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... AN AUTHORITY SPEAKS. Citizen: Mr. Greatmann, I hec,rd a curious de bate the other evening. The subject was: Cia l ,, politician be a Christian? What's your oPin i° ? . Mr. Greatmann: He can, but he'll get lickea• UR POWDER PUFF ALWAYS HAN dies find ...
... MRS. BROWN SPEAKS HER MIND You mean young 'umbug, I ses. Shorely, if you take a lady out you can stand 'er a drink. If you think I'm a-goin' to drink out of a bottle you're very much mistaken. Gho , ts or no ghosts, I'm not a-goin' to carry no bottle ...
... Come very close—l must speak low, because one never knows who may listen in on the telephone Ready ? • • • • • Well, my week-end pack consisted of a strong brown leather suit-case, a big black wooden hatbox, and a green canvas hold-all—of course, all ...
... 0./Y~~J..~..__~ You heard me call you ' liar, wastrel, and workshy?' Certainly, but I thought you were speaking of yourself. .. 4 ._ /ft Mg ilk I 7 , —-- ...
... 17. 1923 1 -ox HE BUTLER: I always aim at speaking tne Miss, hr . 1 ! MISS: What a shocking bad shot you must (,111 0 li t lIEtIII ill t ie o3 e t t nu i t , ' the !.. 1 1 lIIHIH ~IIII!,.. q, J:1 ------.1 . ER'S HALF-HOLIDAY. 1 I ...
... /,I', . THE PROFESSOR: Among the other languages your daughter speaks, does she speak Esperanto? THE HOSTESS: Oh, yes, just like a native! )'77 / • 7 CEONPRO P. DOW D . / ~---' ..--- -_—_- ___ , yr ,// 7 r. / i I / pi . ://, \ /., /, / EVELYN: Sis says ...
... what it is. !LOB FOCI Hello! Hello!!--11110 YES, yes, it is Miss Sloper speaking!—Who wants to speak to me? Who? What? Miss Lardi Long•ox ! Oh! her! Oh! well, if she wants to speak, why doesn't she do it, instead of getting you to do it for her? Oh! yes ...
... and before the other man could speak, (;razia confronted him. In the excitement me had quite forgotten her, and even now we did not notice that in one hand she tightly grasped the jewelled dagger from her hair. Speaking with such hesitance at first that ...
... SWEET SEVENTEEN ----,.. 1 -- ~~ My mother bids me bind my hair- - Instructions most unkind; Because it speaks of coming care, And girlhood left behind, :Hr.RSE.RT 0 Q Ni ...
... PAGE FIFTEEN And how long were you a prisoner? Five years, mum. But the war didn't last five years. Who's speaking about the war, mum? Gossip from .;•-; . . - - - ' 1 . .., • - - - .Ar '' L i li, lid, ~ f , 1 _,„. . I/ lii .;i, ,\ 11 ' ~ ...
... PAGE FIVE At this point the prisoner displayed a trifle less sangfroid and moved uneasily in his seat. Speaking at Manchester a week or so ago, proceeded the Chief. you made certain admissions and confessions which threw an unsuspected light on your ...
... was, by that time, calmly chewing my £6 6s. toque: Trampled by an ant? 'How could an—oh: an elephant!! Lardi, do try to speak more distinctly! There is such a lot of difference between an ant and an elephant!) • • No, if you really want to hear about ...