PASSING SHOTS

Sun (Auckland), Volume II, Issue 370, 2 June 1928, Page 22

PASSING SHOTS

Likewise, a fool and his money are soon petted. Men are just opposite from guns, the smaller the calibre, the bigger the bore! p year, bat if she proposes -ny lad, look before you leap! Since Auckland girls are wearing gloves on their knees they might as well lengthen their skirts. Many a man who is a- big noise in the otiice is only a squeak at home. A woman may be said to have reached the years of discretion when she no longer tells her age. * * * Another thing now puzzles us. We cannot figure out, how those who know their vitamins $6 often have the gout. Platinum costs more than gold and so it is beautiful. If potato blossoms were orchids, she'd be just crazy about them. 2 ~± l—l—l—l-l—l

“I hear you have a brother, 99 doctor.”

“Yes, and he is the exact opposite of me in every way.” “How nice. 1 should much like to make his acquaintance!” —Der Gemutliche Sachse, Leipzig.

Trade In. —Minister: “And so you are about to take unto yourself a new wife.” Grass Widower (wool-gathering): “Yes; what will you allow me for the old one?” * * * Enlightening.—lnquisitive Old Lady: So your ship struck the rocks, captain? Just where was the hole made —I would like to know exactly. Fed-up Skipper: Starboard bilge, ma’am —’baft o’ midships, forrard o’ No. 1 bunker. It Might Well be H is.—He was a very painstaking golfer, and it took him three hours to reach the 15th hole, where he drove his ball into the rough. After search, the caddie located a ball, which the player examined. “No,” he said, “this isn’t mine. This is a, very old ball.” “Yes,” said the boy in exhausted tones, “but don’t forget, it’s a long time since we started out, sir.” The Opened Letter.—“ Henry,” said the wife of his bosom one night when he came home from business. “I’ve been dreadfully insulted by your mother. “But that’s impossible,” said the man. “Mother’s miles away nursing poor Tom,” “It’s true though,” the girl persisted. “It was in a letter addressed to you, so of course I opened it.” “Of course.” said Henry dryly. Then his wife’s composure suddenly broke down, and she told him, amid her sobs. “And the p-postcript said, ‘Dear Dora, p-please g-give th-this letter to H-llenry, as I want him to s-see it.”