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Pat was busy on a road working with his coat off. There were two Englishmen laboring on the same road, so they decided to have a joke with the Irishman. They painted a donkey's head on the back of Pat's coat, and watched to see him put it on. Pat, of course, saw the donkey's head on his coat, and, turning to the Englishmen, said:
"Which of yez wiped your face on me coat?"
A district leader went to Sea Girt, in 1912, to see the Democratic candidate for President. In the course of an animated conversation, the leader, noticing that Governor Wilson's eyegla.s.ses were perched perilously near the tip of his nose remarked: "Your gla.s.ses, Governor, are almost on your mouth."
"That's all right," was the quick response. "I want to see what I'm talking about."
According to the London _Globe_ two Germans were halted at the French frontier by the customs officers. "We have each to declare three bottles of red wine," said one of the Germans to the _douaniers_. "How much to pay?"
"Where are the bottles?" asked the customs man.
"They are within!" laughed the Teuton making a gesture.
The French _douanier_, unruffled, took down his tariff book and read, or pretended to read: "Wines imported in bottles pay so much, wines imported in barrels pay so much, and wines _en peaux d'ane_ pay no duty.
You can pa.s.s, gentlemen."
A small boy was hoeing corn in a sterile field by the roadside, when a pa.s.ser-by stopped and said:
"'Pears to me your corn is rather small."
"Certainly," said the boy; "it's dwarf corn."
"But it looks yaller."
"Certainly; we planted the yaller kind."
"But it looks as if you wouldn't get more than half a crop."
"Of course not; we planted it on halves."
REPORTING
_See_ Journalism; Newspapers.
REPUBLICAN PARTY
The morning after a banquet, during the Democratic convention in Baltimore, a prominent Republican thus greeted an equally well-known Democrat:
"I understand there were some Republicans at the banquet last night."
"Oh, yes," said the Democrat genially, "one waited on me."
REPUTATION
Popularity is when people like you; and reputation is when they ought to, but really can't.--_Frank Richardson_.
RESEMBLANCES
Senator Blackburn is a thorough Kentuckian, and has all the local pride of one born in the blue-gra.s.s section of his State. He also has the prejudice against being taken for an Indianian which seems inherent in all native-born Kentuckians. While coming to Congress, several sessions ago, he was approached in the Pullman coach by a New Yorker, who, after bowing politely to him, said:
"Is not this Senator Blackburn of Indiana?"
The Kentuckian sprang from his seat, and glaring at his interlocutor exclaimed angrily:
"No, sir, by ----. The reason I look so bad is I have been sick!"
"Every time the baby looks into my face he smiles," said Mr. Meekins.
"Well," answered his wife, "it may not be exactly polite, but it shows he has a sense of humor."
Mark Twain constantly received letters and photographs from men who had been told that they looked like him. One was from Florida, and the likeness, as shown by the man's picture, was really remarkable so remarkable, indeed, that Mr. Clemens sent the following acknowledgment:
"My Dear Sir: I thank you very much for your letter and the photograph. In my opinion you are certainly more like me than any other of my doubles. In fact, I am sure that if you stood before me in a mirrorless frame I could shave by you."
NEIGHBOR: "Johnny, I think in looks you favor your mother a great deal."
JOHNNY: "Well. I may look like her, but do you tink dat's a favor?"
RESIGNATION
"Then you don't think I practice what I preach, eh?" queried the minister in talking with one of the deacons at a meeting.
"No, sir, I don't," replied the deacon "You've been preachin' on the subject of resignation for two years an' ye haven't resigned yet."