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Evening Star, Issue 19840, 13 April 1928, Page 12

A man rushed breathless on to the platform. “Have I time to catch the express? ” he asked the porter. “ That depends on how quickly you can run,” was the reply. “It left half a minute ago.” Little Girl: “Quarter of a pound of margarine, please.” Shopman: “Anything else, my dear? ” “ Mother said, would you please stamp a cow on it, ’cause we’ve got company to tea this afternoon.” Jones: “My dear, ‘The Wonders of Nature ’ is a remarkable hook- Nature is marvellous! Stupendous! When I read a book like this it makes me think how puerile, how insignificant is man.”' Mrs Jones: “Huh! A woman doesn’t have to wade through 400 pages to discover that.”