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Bf le Sawee She Wcls, Too

Two ladies of the neighborhood had come to call on a newcomer and were met at the door by a very little girl, who ushered them into the living room, asked them to be seated, told them that her mama would be down at once, and then sat down gravely to entertain them in the mean_ time.

One of the ladies said to the other, guardedly, .,She's not very p-r-e-t-t-y, is she?"

And the little girl cut in with: .,No, she's not very p-r-e-t-t-y, but she's awful s-m-a-r-t."

AFesio Door Hosfs 3OO of Open House

(Continued from page 30) signed our new. general offices-doirrg a bangup job, too.,'

The colorful job they clid features att the beautiful'woocl products .us.ed by tl-re lirm in the mar-rufacture of its prod_ ucts. And the efficient layout of floor space covers the last detail in modern arcl.ritecture

During the.past 10 years this progressive concern has lllcreasecl lts buslness ntore than 100 times ar.rd, from all indications, ar.rother expansion story .rvill be due before too long, because both the livestock -an<l cloor business are booming at Artesia Door Company.

A Good Resson

A boy was buying a seat to a movie in the middle of the afternoon. The box office.man asked:

"Why aren't you at school?"

"It's all right, Sir," said the kid earnestly. "I've got the measles."

Hidden Rooms

Within my heart are hidden rooms' To which I hold the key; And even those who love me best Can't wander there with me. The doors of love that dreaming built, I open if I choose, And find within the Portals there, Romance I never lose.

And when my rendezvous is done, I'm loath to turn the key

Upon the hidden little rooms, Within the heart of me.

Hilda Butler Farr.

No Understonding

The recent widow called at the ofEce of the life insurance company to collect the money due on her recent husband's policy. The officer of the company wanted to seem sympathetic, so he said:

"Mrs. Jones, I am very, very sorry about your husband's death."

"That's just like you men," said the widow; "you never like to see a woman make a little money."

A Weover

I am a weaver of golden cloth' Singing old songs, I weave A fabric to wrap round a thousand dreams, When the long blue shadows leave.

The smile of a girl in organdY, The touch of a small white hand, A winding road in NormandY Where tall white birches stand.

The path of a tear that traced a way Down a cheek I could have kissed; The starlight of a night in MaY' Red lips and meadow mist.

These things are golden; I weave them, Mindless of Pattern or form, Into the fragrant cloth of gold That keeps my old dreams warm.

Simple

"How do iootball players ever get clean after a game on a muddy field?"

"Silln what do you think they have scrub teams for?"

Dunces to Geniuses

Charles Darwin could never learn a language.

Napoleon was number 42 in his class; yet we do not know the name of any of the 41 who were ahead of him.

Sir Isaac Newton was next to the lowest in his form. He failed in geometry because he did not do his problems in the way the book said he should.

George Eliot learned to read with great difficulty, and gave no promise of youthful brilliance.

James Russell Lowell was suspended from Harvard for complete indolence.

Oliver Goldsmith was at the foot of his class.

Emerson was a dunce in mathematics.

James Watt, the inventor of the steam engine, was a very poor scholar. And most of the math wizards of youth are not heard of in later life.

The Secrefqry Ouit

"Dear Boss: I am tired. I'm quitting this game; My head has gone dizzy, my back has gone lame, My seat is all calloused, my hands patalyzed From taking dictation. God help my poor eyes.

"I've finished.the brief in the Worcester case, A sloppy memento of this awful pace. The writ of attachment was served on the bank; Defendant just called and he thinks it's a prank.

"Miss Pewster was in and she asked that you phone, Your wife's raising hell, says she's too much alone. The stamps are all gone and you need a new chair; Your nails could stand trimming; remember your hair.

"I cleaned out the bottles and cigarette buts; You need a new steno, for this one's gone nuts."

Too Smqll

Texas is 212 times as big as Rhode Island. A Texas soldier who was stationed in Rhode Island for a short time, said he was very glad when he was moved away. He explained that every time he went for a morning stroll, he ended up outside the state.

The Lqment

There ain't no nothing much no more' And nothing ain't no use to me; fn vain I've paced this lonely shore, Since I have saw the last of thee. I seen a ship upon the deeP, And signaled this here fond lament, I haven't did a thing but weep Since thou hast went.