“I saw you kiss sister last night!”
“Did you, Bobby? Here’s a quarter for you.”
“Thanks. And then I saw you kiss the maid in the hall.”
“Great Scot! Here’s five dollars.”
* * * * *
When a dog has fleas he doesn’t start drawing up an indictment against
the universe. He starts to scratch.
_Havana’s Passe Charms_
_The author of this story, a Minneapolis preacher, recently
returned from a tour of the West Indies for the Whiz Bang, and
in this writing he depicts the gay carnival spirit which reigns
in Havana because of America’s prohibition._