WELL WORKED.

North Otago Times, 2 December 1911, Page 1 (Supplement)

WELL WORKED.

A well-known actor tells an amusing story of a man who entered a bar-parlour of a country inn on a cold day. A fcroup of loungerß were huddled about the Are, and the stranger could not get near enough to keep warm. "Got any oysters" he asked the landlord, and, receiving an affirmative reply, said "Take a dozen out to my horse." All bands crowded to the door to see the horse eat oysters, and the stranger secured tho most comfortable scat. The landlord returned soon, and said the horse refused to cat the shell-fish.

"Well, give 'em to me, then," Bald the artful traveller.

•The young man was calling on the girl. He didn't know her very well, but she looked good to him, He wanted to call again the next night, but hardly had the nerve to ask permission to do so.

"I'd like to come up again," he said, when he was ready to go home. "How about next week some time?" A look of disappointment came over her face. # "Next week?" she said, "Why, isn't that er—well, I'll tell you what to do; you come up to-morrow night and we'll decide which night next week you may call.'-'Detroit Times."

A horse-couper was trying to sell a broken-winded, gasping horse, and was,trotting him round for inspection, He stroked the horse's back, and remarked to the prospective buyer-"Hasn't ho a lovely coat ?" "Oh," Bald the other, "I liko his coat all right, but I don't like bis pants."

Mrs. . Smith: "You were laughing in your sleep last night," Mr. Smith: "Yes, I dreamt three of my creditors were dead."

"You want more money ? Why, my boy, I worked* three years for a quid a month right in this establishment, and now I'm owner of it." " .

"Well, you see what happened to your boss.. No man who treats bis. help )ike that can bang on to Us bwUejj," Ml,