Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 237, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 October 1918 — ON THE FUNNY SIDE [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

ON THE FUNNY SIDE

Good Tuma. Patience —In older Japanese theaters the scene was changed by revolving the whole stage on a turntable, bringing into view the scene the stagehands had been working on during the playing of the previous act Patrice —And in case of an encore the whole stage, had to be turned again, I suppose? “Oh, yes; then, as now, one good •turn’ deserved another.” Cold Comfort “Why did she break off the engagement?” “It was this way. When he was leaving for France she said, ‘lf you are wounded, Henry, promise me that you won’t fall In love with your nurse.*” _/‘And of course he swore he would resist the most beauteous maiden who ever graced a hospital?” “No. He merely said he would do his best” Not Impressed. “I was out motoring with Scrlbson, the poet, the other day and we passed a farmhouse that had fallen Into ruins. It was such a sad travesty of a home that Scrlbson was on the verge of tears at beholding it.” “WeUt Weill” said the man who has no sentiment in his soul. “Did Scrlbson own the place?”

Paternal Modesty. “Are you advising your son in regard to his future?" “No,” replied the up-to-date father. “My boy is so confident that' he’s going to be a Napoleon of finance some day I don’t feel that a man in my position who has merely .accumulated a few hundred thousands could offer any advice worth taking.” FATHER’S DILEMMA.

“I see your girl has a beau.” “Yes, and I don’t know just how to handle the mutt. Shall Ibe friendly with him and lose my dignity, or should I hold myself aloof and be considered an old grouch?” The Joy Rider. He burns up gasoline with glee, His time and purse bestowing, And no spot ever seems to be The place where he was going. An Oft-Told Tale. “What’s going on here?” “Some of Dubwaite’s facetious friends are hold a little celebration.” “A birthday party?” “In a way. They are commemorating the anniversary of Dubwaite’s favorite anecdote.” One Way. “So this is Sagebrush? I don’t see how a man makes a living in such * desolate place.” “Well, there’s politics everywhere, my friend?’ The Better Way. “Some men take life hard, like Atla* with the wdrld on his shoulders.”

“Well?” “Others remind me of the debonair performer who stands on a globe and trundles it in any direction he likes.” Caught the Wrong Fish. Mrs. Wood by-Young—You wouldn’t suppose that I had a son at Mgh school* would you?”< Mr. Blunt—-No, indeed. I had an Idea that all your children must be through college by this time. Too Serious. In a case of assault by a husband on his wife, the injured woman was reluctant to prosecute. “Til lave him to God, yer honor,” shei said. - .. “Oh, dear, no,” said the judge. “It* far too serious a matter for that." No Need to Listen. “I suppose it is a great deprivation to your deaf friend not to be able to go to the theater.” “Oh, she can go to moving picture* and grand opera." ,