The Woman Question.—" Now, isn't this a pretty time of night for you to get home? " ••• Sivienne : Do you really love me, Alonzo ? Alonzo : Thunder and lightning ! Yes ! ! How many more times have I got to tell you? ••• Brotherly Advise.—Fred (just returned from a long journey) to his brother who has got married: 1 say, Jack, what in the world did you marry that frightfully ugly woman for ? Jack : I did not look at her exterior—it was for her inward beauty that 1 married her. Fred : For goodness sake, Jack, tui n her inside out. ••• Over Her Tomb.—A bereaved husband was standing by the open giave of his de parted wife just as the last solemn offices had concluded. ■ For a while he was silent, and then broke out in an impassioned tone— " Farewell, my Dorothea, I shall find many others to succeed you but no one who will quite fill your place!" Satisfactory for the departed Dorothea, could she but hear! ••• Dumley had accompanied a friend home to dinner, and, as they seated themselves at the table, the hostess remarked: I trust that you will make allowances, Mr. Dumley. My servant left me thi? morning very unex pectedly, and I was compelled to cook the dinner myself. " Oh, certainly my dear madam, cer tainly," responded Dumley, with much im presbment; " I can put up with anything!"

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