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Dominion, Volume 6, Issue 1625, 17 December 1912, Page 7

The Prodigal had returned. "Father," he said, "are you going to kill the fatted calf?" "No,"- responded the Old Man, looking the youth over carefully. "No; I'll' let you live. But I'll put you to work and train some of the fat off you." Tramp: "I just dropped in to offer mv new euro-for indigestion nnd kindred ailments, mum. It may prove a great blessing to your family, mum. and I charge nothing for tho prescription." Housekeeper : "Well, "I must say thafs reasonable enough. What's the cure?" Tramp: "Live on plain food and (rive your rich and indigestible dishes to the' poor. I'm tho poor, mum.". The triplnno, mating a twelve-hour journey from London to Hong-Kong, had got into difficulties among the stars. Something apparently was wrong with tho engino, for the customary 6peed of tho airship had suddenly and considerably lessened. "Good heavens!" cried the skipper, "we shall, be half a second late! What makes her go so slow?" . "Why. sk," replied the engineer, "we're passin through tbo Milky Way, an' tho propelIbt'b full o' butter."