Whims And Fancies

She - Are you sorry that you kissed me? He- Yes; but it's better than being sorry that I didn't. He - W'hat assurance can I g-ive you of my love for you, when we are married? She - A g-ood life assuraDce. Hubby - I was out to a party last night, dearie. Dearie- Yes, I heard you as you came ia. Georg-e Washin g-ton- I can't teil a lie. Senator Sorghum - Oh, come, come, don't g-ive up. lf at first you don't succeed, try, try ag-ain. A Georg-ia love scène - "Good-by, Jim - be good." "So lon-g-, Sue - keep peart." "Oh, Jim." "I hear you." "Write me a letter through the postoffice." Dr. Proble - Now that my patiënt have nearly all g-one away I think 1 shall get off myself. Miss Summit - I hope, doctor, that you are not going to join them. Crimsonbeak- Can you let me hav 85 until I see you again? Yeast - No, I can't; but this is the first intimation I have had that you were going on an extended journey. Cent - How came you to put your hand in my pocket? Pickpocket- Beg your pardon. 1 am so minded. I had once a pair of pants just like those you are wearing. "Yes, sir, the alligator swallowed me, boots and all; but a dynamite cartridge I had in my pocket exploded and blew the monster all to pieces!" "But you-?'' "Oh, I'm here!" Mrs. Slasher - No, Mr. Slasher, you nged not have the butcher cali for orders. I wish to go to the shop and piek the beef myself. Mr. Slasher - Piek the beef! To hear you talk oue would think beef grew on a vine. Mrs. Slasher- And so it doss, Mr. Slasher - on a bo-vine.