SPARKLETS

Hokitika Guardian, 11 October 1930, Page 2

SPARKLETS

Wife (disgustedly): AVl)at is there about that bathing girl which attracts admiration? Husband (also looking): Very little. Letter to a schoolmaster: My son will be unable to attend school to-day, as he has just shaved himself for the first time.” Patience-. How would you like to go for your honeymoon in an airplane?*’ Patrice: No me, 1 should bate to miss the tunnels. “This is a wicked world,” said the pious old lady. “Yes, ma’am,” agreed the Irishman, “and we will be lucky if we ever get out of it alive,” “Tf you please, madame, I’ve let the baby’s shawl drop out of the window.” “How careless d: you! Baby will catch his death of cold.” “Oh, no, madame—he’s still in the shawl.” I “How is your little brother, Johnny?” “Sick abed. He hurt himself.”

“That’s too had. How did lie do it?” “We were playing who could lean furtherest out of the window, and he won.” “When William got a letter, he frowned and said lie supposed it was another of those notes from his mother beginning, ‘Billy, don’t.’ ” “Was it?” “No; when lie opened it he found it was a billet-doux.” “What has become of your niece, Miss Murphy, Mrs o’Rafferty ? 1 haven’t seen her lately.” “Ah sure, an’ she’s done well wid herself. She married a lord.” “Why, you don’t tell me! An EngIsli lord?” “No, T don’t think he’s an English lord. He’s a landlord. He kajies a hotel out in Indiana.”