Our Journalistic Sleuths.
"The circumstances under which the deceased came by his death are shrouded in mystery. From the gun shot wounds it is surmised that he either shot himself or somebody had shot him."—Indian Paper.
"Would Persons present in Restaurant in Shiprow on Saturday Night, when dispute arose with regard to sixpence, please communicate with No. 798 Express Office?"
Scotch Paper.
Who heard the bang?
[Week-end hostesses are now giving "Lend-a-hand" parties, at which every guest is expected to do some household service.]
Wife. "I'm asking Dolly Ditchwater this week-end. Bit dull, but she doesn't drop the china."
Husband. "Don't forget Bertie Bunt. Bit of a bounder, but he's an ace at cleaning boots."