HA! HA! HA!

Hokitika Guardian, 30 August 1929, Page 7

HA! HA! HA!

He: It’s to be a battle of wits. She: How birave of you, Gerald, to go unarmed!

I love the right. With courage strong

I’ll ever battle ’gainst the wrong. And they are always right, you sec Who in their views agree with me.

“Hid you tell her when your proposed that you wern’t worthy of her?” That always makes a good impression. “Well, I was going to. But she told me so first.”

“What a small portion of ice for my money. I could, pun it all in my hollow tooth.”

“But sir, do you expect to be able to Sicate on it tor sixpence?”

“I heard that Ella had eloped with Mr Brown. Has her mother forgiven them ?”

“1 don’t think so—she has gone to live with them.”

Small: What’s the idea of the suit-case-going away?

Weed: No ? 1 heard the Church was giving a jumble sale, and I’m taking all my clothes down to the office until its over.

The Englishman, the Irishman, the Yankee and the Scot entered the bar. The Engishman, stout fellow, stood a round of Scotch, the irishman stood a round of hot punches, the Yankee stood six foot one and a-haif, and the Scot stood and admired the woodwork.

“The evening wore on,” continued the man who was telling the story. “Excuse me,” interrupted the wouldbe wit, “but can you tell me what the evening wore on that occasion?” “I don’t know that it is important,” replied the story teller, unperturbed. “If you must know, however, I believe it was the close of a perfect day.”