Part 52 (1/2)

There is as much strength in an egg as in a pound of meat.

Gotabug--I should say so. I've smelt eggs that had more strength than a hundred pounds of beef.

A sporty young fellow named Phipps Last night went to view the eclipse.

The moon looked so queer.

He set up a cheer, The truth was he'd been taking nips.

”For mercy sake, don't put me near old Billions!” said Mrs.

Lookyoung to her friend.

”Why not?” said the other. ”He's awfully interesting.”

”I know it,” said Mrs. Lookyoung, ”but I never sit next to him at dinner but that he blurts out something like, 'You remember back in the old pioneer days!'”

Mary had a little waist Where waists were meant to grow, And everywhere the fas.h.i.+ons went Her waist was sure to go.

”This is an interesting clock, Miss,” said the salesman, ”you really should have one, especially if you're bothered with tiresome callers.”

”It's merely a cuckoo clock, isn't it?” asked Miss May Pechis.

”Yes, but beginning at 10 P.M., instead of saying 'cuck-koo'

every quarter hour it yells: 'Go home! Go home!'”

Mike--Yus, poor Sullivan is dead. He hadn't got an enemy in the world.

Pat--What did he die of?

Mike--Oh; he wur killed in a foight.

”You shouldn't drink your whiskey without water.”