AT THE WEEDING.

New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XVII, Issue 968, 24 September 1908, Page 22

AT THE WEEDING.

“Who’s going to give the bride away?” “ The newspaper.”

“One has more respect for the ‘dry’ who was born so, and never had a generous impulse in his life, and never knew the blessing of a good, hearty laugh, or the pleasure of associating with a man with good red blood in his veins. The dry, who is dry for business or political reasons,

who proclaims that he is dry, and winks when he says it, is like the man on the car, when these present were telling what States they lived in. Each was lauding his State, and was proud of it. Finally they asked the last man where he lived, and he looked around, smiled, and said, ‘I am from Missouri. Now, laugh, darn you!’.”—Geo. W. Peck. Barber: You certainly need a haircut.

Customer: Yes. Been away. Hair in bad shape, eh? “Fierce. Must have been in the country.” “Yep.” “Cut by a farmer?” “That’s right.” “He certainly didn’t know the business.” “That’s so.” “Where was it done?” X, “You diid it before I went.” » 9 w ‘ ■ “You say the victim was shot in the head?” queried the coroner. “Yes, sir,” replied the witness. “Previous to the shooting had there been any trouble or threats that would have led the victim to expect the shot?” “No, sir; I don’t think such a thing ever entered his head before.”