IN LIGHTER VEIN

King Country Chronicle, Volume XXXIII, Issue 4807, 7 July 1939, Page 6

IN LIGHTER VEIN

"Why so pensive, old man?" "I'm wondering what to do with our son. I want him to go in for law, his mother fancies the army, and he's determined to be an airman.' "How old is he?" "Just turned five." "How are you getting on with your writing for the magazines?" "Just holding my own. They send me back as much as I send them." "Remarkable! You mean to say you bought that coat six years ago, and you haven't had a thing done to it in all that time? Why, it looks as good as new." "Doesn't it? I assure you, all I've ever done is change it about four times in cloakrooms!" Mother (to son wandering around room) : What are you looking for? Son: Nothing. Mother: You'll find it in the box where the candy was. "I love the bracing temperatures right here at home. Only foolish persons run to resorts for a change of climate." "Yeh; I'm a little low in cash, too!" Said the amazed motor lorry driver to the driver of the baby car: "I say, your back wheels keep jerking off the ground." "Well, what of it?" asked the other. "Can't a fellow sneeze without you interfering?"