HE--"Well, the sin is on your own head, not mine."

* * * * *

Knock, and the world knocks with you;

Boost, and you boost alone!

When you roast good and loud

You will find that the crowd

Has a hammer as big as your own!

* * * * *

"How did you cure your boy of swearing?"

"By the laying on of hands, principally."

* * * * *

"Ma, what is a Panama man called?"

"A Panaman, Johnny."

"Then what is a Panama woman?"

"If she's married and obeys President Roosevelt she's just a

plain Panama."

* * * * *

He who courts and goes away,

May court again another day;

But he who weds and courts girls still

May go to court against his will.

* * * * *

A notice at a small depot near Manchester reads:

"Passengers are requested to cross over the railway by the

subway."

This reminds us of the oft-quoted notice put up at the ford of an

Irish river:

"When this board is under water the river is unpassable."

* * * * *

Mary had a little lamb,

But she thought it was immense:

With new green peas and other things

It cost her ninety cents.

* * * * *

LITTLE WILLIE--Papa, why does the railway company have those

cases with the ax and saw in every car?

FATHER--I presume they are put in to use in case anyone wants to

open a window.

* * * * *

The kerosene can on the mantel reposes,

Its contents were sprinkled all over the fire,

And all that poor Kathleen O'Donohue knows is,

This dull world has changed for a sphere that is higher.

* * * * *

"He seems to have gone to the bad completely."

"Yes; I believe he found himself between the devil and the deep

sea, and he realized that he couldn't swim."

* * * * *

As he walked with baby

He had to confess

That marriage with him

Was a howling success.

* * * * *

THE SPINSTER--How many lodges did you say your husband belonged

to?

THE WIFE--Fifteen.

THE SPINSTER--My goodness! just think of a man being out fifteen

nights a week! Well, I'm glad that I'm an old maid.

* * * * *

Seven little missionaries--

Horrible their fate--

Cannibals picked clean their bones

Then they were ate.

* * * * *

JUDGE--You are charged with profanity.

PRISONER--I am not.

JUDGE--You are, sir. What do you mean?

PRISONER--I was, but I got rid of it.

* * * * *

"I hate a liar," Wiggins cried,

Said Jiggins, "Then 'twould seem

You really ought to try and hide

Your lack of self-esteem."

* * * * *

"Kind lady," remarked the weary wayfarer, "can you oblige me with

something to eat?"

"Go to the woodshed and take a few chops," replied the kind lady.

* * * * *

Lady (after the tramp finishes eating)--It's merely a

suggestion--the woodpile is in the back yard.

Tramp--You don't say! What a splendid place for a woodpile!

* * * * *

Said she, "How beautiful is nature!"

Said the young man, "Yes, quite true;"

Then, added, as he viewed her complexion,

"And art is quite beautiful, too."

* * * * *

"How to make your trousers last,"

"Make your coat and waistcoat first."

* * * * *

The stork is a bird with a great big bill;

He brings us the babies whenever he will;

Then comes the doctor, and when he is through,

You find that he has a big bill, too.

* * * * *

"Dearest," whispered Cordelia, after she had captured the coveted

solitaire, "I have a confession to make. I am a cooking school

graduate."

Clarence shuddered.

"Oh, well," he rejoined, after the manner of one resigned to his

fate, "we can board."

* * * * *

If t-o-u-g-h spells tough,

And d-o-u-g-h spells dough,

Does s-n-o-u-g-h spell snuff?

Or, simply snow?

* * * * *

THE WIFE (savagely)--Don't let me catch you flirting.

THE HUSBAND (meekly)--No, dear, never again. That's the way you

did catch me, you know!

* * * * *

He called her an angel before they were wed,

But that, alas! didn't endure.

For ere many months had passed over his head,

He wished that she was one for sure.

* * * * *

Elderly Man (greeting former acquaintance)--"I remember your face

perfectly, miss, but your name has escaped me."

The Young Woman--"I don't wonder. It escaped me three years ago.

I am married now."

* * * * *

"These verses make no sense," said she;

"I can't tell what they mean."

"Good! they'll make dollars then," cried he,

"In any magazine."

* * * * *

THE BARBER--Did I ever shave you before?

THE VICTIM--Yes, once.

THE BARBER--I don't remember your face.

THE VICTIM--No; I suppose not. It's all healed up now.

* * * * *

They say the baby looks like me,

A circumstance I dreaded,

But the only likeness I can see

Is that we're both bald-headed.

* * * * *

"Do you think the things one eats have a direct effect on one's

disposition?"

"Well, rather. We had Indian meal pudding so often at our house

that everybody got savage."

* * * * *

"I once saw a man at a meeting of a mothers' club."

"That's nothing; I once saw a teetotaler on a fishing trip."

* * * * *

Bluff a little, bluff a little

As you go your way;

Bluffing may not always help you--

Many times it may.

Bluff a little, bluff a little;

Men may rail at you--

But you'll see by watching closely

That they're bluffing, too.

* * * * *

The butcher is a fair minded fellow. He is always willing to meet

his customers half weigh.

* * * * *

A queen was she--the beautiful maid--

Beauty or wealth she did not lack--

But the game was euchre that Cupid played,

And the Queen was won by a Jack.

* * * * *

"So you paid $1,000 for a cook stove! Don't you think that was a

good deal?"

"Yes, but they threw in a cook with it: she was warranted to stay

two years!"

* * * * *

"Where are you going, my pretty maid?"

"I'm going to cut the corn," she said.

"Can I go with you, my pretty maid?"

"You're no chiropodist," she said.

* * * * *

MEDIUM--Do you believe in spirits?

BUSYMAN (off guard)--When taken in moderation, yes.

* * * * *

"You never bought a gold brick, did you?" asked the admiring

friend.

"Not exactly," answered Mr. Cumrox. "But I once came mighty near

having a French count for a son-in-law."

* * * * *

The fate of Lot's wife

Was all her own fault;

She first turned to "rubber,"

And then turned to salt.

* * * * *

I was in the depot restaurant of one of the great railroads, and

was asked why am I standing while drinking my coffee. All the

rest of us sit down.

I replied, solemnly, that "I was always told to stand for the

weak."

* * * * *

He used to send her roses;

He sent them every hour,

But now they're married and he sends

Her home a cauliflower.

* * * * *

JOHN--I went into a restaurant to-day. The lemon pie that I had

was a peach.

TOM--That's nothing, I went into a saloon and had no money, so I

let the beer settle.

* * * * *

Her face was happy,

His face was stern;

Her hand was in his'n,

His'n was in her'n.

* * * * *

JACK--"My wife's a fine shot. She can hit a dollar every time."

FRED--"That's nothing, my wife goes through my trousers and never

misses a dime."

* * * * *

A man wanted a ticket to New York, and only had a $2 bill. It

required $3 to get the ticket. He took the $2 bill to a pawnshop,

pawned it for $1.50. On his way back to the depot he met a

friend, to whom he sold the pawn ticket for $1.50. That gave him

$3. Now, who's out that dollar?

* * * * *

"Is a howling dog a sign of death?"

Said Doolittle to Dunn.

"Of course it is, if the dog will wait

Until I get my gun."

* * * * *

"No, indeed," she said, "I can never be your wife. Why, I had

half a dozen offers before yours."

"Huh!" rejoined the young man in the case. "That's nothing. I

proposed to at least a dozen girls before I met you."

* * * * *

There was a young woman named Hannah,

Who put on a great many airs,

She stepped on a peel of banana,

And now she's laid up for repairs.

* * * * *

"What sort of labor is best paid in this country?" asked the

English tourist.

"Field labor," answered the native American.

"Is that a fact?" queried the Englishman, who was inclined to be

a bit skeptical.

"Sure," replied the other. "You ought to see the salaries our

baseball players get."

* * * * *

This life's a game of chance, they say:

The saw's more sad than witty,

The public gathers 'round to play,

The trust controls the "kitty."

* * * * *

GEORGE--I can't understand why my girl shook me.

HAROLD--What was that you wrote to her the last time?

GEORGE--All that I said was, "My Dear Susie: The dog I promised

you has just died. Hoping these few lines will find you the same.

Yours, George."

* * * * *

Now comes the question which will make

This life a bitter cup....

How many hoopskirts will it take

To fill a trolley car up?

* * * * *

"Speaking of accommodating hotel clerks," remarked a Portland

commercial traveller, "the best I ever saw was in a town near

Bangor. Just before I retired I heard a scampering under the bed

and looked under, expecting to see a burglar. Instead I saw a

couple of large rats just escaping into their hole. I dressed and

went down to the office and put in a big kick. The clerk was as

serene as a summer's breeze.

"'I'll fix that, all right, sir,' he said. 'Front! Take a cat to

23 at once.'"

* * * * *

A recent school examination in England elicited the following

definitions:

"Noah's wife," wrote one boy, "was called Joan of Arc." "Water,"

wrote another, "is composed of two gases, oxygen and cambrigen."

"Lava," replied a third youth, "is what the barber puts on your

face." "A blizzard," insisted another child, "is the inside of a

fowl."

* * * * *

"Why don't you demand $50,000 instead of $5,000?" said the

lawyer.

"Oh, because," explained the lady of the breach of promise suit.

"Then he might change his mind and want to marry me."

* * * * *

"I'll admit," said Mrs. Hylo, "there are some things I don't

know"----

"That's no lie," interrupted her husband.

"But," continued the alleged better half of the combination,

"that man doesn't live who can tell me what they are."

* * * * *

"Friend of mine to-day," said Mr. Kidder, "was talking of coming

here to board."

"I hope," remarked Mrs. Starvem, "you were pleased to recommend

our table and"----

"Sure! Told him it was just the thing for him. He's a pugilist

and wants to increase his reach."

* * * * *

An English motorist is quoted as saying that he classed

pedestrians as the quick and the dead: those who got out of the

way and those who didn't.

* * * * *

"Yes, dear," said the petted young wife, examining her Christmas

gift, "these diamond earrings are pretty, but the stones are

awfully small."

"Of course, my dear," replied the diplomat husband, "but if they

were any larger they'd be all out of proportion to the size of

your ears."

* * * * *

Two Irish farmers who had not seen each other for a long time met

at a fair. They had a lot of things to tell each other. "Shure,

it's married I am," said Murphy. "You don't tell me so," said

Moran. "Faix, yes," said Murphy, "an' I've got a fine healthy

bhoy which the neighbors say is the very picture of me." Moran

looked for a moment at Murphy, who was not, to say the least,

remarkable for his good looks, and then said, "Och, well, what's

the harum so long as the child's healthy?"

* * * * *

A bashful young couple, who were evidently very much in love,

entered a crowded street car in Boston the other day. "Do you

suppose we can squeeze in here?" he asked, looking doubtfully at

her blushing face.

"Don't you think, dear, we had better wait until we get home?"

was the low, embarrassed, reply.

* * * * *

"When the old man is shaking down the furnace, carrying out the

ashes, feeding the cat and six kittens, and making the beds,"

remarked the observer of events and things, "of course he is too

busy to hear his daughter in the parlor, singing: 'Everybody

Works but Father.'"

* * * * *

"I assured her I could support her in the style she was

accustomed to."

"Well?"

"She said she was looking for something better than that."

* * * * *

"Do you believe in transmigration of souls?"

"Well," answered the man who never admits that he doesn't know

everything, "I wouldn't recommend it as a regular practice."

* * * * *

"After all, you know," said Mr. Oldbeau, "a man is only as old as

he feels"----

"Yes," said Miss Pepprey, "but some old men make the mistake of

thinking they are as young as they think they feel."

* * * * *

At a West End hotel one of the party asked:

"Have you got any celery, waiter?"

"No, sir," was the significant answer; "I relies on me tips."

* * * * *

YEAST--Did you ever try to dye eggs?

CRIMSONBEAK--No, I never did; but I've tried 'em after they were

dead.

* * * * *

A dude from St. Louis named Crute

Had a habit of saying, "Oh, shoot!"

He said it one day

To a man in Ouray,

And that was the finish of Crute.

* * * * *

"How is your house heated?"

"By hot air."

"Hot air?"

"Yes--the landlord's."

* * * * *

"I want to get a head of cabbage," said the man who had been sent

to market.

"Large or small head?" asked the grocer.

"Oh, about 7 1-4," said the man, absent-mindedly.

* * * * *

"I'll pass the butter," said he, while trying to pass the

browsing goat.

"I'll butt the passer," said the goat, as he helped him over the

fence.

* * * * *

"Yes, he's got a flying-machine ready for a trial now and he's

trying hard not to be proud?"

"Why shouldn't he be proud?"

"Well, pride goes before a fall, you know."

* * * * *

"He has none of the finer sensibilities, nothing to distinguish

him from the common herd."

"No?"

"No, sir. I've heard him confess, out of his own mouth, that all

autos smell alike to him."--_Puck._

* * * * *

"Why did you insist on only $99,000 a year as your salary?"

"Because," answered the high financier, "as soon as people hear a

hundred thousand mentioned they get suspicious. It is better to

keep the figure marked down a little."

* * * * *

Tom--I kissed her when she wasn't looking.

Clara--What did she do?

Tom--Kept her eyes closed the rest of the evening.

* * * * *

Jenks--Why on earth did you laugh so heartily at that ancient

jest of Borem's?

Wise--In self-defense.

Jenks--in self-defence?

Wise--Yes; if I hadn't laughed so he would have repeated the

thing, thinking I hadn't seen the point.

* * * * *

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 fashions 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."

"Why not?"

"You'll ruin the coat of your stomach."

"Oh, well-it's an old coat, anyhow."

* * * * *

"Why do they make those Oriental pipes with bowls as big as water

pitchers?" asked the inquisitive girl.

"Those," answered the wise woman, "are for men who have promised

that they will confine their smoking to one pipe after each

meal."

* * * * *

The detective at the boarding house table having satisfied

himself that nobody had observed him, folded up his magnifying

glass and put it back in his pocket.

"Yes," he said to himself, "they've got the same girl they had

when I was here two years ago. I recognize her thumb print in the

butter."

* * * * *

"Pa, what branches did you take when you went to school?"

"I never went to high school, son, but when I attended the little

log school-house they used mostly hickory and beech and willow."

* * * * *

"Did you ever consider the case of the boy who stood on the

burning deck?"

"Not particularly. Why?"

"Well, the game was poker and the hand had been dealt from the

burning deck was a corker; so, as he didn't want to lose any

chances, he--but you see?"

"I don't know as I do."

"Why, he stood pat."

* * * * *

The Governess--What happened when the man killed the goose that

laid the golden egg, Margie?

Little Margie--Why, I guess his goose was cooked.

* * * * *

"Our new Congressman has made himself very popular."

"What has he done?"

"Introduced a bill declaring it a penal offence for a man to ask

for a haircut or shampoo on Saturday afternoon."

* * * * *

"In my business," said the stock broker, "It is impossible to

succeed without pluck."

"Huh!" snorted the man who had been up against it, "you mean

'plucking,' don't you?"

* * * * *

Servant--The plumber says this check should be $5 more.

Castleton--But it's the amount asked for.

"Yes, sir. But you've kept him waitin' for nearly an

hour."--_Life._

* * * * *

Tom--What's that? A two-dollar bill! You told me this morning

that you were broke.

Jack--Well, I want you to understand that Japan isn't the only

one that can borrow money.

* * * * *

"Yes, indeed, he's the homeliest man in public life to-day.

Haven't you ever seen him?"

"No, but I've seen caricatures of him."

"Oh, they flatter him. You should see him."

* * * * *

SPECIAL RULES FOR GUESTS.

1--Guests are requested not to speak to the dumb waiter.

2--Guests wishing to get up without being called can have

self-raising flour for supper.

3--The hotel is supported by a beautiful cemetery; hearses to

hire, 25c. a day.

4--Guests wishing to do a little driving will find a hammer and

nails in the closet.

5--If the room gets too warm, open the window and see the fire

escape.

6--If you're fond of athletics and like good jumping, lift the

mattress and see the bed spring.

7--If your lamp goes out, take a feather out of the pillow; that's

light enough for any room.

8--Any one troubled with nightmare will find a halter on the

bed-post.

9--Don't worry about paying your bill; the house is supported by

the foundation.

J. WISE, Prop.

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