ig-noring the finger "Does Tolly want a cracker?" The bird cocked its head to one 6lde Inquiringly. The magnate laughed laugh-ed at its manner. .Possibly tho bird had not quite understood the question. "Does Polly want a cracker?'' he repeated. The bird still looked at him with slanted vision, but made no reply. "Oho!" he laughed. "You're not hungry. hun-gry. Have you had your dinner?" "I don't remember," croaked the bird, and the magnate ordered the butler to remove it from the premises prem-ises forthwith. Llppincott's JUST FOR FUN Romulus and Remut. Simeon Ford. t tho roeonr krif tnen'n banquet, iuld more than his usual quantity of timely stories. Apropos of forelfrn travel Mr. Ford eald : "The harxh raw winds of March will nrn lo on and bnppv will thov |