Height of Piety
Out in San Francisco is a Scotch woman who is so religious that she will not give the children medicine on Saturday night for fear it will work on Sunday.
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Our idea of tough luck is to work for your board and then lose your appetite.
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I asked her why she wore socks and she said they were not socks; that they were stockings, and she had water on the knee which caused her stockings to shrink.
I suppose her bobbed hair was caused by water on the brain.
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Every young man believes in the advice “Begin at the Bottom” when looking over the feminine parade down the street.
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My father was killed in a feud.
I never would ride in one of those cheap cars.
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Another suitor won her Hand, but I am trying to win her Back.
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