SAYINGS OF THE DAY.

Auckland Star, Volume XLVII, Issue 67, 18 March 1916, Page 22

SAYINGS OF THE DAY.

What we stint In material we squander In lives.—Mr Lloyd George. As lax as commerce is concerned, Germany to a beaten nation.—'Sir Bundmas. A woman is never quite sure that a man loves her If she is in love with him herself. A premature or an inconclusive peace would be as disastrous as the war itself.— Mr John Hodge, M.P. Getting married Is the making or unmaking of a t" —It either takes the conceit out of him or puts more in him. Hhere Iβ always a great deal to tie said en fcoth sides of a question, which hasn't anything to do with either side. A Columbus, Ohio, woman has a hat made out of fifty new one dollar bllle. That is the only 50 dollar hat we ever heard of that was worth the money—"Vancouyer Province." Henry Ford's reported Indisposition may ■be just a case of cheque-writer's cramp.— "Brooklyn Eagle." Does anyone imagine that the men at the front are coming back here to pick up the threads of the sordid disputes of 19147 —Sir Mark Sykes. Thinge That Might Have Been Less Ominously Put.—"Mr Arthur Collins has had no trouble whatever in finding girls old enough for the chorus and ballet."— "Dally .Mail." Success lies beyond the double swing doors, The lobby is always full; Some get through .by the door marked "Push," And some l)y the door marked "Pull." "New York Jury Topics." Porridge and the Shorter Catechism, though by no means so popular as they once were, still help to put grit into the grip, and iron Into the b'.ood of Scotland's eons.—Major-General Simms, Principal Chaplain. Henceforth the mince pies of Colorado are to be non-alcoholic, to save the rising generation. The piety of penitent lndlsestlou is thus insured to the pie eater, and brandy is saved for the branded miscreants who still drink it in Denver.—"Brooklyn Eagle." "People are beginning to earn money who never earned a penny in their lives before, with the result that they don't know how to spend their wages," complains a contemporary. It was, of conrse, long ago -pointed out that a little earning is a dangerous thing.—"London Opinion." Life boils itself down to this ... That TTornen have something to sell, or give away, and the question is just how much «ach can get for it! That's what makes "the most insignificant married woman feel superior to the happiest and richest old maid. She snye to herself, "I've made my market. Somebody chose me!"—" The Story «£ Julia Page," by Kathleen Norrls.