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During a natural history lesson the teacher asked who could name an animal peculiar to Australia. "The elephant," said a boy. "But the elephant is not found ia Australia," replied the teacher. "...'/.No, miss; that is why it would be peculiar."
Seated on a bence in a park, a small boy was seen to be helping himself to the meat from a sandwich, and leaving the bread. When he finally lifted the top slice to find there was no meat left disappointment crept across his face. A stranger who had been an interested spectator asked him why ha did not eat the ■ sandwich properly. , "It isn't mine," replied the boy. The Sunday School teacher had bee%* talking to the children about various virtues. "Now, supposing I saw a boy illtreating a donkey*" he said, "and I stopped him; what virtue should I show?" "Brotherly love," replied a young innocent. _ Mr. Newrich was boasting about his imagined ancestors when nis listener, a man of good family, said, "I had a very famous ancestor. In fact, he waa commander of the entire naval forces of the world." "Eeally?" queried Mr. Newrich, his • interest thoroughly aroused. "And who was he?" "Noah," was the reply. "It says here that a substitute for petrol has been discovered," said Arthur as he read his paper. "Is' that so?" queried his father, '' Why, I know of one that is older than, the motor-car itself." "Beally, Father? And what is that?" '• The new arrival at the hotel sought out the manager. "I understand from your advertisement that only the south wind blows here." "That is quite right, sit," said tlie manager. "Then how do you account for that?" asked the visitor, as he pointed to a. weather-vane which registered a north wind. "Oh, quite easily," replied the manager. "That's the south wind coming back again." The restaurant was not noted for the excellence of its fare. "I say, waiter," said a diner, "you can't expect mo to eat this. Bring the manager." *'It's no use, sir. Ho won't eat it CjJ.ier." "The professor was showing a party; round a district noted for its geological interest. "Yes," ho'said, "about two million years ago this land on which we stand . Was the bed of an ocean." "And I'm not surprised to hear that," said a dear old lady. "It strikes mo that the land is still Tory damp."
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Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 96, 27 April 1929, Page 19
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400SMILE AWHILE. Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 96, 27 April 1929, Page 19
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