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"Are you sure!'' asked Mrs. Wills, 1 seriously. j ''Positively," »aid Mr. Wills. "I dis- j tinctly saw a boy with a. blue coat ! nghting two other boys on a street j corner, co I know it was Touuht Jones. ' And I mean to tell iir. Jones about ! the things that boy of his has been [ doing lately. If I thought my son got ! up to such tricks I'd give him a 200 a i thrashing. But, of course, Mickey : wouldn't take part in a ruigar brawl."" I "Oh. you musn't be too hard on j Tommy."' pleaded his w;fe. "Boys will '■ be boys, you know, and from what 1 understand, you were not exactlr an I angel yourself."' "What I was doesn't matter in the | least. Mickey is not, going to associate with boys who make larrikins c: them- j selves. Fighting on street corners- ' Disgusting! It"s time Jones knew of j his son's carryings on." ; j A few minutes later Mr. Wills wa= ! conversing with his neighbour, and the lather of his small son's frienri. namely. ! Mr. Jones. ' j '•Of course." said he. "'it's no business I of mine, and it really doesn't matter j to mc what Tommy does, bu; still X ' thought it best to" tell you. I know j for a fact it was Tommy. a« I saw j his Mue coat. If it was my V>-. I'd punish him severely.'' "Here they come now." *aid Mr. ■Tone?. "I shall question Tom while you are here." The two friends :am? neare-. Mr. : Wills looked at Mr. .Tone-, and then looked uneasily at the two SiXuroa approaehine. Could it be* . . . Was it possible? They came nearer. Ye?, his -u=pi'ion? were confirmed. His i O n was w?arincr Tommy's bine coat. ' "T.h. Dad.' , said Mickey, "how about b-iyin? mc a coat l : ke this? Look, it's eot four pockets in it. Tom always ler= mc wear it. don't you, Tom?"' "Run alon? hnme. Mickey."' hroke in hi? father hastily. "Well." I must go novr. Mr. Will? —cr —after all. you know—l-ioys will be boy?—and. when I think of =ome of the thinff* I n<=ed to ido v.-"nen I was a lad. . ,"' TO RAISE A SMILE. An Englishman and an American one day met in the street. ""Our country can produce three or four crocs in one year."' said the American. "How's that." said the Englishman. "Climate, my boy, climate." aswered the American. '"That's nothing." said the Englishman. "V, c have buildings three or four storeys high, and yet titere are no Eteps to them." "How do you get up." asked the American. "Climb it. my boy. climb it, mv boy," answered the Englishman. Two sailors were having an argument about a. heifer. One said it belonged Ito the sheep family, and the other said I it belonged to the hog family, so at last they decided to ask their mate. On I reaching their mate, one said: "I say. j Bill, we are having an argument about a heifer, can you tell u 5 to what family it belongs?" "Well. boys, to tell you the truth. I don'.t know much about poultry. , ' The bee that gets the honey doesn't loaf around the hive.
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Auckland Star, Volume LVII, Issue 276, 20 November 1926, Page 25
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