BY THE WAY.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 19237, 26 November 1930, Page 9

BY THE WAY.

SOME COLLECTIONS AND REFLECTIONS. (By One of the Boys.)' She was only a coalman’s daughter, but she could give slack. It is reported that an Italian footballer fatally stabbed an opponent during a game. This bears out the statement that Mussolini is ready for peace or war. “Reform leader talks on fusion”— news heading. Well, this is a change from confusion. vi “Use the word epitome in a sentence.” “ He hit me in epitome stomach. She: Oh, I simply adore that funny step. Where did you pick it up? He: Funny step be blowed. I’m losing my garter. O: I hear the men are striking. K: What for? O: Shorter hours. K: Luck to ’em. I always did think sixty minutes was too long for an hour. First Londoner: My, isn’t this fog thick? Let’s grope our way around the corner. Second fog drinker: This isn’t a corner; it’s your^yife^ The bearded lady in the circus died the other day, leaving a wife and four children. professor: Give an example of implicit faith. Student: A guy who believes in Santa Claus, Easter eggs and naval disarmament. First drunk: Shay, quit following me. , . f Second drunk: I can t. Im gom shame plash© you are. First drunk: Where? Second drunk: I dunno 1 Thash why I’m followin’ you. The flapper is a girl who tries to shock others, but generally succeeds only in shocking herself. It is unfair to use the head in the affairs of the heart. It is unjust to judge a lover by his faithfulness. Woman is not a sphinx without a secret, as somebody has said. She is a sphinx with many secrets. When a woman nowadays begins to look 3 r ounger than her daughter, it is a sure sign that she is old. Business man (to caller): Let’s play the game called building and loan. Commercial traveller: How do you play that? Business man: You get to blazes out of this building and leave me alone. Dear sir, allow me to applaud The City Council, - Tramway Board, For though deprived of Godley plot Are* they downhearted ? Rather not! Thev’re firmly rooted in the Square, And soon may build four shelters there; So ere they’ve had their little fun We’ll wish we’d left them there with one. All/ through the Square the tramcars moan, A Square split up with safety zone; And here and there among it all The fish, the flesh, the ice-cream stall. A room for waiting tramway men, A moving tool shed now and then— When they have settled in the Square There’ll' be no tranquil beauty there. as in mSE ® S 3 ®EB® SB S ffi ffi ®® ®®El 0