They were talking of the war.
“What an age we are living in, to be sure!” said one.
“Yes,” replied the other; “it is the German sauce age.”
SHE KNEW PADDY
When a certain Dublin woman was informed a few days ago that her son had been captured by the Germans with other prisoners, and that he had been put into a chain-gang, she said, with great emotion:—
“Heaven help the man that’s chained to our Paddy.”
HE HAD SMOKED ONE
English Host—“I thought of sending some of these cigars out to the front.”
The Victim—“Good idea! But how can you make certain that the Germans will get them?”