FOREHANDED.
A German shoemaker left the gas turned on in his shop one night, and on arriving in the morning struck a match to light it. There was a terrific explosion and the shoemaker was blown out through the door almost to the middle of the street.
A passerby rushed to his assistance and after helping him to rise inquired if he was injured.
The little German gazed at his place of business, which was now burning quite briskly, and said.
“No, I ain’t hurt. But I got out shust in time, eh.”—What to Eat.