HUMOUR

Hawke's Bay Herald-Tribune, Volume 81, Issue 73, 18 December 1937, Page 18

HUMOUR

r • | .&eaT7W#igkt boxen were bookW igbt Jattpdrtant contest; Each Waa, *ecretly? had backed himself to |4*e"tti# fight. I *A±ter„*, time,- one of ihe men ac* Md»ntly Mt his opponent a very light p&P #n, th# nose, whereupon ihe . reci!pi*Bt of the "blow lay down and let the j^afere* itart counting. ? Ti# other man could see Mmself win5fing ihe fight. However, just as the te* f eree got to "seven," he had an idea. Buebing over to his prostrate opponent, is kicked lim. • Tmmediately he was disqualified.

Fire. A It was ihe elderly woman5*- first 'sight at the hotel, and as aho was very nervous she made a tour of the eorridors "to find the ezits in ease of fire. One of the, doors she opened turned ont to bo that of the hathrooxn occupied hy an elderly man who had forgotten to lock th* door. 1 "Oh, forgive me," the woman stamanered, flustered, "Pia looking for the fire escape." And then she holted. To her.clismay, she had not got far when she heard a shont behind her, and, looking round, saw the man, wearIng only a towel, xunning after her, •houting: ' '.Where 's the fire! Where 's the firef "

4 He was a new resident in the village, and the local football captain was paying him a call. "I "say, wGuld you like to join out fiootball.club!" he asked. "Well, I'm afraid I don/'fc know enongh abont the game to play, my dear fellow," said the newcomer, "but I'm quite willing to referee."

"Are they fresh!" asked a woman buying fish from a costermonger. .The coster looked at his stock. "Fresh, mum! Why, just iook at 'em." And turning to his warea he shonted, "Lie still, can't yer! Lie still!"

The'head of the firm was frowning over a letter. Calling for his chief clerk he said: "That typist — you certaihly didn't engage her on aeeount of her grammar!" « "Grammar !" said the other. ''When you were einphasizing the importanee oi grammar — well — -X thought you said ' 'glamour'I " '