He laughed all the way home, and when he arrived there he tried to tell the joke to his wife, saying that he had been down in the court-house, and they were trying a case, and there was a witness wanted who didn’t turn up, and her name was Mary Mony, and so the judge said, “We’ll adjourn without Mary Mony—“ Ha, ha, ha!
And then his wife said she didn’t see anything funny in that, and he said, “I know it, I know it. I didn’t at first either. But you will in about five minutes.”
“Say, Jenks, old boy,” said one man to another on the street, “here’s a good one: What’s the difference between me and a donkey?”
“Well—what is the difference?”
“Measuring by my eye, I should say it was about three feet.”
Jenks, thinking that too good to be lost, carried it home to his wife. “Say, Maria,” said he, “what’s the difference between me and a donkey?” And the cruel woman with a merry laugh answered, “Not a particle of difference!”
A PROMISING BUSINESS BOY
That was certainly a very enterprising Chicago lad who was found selling tickets to the children in his neighborhood, at a nickel apiece, the tickets entitling the holder to view the eclipse from his mother’s back yard.