HUMOUR

Hawke's Bay Herald-Tribune, Issue 25, 13 February 1937, Page 16

HUMOUR

!» | Pa8hionable t Her mother had brought the little girl»to the barber's,. ahd while they waited Dulcie iistened-in to everybody, including the racing punters. "I want to have her halr bobbed," said her mother. , "Yes; what sort of a bob would you like?" asked the, barber. . * "Mummy," asked the little girl, "could I have a bob each wayf'*

Offl "You didn't tell. me that the eailor : you introduced me to last night wae a skipper," complained one girl to another. "But I didn't khow he possessed a master' certificate, ' ' protested " her friend. ■ , " Master 's ticket, my «y el ' ' growled the other. "He took me to a*estaurant and skipped when it was time to pay."

In Any Case Donovan was repairing a roof when he slipped and fell to the grouhd. Bushing to his aid, passers-.by. asked him if he were hurt. "Not 'at all," said Donovan. 1 'Sure, I had to come down for nails, anyhow."

In a Nutshell Beturning from school one afternoon, Bessie informed her mother that she had learned how to "puncshate." "That's fine, dear/' said the mother, "and how is it done?" "Well, when you write 'Hark,' you put a hatpin after it, and when you ask a question you put. a buttonhook after it.'*

Some Party The steamer was just leaving the pier when a man rushed up and shouied: ' 'Hold on a mihute, captain. There 5s a party of lifty coming aboard.'' The steamer berthed again, and the individual strode up the gangway. "Where's the rest of the party?" "I'm that party; ' I'm fifty ' to-day.