A TALE OF A HAT

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

A TALE OF A HAT

YES, IT WAS JENKS’S JOKE! Coming back from seeing nunt off at the station, Jenks' minor strolled into the cricket field to watch the finish of a match. While he was gloomily, looking on, thinking that if his aristocratic aunt had not honoured him with a visit he could have been playing for liis form, the ball Hew toward him and, before he could move, sent the top hat ,he was expected to wear on ceremonious occasions rolling across, the ground. The* next moment young Kipley, who was fielding,, pushed him aside, jumped on his hat as if by accident, snatched up the ball, flung it to the bowler, then picked up the battered hat and bhrst out. laughing. "My eye!" he chuckled; "you’ll never look nice in that hat again; Jonks." But instead of being angry Jenks betan to laiugli with him. and laughed till e ooukt not stop. This irritated Hlpley. “Silly ass," he said; "don’t see what vou’ve got to' laugh at. This ,is my joke." “Yes."’ gasped Jenks, choking with laughter, "and it’s your hat. T borrowed it because I couldn't find my own!"— "Children’b Newspaper."