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Testimonial to Mr. Hugh Edwards…

Prestatyn Licensing Sessions.

FUN AND FANCY.

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FUN AND FANCY. Mr. Bach: "I suppose you find that a baby brightens up the house." Mr. Benedict: Yes; we bum nearly twice the gas we used to." "Dad!" "Yes, my son." "Wiiat iff a brunette?" "Why, a brunette, my boy, is a woman who becomes tired of being a blonde." Dechard's tailor (forcing his way into the house): "Sir, I want my money." lkchnrd: "You relieve me; I thought it was mine you were after." "What is a nib?" asked a little girl of four years. "Oh, I know!" said Dick; "it is that thing that there isn't when you buy a pen." Author: "In my new novel the hero is convicted of crime." Publidler:" Nothing new in that idea." Author: "Ah, but he's guilty." Edyth: "They say that Percy Fcatherly is losing his mind." Mayme: "Poor fellow! Ho'll be lucky if he doesn't lose any more than that." Jim: "How d'yer like yer new teacher?" Tommy: "She's the worst we ever had. She wears smoked glasses, so yer can't tell which way she's Jookin.' Mother: "Never put off till to-morrow what you can do to-day, Willie." Willie "Well, mamma, let's eat up the rest of the cake to-night." Woman Lawyer: "What is your age?" Woman Witness: "I Was born in the same year as yourself." Woman Lawyer: Wit- ness excused." Mr. Nurich (engaging valet): "I warn you that frequently I am exceedingly ill-tem- pered and gruff." Valet (cheerfully): "That's all right, sir; so am I!" A little dog was trembling with faar at the high wind. Little Polly put her arms round it, saying: "Don't be afraid, Fido; all the hairs of your head are numbered." District Visitor: "Well, Mrs. Brown, and how are you to-day?" Mrs. Brown: "Oh, miss, I do fed that bad. The doctor says I've got the nervous nobility" (debility). Wrightson: "Scribbler says he's had an- other story accepted. Do you think he writes good fiction 1" Pennington: "No, he doesn't write good fiction; he talks it." "My husband, Jane," said her mistress proudly, "is a colonel in the Mliitia." "I thought as much, ma'am," said Jane. "He has a fine malicious look, ma'am!" Miss Giddygirl: "Oh, girls, what do von think? When I was out to-day I saw a orange man who looked just as if he was going to kiss me. I never ran so fast in my life." Chorus: "Did you catch him?" He: "The other day I saw quite an inter- esting, educated prig She: "Oh, of course, I suppose-" He: "Don't say it! You were going to say I looked in the glass, weren't you?" She: "Not at all. I don't consider you interesting or educated." Mother: "I shall tell your father to-night when he comes home. You've been fighting again!" Bobby: "Please don't tell him, mother. I'm sore enough now without hav- ing to go through another tussle with father 1" Magistrate (to burglar): "Look here, my man, if you don't mend your ways you are sure to come to grief. What made you take to such a miserable line of business?" Pri- soner The business is good enough, only between your honour and the police it ha been ruined." "Mr. Jonesmith isn't said the maid at the door. "Will you leave your name?" "011, no," replied Professor Absentmind. "You see, I may need it myself before I see him again." Little Ethel: "Mamma, I wish you'd wash Willie Prettie's face." Mamma: "The idea! Ho's a neighbour's little boy. I have nothing to do with him." Little Ethel. "But I have. We've become engaged, and I want to kiss him." "It was like this," said tfye householder. "Just as the three burglars crawled in at the kitchen window, the clock struck one, and-" "Excuse me," said the amateur detective, "but which one of the three did the clock strike?" Doctor: "Just place this thermometer under your tongue, Mrs. Henpeck, and keep your lips closed tightly." Mr. Henpeck (after a few minutes of speechless delight) "What will you take for that instrument, doctor?" W Parent: "My wife and I were particularly gratified over a letter received from our boy the other day announcing that he leads his class." Headmaster: yes. The boys march into class in alphabetical order." "Did you fall down, my dear?" asked the sympathetic old gentleman after a. little girl had slipped on a piece of orange skin. "Sir," rejoined the small mies, "do I look as if I would prove an exception to the long- established law of gravitation?" He was a noble lord, and he was in a great rage with one of his page boys. "It is in- tolerable!" he exclaimed. "Are you an idiot or am I?" "Oh! my lord," replied James, with humility, anxious to appease the great man, "I am sure you wouldn't keep a servant who was an idiot." Sharpe: "Excuse me, old man, but do you happen to know if this year's sovereigns are issued from the Mint yet?" Mug: "Come to think of it, I don't" suppose they are." Sharpe: "I was afraid they were not; still, one of the old ones will do, if you could lend it to me for a few days." "I am writing an article," he said, "on 'The Way to Manage a Woman. "I sup- pose it will be a long one," she replied, in a slightly scornful tone. "No," he answered, "it will be quite short. In fact., it will con- sist of only two words—' Don't try

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