At Homburg-v.-d.-H.—Colonel Twister (in the hotel smoking-room). Yes! I once played a game of pool at Senecarabad, holding the cue in my teeth, and captured all the loot!
Captain Longbow. Pooh! That's nothing! About a month ago I matched myself at shell-out against Fred Fandango, and clutching the cue between my toes, walked in lying on my back!
Colonel Twister (taken unawares). But how the deuce did you manage to see the table?
Captain Longbow. See the table? Why, had the cloth lighted with Röntgen rays, of course! Saw through the slate!
[The Colonel abruptly says "Good Night" to the company, and leaves for Schlangenbad next morning.
Force Of Habit.—Recently two bankers met abroad. They at once began to compare notes.
New Name for Sea-Sickness.—Mal de Little Mary.