SMILE AWHILE.

Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 32, 9 February 1929, Page 15

SMILE AWHILE.

■ "George," murmured the young wife,, "am I as dear to you now as I was bofore we married?"' ' :

"I can't exactly tell," replied the husband absent-mindedly. "I didn't keep an account of expenses then." ' She cain.e to her husband in tears.! ' "I've been insulted!" she spluttered. "Your mother has 1 insulted me."'

/'My mother!" he exclaimed. "But, Alice, she's miles away." "I know. But a letter came for you this morning addressed in your mother's handwriting—and I opened it." He looked stern. "I see. But' where does the insult come in?" , Alice wept all the more. "In the—the postscript," she answered.. "It said—'Dear Alice, don't forget to give this letter to George." Cynic—What do you think of 'the many arrests for kleptomania that come before the Courts? ;

Philosopher—Moat of. them are entire' ly innocent of all intent to do wrong, the trinkets being mechanically- dropped into pocket, or satchel, while thinking of something else. Cynic—All bosh! They are thievesborn thieves; that's my theoryj' no matter how rich or refined they are. ; Philosopher—Possibly. But before wo part I will thank you for my penknife, which you borrowed a moment ago to sharpen a pencil. While we were talking you dropped it into your pocket.