SMILE AWHILE

Evening Post, Volume CVIII, Issue 108, 2 November 1929, Page 22

SMILE AWHILE

A conceited young man who was having singing lessons was continually worrying his tutor concerning his progress. ' ■" ■■ "Do you think- I could use.--my voice in public now?" he asked one day. "By all means," replied the tutor. "You can cheer as much as you like at a football match.' 1

The young artist was clever, but his sales were few. "What would you like me to draw to-day, dear?" he asked his wife. "Some money from the bank," was the reply. „ . .

Father was testing his son: to sec what progress he had made at school. "Which is farther off?" he asked. "America or the moon?" , ■■ ' "America, father," said the boy.: "Why do you say that; my son?'? "Because we can sea the moon; but we cannot sco America."- '. .

A visitor on being shown' to 'his room in a hotel remarked that it was not big enough to 6winga cat'in. . . "Cats are in no circumstances fallowed in this isotel, sir," was the reply. .'''; ■- ' ; ■.■■;- .■ ■ :'-

A dear old lady lost half-a-erown on tho. floor of a Jshop. The : assistant helped her.to search.for it, but without avail. : : '■'.*.'■' !•:..- "Never mind,", said the old - lady. "You know me, !and if you .find it you caii let me have it ; otherwise you may have it for yourself."- '" ■. i

Seated on a bench in a park, a small boy was seen to bo helping himself to tho meat from a sandwich and leaving the bread. When he finally lifted the top slice to find thero was no meat left disappointment crept across his face. A stranger who had been an interested spectator asked him why he did not eat the sandwich properly. ; "It isn't mine," replied the boy.

The artist and'the critic were old friends; they had been to school together. . ; "No, Jack," said tLe critic,' '1-don't like this pwturo of yours.-; And1 yet 'there is something rather.-. ■.■ aniazin'g about it; I can't quite: say-■■aiat^i;-;. '-}'. "Anyway, it's soldj". said - thiy artist. "Ah, yes," replied the'critic. /-.That's it!".^: - •.: -[^rn^+^^r

Peter was receiving lessons at home from mother. To a little sum interesting mother put it this way:— "Now., Peter, let us- talcc: UM-lo Jack's family, There are Uncle, Auntie, and bnby John. . How 'many, does' that mako?" Peter thought for a little while and then, said: "Two an one to carry."