The gazette-times. [volume] (Heppner, Or.) 1912-1925, 1916-11-16

He fetched the paper and proudly
showed the paragraph, which ran:
ITO let, furnished, sitting room;
suitable for lady or gent, fourteen
feet-wide and cheerful"
For many years the world has been
baffled by the problem of where the
pins go that are turned out in mil
lions of millions by the pin factories.
But the problem seems to have
been solved at last. A Paris scien-
tist has been experimenting on pins,
hairpins and needles by the simple
process of watching a few. He states
that they practically disappear into
thin air by changing into ferrous OK
ide, a brownish rust that soon blows
away in dust.
An ordinary hairpin took only 154
days to blow away. A steel pen lasted
just under fifteen months. A com
mon pin took eighteen months to
vanish. A polished steel defied the
ravages of the atmosphere longest,
taking two and a half years to disap-
pear.
So the reason why the world is not
foot deep in the pins it buys is, it
seems, exactly the same which makes
an iron surface scale off when expos
ed for a long time in atmosphere
without the protection of paint.
In her draped and darkened tent
the amateur palmist was reading
hands for a charity. Her present
client was a fair maid. who waited
impatiently to hear her fate.
"Ah" said the palmist, with slow
impressiveness, II see by your hand
that you are going to be married.
How wonderful" said the girl
with blush.
| And, went On the wise one, note
of ascerbity in her voice, 81 see that
you are engaged to Mr.. Binks."
, "It's perfectly amazing gasped
the girl. How can you tell?"
| "By the long study of art" came
1.-THE eyasive reply.
But surely the lines in my hand
icannot tell you the name Of"
who said anything about lines?"
retorted the sibyl, with cunning
scorn. "You are wearing the en-
gagement ring which I returned to
Mr.. Binks three weeks ago" ."-Phila-
delphia Ledger.
please, sir" piped the tiny Gus
toner, whose head scarcely reached
the counter, father wants some oak
varnish."
How much does your father want,
my little MANI" inquired the smil-
ing shopman.
Father says you was to fill this"
replied the little fellow, handing over
pint jar.
1t was duly filled and handed back.
Father will pay you next Satur-
day." said the recipient casually.
Then the face of the shopman grew
dark.
I'VE don't give credit here" he
said. Gimme back the jar"
Meekly the small boy handed back
the jar, which was emptied and re-
turned with scowl
Thank you, sir" he said. "Fath-
er said you'd be sure and leave
enough round the sides for him to
finish the job he wants to do and
you ave, sir. Philadelphia Ledger.
Two men were in the dining car
ordering breakfast. The first one
said to the waiter.
George, you may bring me two
fried eggs, some broiled Virginia ham
a pot of coffee and some rolls"
"Yassa."
The other said.
You may bring me the same"
"Yassa."
The second man then called after
the waiter and remarked.
Just eliminate the eggs"
"Yassa"
In moment the waiter came back.
"Scuse me, boss, but just what did
you-all say erbout dem eggs?"
Il said just eliminate the eggs"
"Yassa.' And he hurried again
to the tiny kitchen.
In another moment he came back
once more, leaned confidently and
'penitently over the table, and said.
We had bad accident, jest afo'
we leave de depot dis mornin boss, an
de liminator done got busted off, right
at de handle. Will you take 'em fried
same AS dis hVar ppmmpn ?'--pittS-