a quarter."
"All right!" exclaimed the youth, who forthwith ran to a neighboring
trough and made his ablutions.
When he returned Paderewski held out the quarter, which the boy took but
immediately handed back, saying:
"Here, Mister, you take it yourself and get your hair cut."
ON DUTY ELSEWHERE
An Irish soldier had lost an eye in battle, but was allowed to continue
in the service on consenting to have a glass eye in its place. One day,
however, he appeared on parade without his artificial eye.
"Nolan," said the officer, "you are not properly dressed. Why is your
artificial eye not in its place?"
"Sure, sir," replied Nolan, "I left it in me box to keep an eye on me
kit while I'm on parade."
THE KAISER'S LAST WORD
Arthur Train, the novelist, put down a German newspaper at the Century
Club, in New York, with an impatient grunt.
"It says here," he explained, "that it is Germany who will speak the
last word in this war."
Then the novelist laughed angrily and added:
"Yes, Germany will speak the last word in the war, and that last word
will be '_Kamerad!_'"
A REVISED CLASSIC--THE SLEEPING BEAUTY
When the Prince entered the enchanted castle he noticed about it an air
of unusual quiet, as if there were a meeting of the American Peace
Society.
"Everybody is asleep," he muttered. "There isn't a single defense gun
mounted on a parapet. I don't believe there is a rifle on the premises.
No ammunition, either."
Walking rapidly upstairs, he saw a couple of servants lying prone.
"This reminds me of the time I lived in the suburbs," he continued.
Entering one of the sleeping-rooms, he discovered the celebrated beauty,
sound asleep, in the four-poster.
"This must be a frame-up," he observed. "I see it all. If I wake her up,
I shall have to marry her."
He was about to pass down the stairs, when a voice stopped him.
"Well, why not?" said the voice. "The young woman has not received a
modern education. She cannot drive a motor, play bridge, insist upon
your going to the most fashionable restaurant and ordering eight
dollars' worth of worthless imitation food, dance like a fiend, and
spend money generally like the manager of an international war. She's
been asleep so long that she might be just the one you want."
"By Jove!" exclaimed the Prince. "And to think I might have gone off
without her!" So saying, he did the proper thing.
SPECIALLY ENDOWED
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