"Did I play him one joke ?" "You know," said T.J."Making him buy those lung-testers of Miss Briggs' when he thought they were fire-extinguishers.

I should say it WAS a joke!" "Sit down," said the mayor; "don't hang on those straps when seats is enough and plenty.

Sit down.

So I joked him, yes ?" "Rather," said the editor, "and Guthrie, too, making him pay that graft." "Sure!" grinned the cobbler.

"I got goot grafts.