"This is a sloe meeting," as one husband remarked to another at the tea fight which their wives had compelled them to attend.
—Judy.
Accounting for the Edition.
Enthusiastic Friend—Ah, how d'do, Charlie? Gone into literature, I see. Quite a book of yours. I bought a copy yesterday.
Author (thoughtfully)—Now, if I could only find out who bought the other copy!
—N. Y. Evening Sun.