“Say, boss, I’s got ter raise five cents for chewin’ gum, even if I has to put me child in hock.”
TEN CENTS’ WORTH.
Consuelo (reading): “The viz-count entered the apartment with a languid h’air, and puffed his cigaroot with wiolence. ‘Air you alone?’ he inkwired in a nongshallnot manner of the countiss. She rose from the turkeys otterman with a diluted nostril, her eyes flashed with a fire which almost consoomed their lids, and shakin’ her jewilled left hand in the viz-count’s face, she gave a majestic sweep with her right foot an’ lef’ the room.”
Omnes: “My!”
WHEN THE THERMOMETER IS MELTING IN THE SHADE.
“Oh! But this is bully; it’s more coolin’ than ice-cream, an’ makes me feel better ’n pink leminade does!”
A LIFE SAVER.