“Doesn’t it cost you a good deal to run this yacht, old man?” “Yes; but my wife can’t spend a farthing when we’re at sea.,”
“May I have the next dance, please, Miss Smilhers?” “Sorry; I’m engaged.” “What does that matter? I’m married.’!
Irate Landlord (to couple who are taking a walk on liis property): “Now, then, can’t you read?” Amorous Youth: “Oh, yes, we can read well enough.” “Then go to the end of this road, and read the sign there.” “We have read it. It says ‘Private,’ and that’s just why \vu came down here.”
“Father,” said Jimmy, running into (lie sitting-room, “there’s a big black cat in the dining-room. “Never mind, Jimmy,” said his father, drowsily; “black cats are lucky.” “Yes,” was the reply. “This one is; lie’s had your dinner !”
“I can’t stand him—lie’s an awful flat!” “Yes, but he’s got a inotor-car and two thousand a- year—what you inight call a flat with every modern improvement.”
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXIV, 3 January 1931, Page 2
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