“‘Here, Miggs,’ he said, ‘here is that ten dollars I’ve been owin’ you for so long.’”
BUT DID CHARLEY TELL IT?
“Charley, dear,” said young Mrs. Torkins, “I have thought up a witticism for you to tell at the club.”
“Do I have to tell it?”
“Of course not. But you’ll miss a great chance if you don’t. It’s this: Baseball players ought to be put into the navy instead of the army. Go on; ask me ‘Why?’”
“Why?”
“So that they can steal submarine bases.”
LONG-DISTANCE FAREWELL
The word came that a company of soldiers in an Eastern camp would leave the next morning on a transport for France. One soldier came from Portland, Ore. Quickly he went to the public telephone pay station and put in a call for his mother. For an hour he paced back and forth before that booth, and then came the word “Portland is on the wire.” Slowly but impressively this boy in khaki dropped one hundred 25-cent pieces in the slot, and for a precious five minutes that boy heard his mother’s voice and she heard the good-by of her boy. Then, dripping wet from the nervous strain, he ran for his barracks to get ready for France and the trenches.