The Fargo forum and daily republican., 1917-11-10
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A Snowman was making a great
fuss in the front of his exhibition
about the wonders he had inside. A
man standing in the crowd with a
little boy beside him cried out:
IN bet you 81 you can't let me see
lion".
Done! said the Snowman eager
ly.
The man placed 81 in the hand of
a bystander and the Snowman did the
same.
Now walk this way. said the
Snowman, "and I'll soon convince
YOU. There you are. said he, tri-
umphantly; look in the corner at
that beautiful Nubian lion"
Il don't see any,. responded the
other.
whats the matter with you?
asked the Snowman
Il am blind, was the grinning re-
ply, and the blind man pocketed the
money and went away.
A man who was much handy
legged entered a London tailor's the
other day and asked to be measured
for new suit. The assistant in
formed him the boss wasn't in.
Never mind; tho'1I do as waell",
answered the man, and the assistant
began to measure him. When he had
taken the measurements for the coat
and vest he stood up, scratched his
head and looked down at the mans
legs.
''wod arta lookin at? asked the
man.
why, Aw'm lookin' at tha legs.
Aw'ye never measured ony body like
thee afoar".
"Oh, never mind my legs, said
the man. Thee measure um straight,
owd lad. Aw'H bend um miser."
A gentleman was walking down
the street the other day with his
friend Jackson when they met a
clergyman. The reverend gentle
man, though possessed of a large
brain, has but diminutive body TO
support 1T. Quite recently he had
united himself for good or i'll to a
buxom widow. The minister blushed
little as the two friends passed by
him. . s
What is the meaning of that,
Jackson? asked his companion.
well, you see". was the reply, I'VE
attended a tea at the minister's
shortly after he was married. was
called upon to make a speech. You
know you are expected to be humor-
Gus on such occasions, so / referred
in casual way to the minister as
the widows mite. He has acted
strangely ever since.
Have another piece of cake" said
Johnny's mother to a friend who was
taking tea with her.
mo, don't you do it," put in
Johnny, ''it will make you sick"
why, Johnny, are you not
ashamed Of yourself to talk in that
way?" said his mother.
well, mother that is what YOU
always tell me when I want another
piece, and I'm sure 1 can eat four
times as much as Mrs. Green can"
answered Johnny.
Signor Marconi, in an interview in
Washington. praised American de-
mocracy.
"over here" he said, you respect
a man for what he is himself-not
for what his family is-and thus you
remind me of the gardner in Bo- |
logna who helped me with my first |
wireless apparatus.
'As my mothers gardener and /
were working on my apparatus to- |
gether a young count Joined us one !
day, and while he watched us work |
the count boasted of his lineage.
The gardener, after listening a |
long while, smiled and said:
"If you come from an ancient |
family, it's so much the worse for /
YOU, sir ;for. as we gardeners say,
the older the seed the worse the
crop"
MariOn came to the breakfast table
late, and was scanned by the re- |
proachful eyes of her mother.
Did that young man kiss you last
night, Marion2"
"Now, mother" said the very
pretty girl, with q reminiscent smile,
"do you suppose that he came all the
way from Forty third street to hear
me sing?'
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