BY THE WAY.

Star (Christchurch), Volume LXVI, Issue 20632, 5 June 1935, Page 5

BY THE WAY.

Some Collections and Reflections. BY ONE OF THE BOYS. Cycle thefts in Christchurch amounl to 1000 a year. This proves that theftj run in cycles. A wireless beam may be sent to the moon. Is there to be no peace any where ? Old Lady (to Old Tar) : “ Excuse me—do those tattoo marks wash off?’ Old Tar: “I can’t say, lady.” Smith: “Do you remember when a girl was proud of having a wasp-like waist?” Jones: “I ought to remember it. That was when I got stung.” Farmer: “How’s Lawyer Jones do ing, doctor?” Doctor: “Poor fellow he’s lying at death’s door.” Farmer: “ That’s grit for ye. At death’s door, an’ still lying ! ” “ Jones,” said the teacher, “ just take this sentence: ‘ The car was travelling at sixty miles an hour.’ Can you parse it?” “No, sir,” responded Jones; “but my Dad's car could.” Binks used to be a great outdoor man and all-round sport. Is he reconciled to married life?” “ I think so. I called on him recently and found him sifting ashes through an old tennis racquet.” A woman from the city was spending the summer in a small town, and one day, while doing her marketing, she asked the butcher how he happened to choose his business. He hesitated a moment, and then: “Well, I don’t know," he answered, “ but I always was fond of animals.” He was small ~nd looked henpecked, and was being examined for life insurance. “ You don’t dissipate, do you?” asked the doctor. “ You’re not a fast liver, or a heavy drinker, or anything of that sort?” The little man hesitated for some moments, and then replied nervously: “I sometimes —er — chew a little gum.”