Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 28, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 February 1917 — SOME SMILES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

SOME SMILES

Power of Will. Hojax—There goes Mrs. Jimjones. They say she married Jimjones to reform him, and has succeeded by mere force of will. Tomdlx —But she’s such a frail little thing! How did she manage it? Hojax—By giving him to understand that if he didn’t brace up and do better she would will her money to charity.

Friendly Comment.

“Yes,” said the new 1 y - elected freighnmyer, as he lighted his trusty -old pipe, “it was a case of love at first sight for mine.” “Well, it’s too ' bad,” rejoined his old bachelor friend, “that you didn’t have time to take a second look.”

Fresh Roasted. “What are you doing, my pretty maid?” “Gathering chestnuts, sir,” she said. Smilingly he watched h?r' saucy capers. Gathering them from the funny papers. A Hurried Manner. “Now, this naturalist tells Us that ' we never heard of a squirrel worry- ~ ■ Ing himself tp death?” “Perhaps not, but I’ve seen squirrels in revolving cages that, seemed to have something on their minds.” ~

Asked and Answered.

Mrs. Newed — Why don’t you get your life insured, my dear? Newed afraid people might say 1 was too coward 1 y to take chances on your COOking. That’s why.

Getting Paw on a String, W4lUe— Say. paw, will you buy me a nickel’s worth of fly paper? p aw _What do you want with fly ..paper, my son? Willie —To make a kite. • Smith—Old man Green was forced to start his son in business. ——- Jones—Forced to? Smith —Yes; he couldn’t induce anyone to pay him a salary, • Our Sawed-Off Sermon. A woman says there is no accounting for taste, but a man can merely always account for that dark brown taste he has the morning after the night before. As Others See Us. . ' Upson—l understand that young Sllmkins is a great social light, ’ Downing—Your understanding is doubtlessly correct. He weighs only 110 pounds. Quid Pro Quo. *1 won’t buy my husband any more cheep cigars for a Christmas present” “Why? Hid he give them away?” “No; he bought me a box of those horrid cheap chocolates.” 5