HUMOUR

Manawatu Times, Volume 61, Issue 298, 17 December 1936, Page 12

HUMOUR

Noble ~ School over, Albert reached home, bearing evident signs of having been flighting. “Come here, Albert/' said his mother, sternly. “Now tell me, how did you get that black eye?'' “I was protecting a little boy/' said Albert, and all the wrath left hi 3 mother, who pated him on the back, saying: “That's a good boy; so noble of you. Who was the little boy 1" “Me," said Albert."

Matchless It was a dark and stormy night when the weary husband returned home. “I’ve been to every shop in town, and they can’t match that bit of ribbon for you anywhere, dear,” he said to his wife.

“Splendid!’!' she cried. “I just wanted to make sure that it really was unique. ’ ’

Anxious to prove his piety, a convert at a Negro revival went to his pastor and asked that he be put to work in the Lord’s vineyard. “What would you like to do!" tho preacher asked. ‘‘Jes’ anything,” replied the convert. ‘‘Ah is ready to do whatever do Lawd axes me, so long as it’s right and honourable.”

Ofiieo Boy: ‘Please, sir, can I attend my grandfather’s funeral on Friday!” Employer: ‘‘Certainly. That's the day I’ve just fixed for tho firm’s annual staff outing.”

Insulting A ear came to a standstill outside a country cottage. The motorist tried in vain to start tho engino by he handle in front, but in Vain. His woman friend sat in the car waiting. At last the owner of the cottage came out shout-. in g: “Now then, thee must not play that 4 hurdy-gurdy there; so clear off, and tak* the bloomin’ monkey wi’ thee.**