CURRENT WIT.

Hutt News, Volume 3, Issue 5, 26 June 1930, Page 3

CURRENT WIT.

Young Wife: And liaw much, is this drawing-rooiii suite? Srltop Assistant: It all deponds, madam, , whotuer you wish, to pay for it on the hire system or not. Young Wife: Oh, no. I wish to pay for it on the lower system. An office > hoy had told an -vnitru/fclK • Wiiat -wa? worse, he -had been found out The head of his department was talking the matter over with the boss, •when the door of tihe great man'a room was opened, and the office boy was called inside. "Do yo;u know, my lad," asked ihir employer gravely, "iwhat becomes odt youn>g fellows .who trifle with th* •tru<h?" T&e office boy nodded. sir/ was his reply, "you sent tihem oot as travellers." : . '"■'■ ■ ;■ ■■■.-■■- '•. "■../•• TiWo oM countrymen were arguing Who lived in the healthiest village. T9b» one said: "Our village is that iheailftky th.c doctor's gone ibanltrupt." Then the other replied: "Ou*s is tteut heartihy we Siad to shoot an old xn«m tm start.a eeme.tery.'* , A SEBIOTJS PBOBXJBM. Littte Mary was in a very thonghifefnl mood when her motfeer announced that tea was nearly ready. "What are, you thinking aibout, child?" she asked, noticinig\the serious expression. : : "Mummy," said Mary'/'wihen I get married, will it be to a man like daddy?" "Of course, darling." 5 "But if i dipn'.t get married, shall I be like auntie, then?"' "Yes, dear, you will." • The little girl "sighed wearily. "My stars! ">she murmuTed,"!w»!i!a.t a fix." ' ' . • „■- (. *" THE COWABD. . IHro iTishmien were talking, witen one said to the other, "See this fellow eomingdown here, Part? He's a dhampion fighter. "What? Him a champion!? '. said Plat. "He's no champion. I was in having a drink and he came in and knocked my glass over, so I made a swipe and he started to run, and I chased him for fwo->Jhours, and aofc;for one second: dii he tnrrn round and iight. He's no champion. And mie wi*th only,a little bit of a toinihawk in me hand!" .STONE BEfflD. Proudly he walked up to his betrothed and drew from his pocket a small •morocco ease. Opening it, he took out a ring—a simple diamond—and placed it on her tapering fingeT. She looked at it. "It's very small," she said, and pamsed. TMien—"And not veiy brilliant, either.'' Poor fellow. His smile vanished, but, quietly recovering himself, he laughed, and said:"Ah, sweetheart, but love is -blind." Raising her limpid eyes to his, she said: "Yes, dear, but not stone Wind."