SMILE AWHILE

New Zealand Times, Volume LII, Issue 12199, 25 July 1925, Page 16

SMILE AWHILE

class of boys was asked tofettempt to e a short etory,. Tbe.ehorteat story, the best, came, from ths pen a '1 boy, who , wrote,"ons bull, two wore; bull. one. torpador; obq * . ,* • • • : • stranded at a connrailway .’station expressing; himself bly to ■the-, man -who • filled the posts ahonmaster, porter.ticket-clerk, sig-an,-inad fio on. hat & the good of these' time- ’• flfeHranded the passenger wrathell. sir," replied the station staff, 1 weren’t for those tables* we should • know how late the trains are." • • • •; • nny: “My father’s a policeman. : does year father do?" uny: '‘What ma tells Jum." ® # # £ jp > wife woke her husband up in the le of the night to tell him that she heard burglars moving about, ou’d better go down, William,” she o| (graoioos!’’ replied William, W a a«rw .ppinion ’ yon,’ must f m ngtjx tile habit! of associating ; burglMß.” .. • %, "n*- • ■■ fe • . Children, . can any of ■ yon ae, what is the moat 'dangerous part t automobile ? “Yes, miss, J can! Ifs the i* • • ■ r • ' « enty Children from one of the Slums been entertained! to a charity dinner, afterwards each was asked to sing give a recitation. . All went well uncame to Billie Burke’s tnm Come, now, Billy, we should like to war you sing, said a lady enconragAfter a pause Abe young guest answered: “X 'can’t sing, lidv ’’ Then what can you do?’’ , “Well,” replied Billy, getting up and preparing to take off his jacket, “f ain’t other®!ids”^ 11 ’’ bUt Tll an y of the

_Two flies met after -winter time. Said Number One; "Where hare you been all Gfrese months?” ** ■’ * "ICwas in an eight-day clock,” was the reply, and didn't get a wink of sleep. Wnere .were yon?” * Pi.- 1 in a Scotchman's purse, and I wasn't difitorbedl at all.” ■ ' t ; • • Mr Lush (watching.ship); Ah! they hav© just dropped, their anchor! Lush : Dear me; I wad afraid they dangling on the. outside for such* a long time ' % ■#■' ■ • • • • n Mrs Dove to-’ Mrs Shore (in a crowded bus): This just reminds me: I have forgotten to buy the sardines for tea! t • naughty hoy, how can you illtr®®S.p°°r puss so, pulling her tail?” Oh, never mind, Mummie,*we're only playing at excursion trains. Puss is the engine—she shrieks but Vron't'move " •■' • • • Some hoys thought it would he great sport, if. they oonld take in a famous naturalist. Tney killed a centipede,v and then glndd on it a v beetle's heacfc the wings : a butterfly, <and the legs ‘of a B T ® Bs^°PP er *. They s packed it rin a. box .ftnd took it to the man.’- • c CWe found it in the fields," the. leader the “Can you tell, us what J,-Aj .v 4 'A**■■ l exclaimed the naturalist.tnd it hum when you caught it?” "Oh, thejuuwer, ".it hummed like Baid , naturalist, i. it •is undoubtedly a humbug^!”' • Doctor (to Mrs Grubby, who has a vii?’ ? nd ?ko has brought a very : — rty b °y-, to - bo examined) : To bogm I would wash the boy's face. , rs . £n di snantly): Wash ,'is face, indeed! What next, I should like to know? Doctor: Well, I should wash your own next, if I were'you! . _ • • * •. • • I ■ Bachelor (admiring baby): "But isn’t he big for his size-I mean isn’t he old his age—oh! hang it! isn’t he' something that no other baby is?”