MRS. WILLIS--"You must be mistaken. I was talking with Mrs. Highflier
only yesterday."

WILLIS--"Well. I was talking with the mortgagee only this
morning."--_Puck_.


In a certain home-missionary movement every participant was to
contribute a dollar that she had earned herself by hard work. The
night of the collection of the dollars came, and various and droll
were the stories of earning the money. One woman had shampooed
hair, another had made doughnuts, another had secured newspaper
subscriptions, and so on.

The chairman turned to a handsome woman in the front row.

"Now, madam, it is your turn," he said. "How did you earn your
dollar?"

"I got it from my husband," she answered.

"Oh!" said he. "From your husband? There was no hard work about that."

The woman smiled faintly.

"You don't know my husband," she said.


"Before we were married, you used to send around a dozen roses every