MISS PRITTIKID--"But, father, he is a man you can trust."
HER PA--"Gracious, girl; what I want is one I can borrow from."
BOSTON
MR. PENN--"They say the streets in Boston are frightfully crooked."
MR. HUBB--"They are. Why, do you know, when I first went there I could
hardly find my way around."
"That must be embarrassing."
"It is. The first week I was there I wanted to get rid of an old cat
we had, and my wife got me to take it to the river a mile away."
"And you lost the cat all right?"
"Lost nothing! I never would have found my way home if I hadn't
followed the cat!"
Owing to the war a distinguished Boston man, deprived of his summer
trip to Europe, went to the Pacific coast instead. Stopping off at
Salt Lake City, he strolled about the city and made the acquaintance
of a little Mormon girl.
"I'm from Boston," he said to her. "I suppose you do not know where
Boston is?"
"Oh, yes, I do," answered the little girl eagerly. "Our Sunday-school
has a missionary there."
The motorist was a stranger in Boston's streets. It was evening. A man
approached.
"Sir," said he, "your beacon has ceased its functions."
"What?" gasped the astonished driver.
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