The Graphic Funny Leaf

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXVI, Issue 6, 10 February 1906, Page 64

The Graphic Funny Leaf

THE LIMITATIONS OF FAME. “And what are you’’’ “Oh. I’m the wicket-keeper.” "Then why aren’t you busy taking the gate-money’”—"Punch

NEEDED THEM IN HIS BUSINESS. Miss Gotrox: Nearly all my admirer" think I should be able to get tips from you on the market. Gotrox: Encourage them in that belief, my dear. It won’t be long before I’ll be ready to unload the stock I’m carrying.

FORGOT TO MENTION IT. "Have you seen Professor Gabbleton, the scientist, lately?’’ "Yes. I listened to him for more than an hour at the club last night.” “Indeed! What was he talking about?” “He didn’t say.” LOQUACIOUS. Lawson: What did your wife say to you when you got home last night? Dawson: Say! She said an eighteenvolume encyclopedia!

USEFUL. Her Father: Was your French of any use to you while in Paris! Dolly: Oh, yes; when I tried to talk it* they thought I was a Poitugtie e. and di hi t charge me half as much as they do Americans.

AS USUAL. Editor: Hello! Is this the hosptal? Doctor: Yes. "Has Fred Bunker, a wealthy bichelor, been injured and taken there?” ’’Yes.” "What will be the outcome of his in juries?” “Not certain, but probably he'll marry the nurse.”

“Isn’t she sweet?” "Yes, indeed —a hummer.” “Cut me once, you know.” “I recollect, you felt the sting of unrequited love.” “Exactly. Had she accepted me I’d been in clover.”