'How foolish it is to boast that we
are a free people."
"Well, we're free, aren't we? Why
do you question it?"
"First, because I'm a married man,
and, secondly, because my boss sits
where he can see me every time I en
ter or leave the office."
Those Girls.
Mabel"Clara's last photograph was
lovely." Edith*Tes, I had to ask her
who it was."
Can you blame a glove for squeezing
a pretty girl's hand.
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The Wayfarers.
Two wayfarers met on the road to
Normalcy.
"How's everything?" asked the first
traveler.
"Rotten," said the second traveler.
"How's everything with you?"
"The same way. What's the name
of that tavern down the road?"
"It's called 'Reduced Wages,' and
offers food and beds to all who come."
"J. know a better inn back this way
a bit called 'Idleness.' The food and
beds are poor, but the oratory's
great"Birmingham Age-Herald.
Hostess Tact.
Women automatically try to flirt
with a married man who loves big
wife.
Honestly,
do you like a
fancy pipe?
You know the kind we mean.t It
comes in a beautiful velvet-lined
leather case and arrives on your birth
day or Christmas. And* when you
have company, and they talk pipes,
you so to the drawer, pull out your
fancy pipe, polish it with the palm of
your hand and perhaps fiUft up and
smoke with your best company
manners.
