HUMOR, MORE OR LESS.

Poverty Bay Herald, Volume LII, Issue 16952, 6 February 1926, Page 3

HUMOR, MORE OR LESS.

COST TOO MUCH. Sandy, a recent arrival from Inverness, had for sonic weeks been engaged to a farmer’s daughter nearby, and seemed well content with his choice. The neighborhood was astonished to hear that a week before Christmas the engagement had been broken off by Sandy without any apparent reason. A. few days afterwards a mutual friend found Sandy in a state of deepest dejection, caused, lie discovered, by the young lady’s refusal to renew the engagement. “But what made you break it off?” asked the friend.‘"“l thought you were very fond of Lucy.” “Ay, that I was,” said the dejected lover. “Then, what was the matter?” Baiuly accepted a fill of the other’s tobacco*. “Well.” lie said, defensively; “Christmas is a ycriu expensive time for a riion to be engaged!” **•-#* SHORTS’ FROM COURTS. Polk'binan ■at Wiilesden, of a motorist: He said, “Speed hunt! What’s I hat?”. ' Wife a't Boiv County Court;: No woman objects to Her huSbaiid kissing a barmaid—so long (docs not l Mari, summoned sit.'- IVillesdeh fbr neglecting his family: 1 positively crammed mV wife arid son with Jood. Willesdcif woiiiap:' Fancy biy neighbor swearing to that! One does get surprises in a police court. A man, siimirioned at Willcsdcn for threatening a woman, pleaded that all ho did was to call and' condole with her on the loss of her husband. # '* , * * . BETTER THEN. , The deck hand on the Manly boat was in One of those lew moods when lib is pleased with everyone. , “Bit of a swell to-day Miss,” lie said confidentially to a pretty young girl as slio'stepped on board. . . 'She gave him one of her bright Manly smiles. “ Awfully nice of you to say so; but vou ought to see mo on Sundays. V * • f f HIS HOBBY. 'j’hero is near Sydney a wireless oiifhiisiasl whose devotion to his hobby nearly caused' a domestic upheaval the other night. Ho was absorbed as usual with his instrument, when his wife rushed in screaming, “John! John! Come at; oncol There s a burglar in the kitchen! > ’ John waved the 'distracted woman brisy,” ho muttered. “Ask Mm. tq eoinc another night. I’ve just got Vancouver! ’’, .** * * NO PLEASING HIM.

The prisoner in the police , court dock hitd a large" number bf previous convictions to his discredit, and on that aceouyt had reconciled himself to a stiff sentence. Do you moan to say,” asked tne magisthUe, “that- you had' - this audacity to enter this man’s study, hold Inin up with a revolver, grid rob lain?” • , , • . For a moment the prisoner looked puzzled, arid then answered: “Well, ybrir Worship, tho lust time I was here you asked me if I was So. brazen a villain as to rob a mail on tho King’s highway. I find it hard to please. What is a iriari to do?” He got tne stiff sentence he expected. -mm,