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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XLVIII, Issue 11, 11 September 1912, Page 72

His mother hopes he’ll grow up to b» a bird of I’aradbe. II." faih-r, that he ll be a mighty eagle. But the rhanm are that he’ll be nothing l»ut a i hijiii hi robin after alb

‘ Whit becoyiie of that fellow Tweedleer’ “Oh, he opened a shop.” ‘l>oing •well?” "No— -doing time. He was caught ia the act.” l»vlle— Hut do you think you ami I »ck are. suited to each other? Nell—Oh, perfectly! Our tastes >re quite similar, i don’t care very much him, and he doesn’t 'are very much for me. Hicks—How do you happen to be going fishing on Friday? I thought y»u believed Friday was an unlucky day. Wicks—Well, I always have, but it occurred to me this morning that perhaps it would be unhicky for the fish. What particularly pin lies is the cost of living on the salary you actually get. up to the salary which your wife wishes the neighbours io believe your services command.

Agony of Mr. Isaacstein. who had purchased a guinea ticket for the Olympia Costume Ball, and could not get the beastly visor over his nose 1 ‘’Harry proposed last night’ . I was so ” "I knew be would. I played a joke on him.” ‘’What!” ”1 told him you would inherit a fortune when you came of age.”