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HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. SATURDAY, JULY 19, 1924 (FEATURE SECTION.

A PAGE

FOR

He Didn't Fit

WHERE DID YOU SAY YOU SOLD

SHOES BEFORE

NO PLACE.

VESSIREE

BALESMAN. $AM

ZLEM-HOWDY » CD.

YOU SAY YOU HAVE BEEN AN EXPERIENCED SHOE SALESMAN FOR YEARS

EXPERIENCED

SHOC

SALESMAN

WATITED

THE

I DONT SEE HOW TH' SAM HILL YOU CAN BE A SHOE SALESMAN AND NOT SELL. SHOES?

SHOE

DEPT

NEITHER LOULD MY LAST BOSS- THASS WHY HE, FIRED ME

18

KIDDIES.

BY SWAN

UNDERWOOD TYPEWRITERS-

PRICEH. K. S112.50. HET.

Weight

In Case

Mininum

Weight.

Maximum

Scrvice.

53/4Lbs.

PORTABLE · MODEL¦

Solo Agenta

DODWELL & CO., LTD.

Queen's Bldgs.

Phona. C. 1030,

MOM'N POP

POR - DID YOU PUT

SURE-I'M CERTAIN

THE CAT OUT ?

I DID!

I DON'T THINK YOU DID

YE-00

By Taylor

I CAN HEAR IT YOWLING!

The Cat's Meow

THEN THE DURN THING MUSTA CRAWLED IN THRU TH' BASEMENT WINDOW?

YEOW

SOUNDS AS THOUGH TH' »L PESKY THING IS IN CHICK'S

BEDROOM -

Yo⋅W⋅R

YOU'R'S TOO LATE.POP THEY JUST FINISHED PLAYING "THE CARS WHISKERS" FROM

W-o-w?

Figure This Out

YES, WHERE

OH, WAS

TILAT YOURS?

IS IT ?

BOOTS AND HER BUDDIES

BOOTS, WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?

MY HORRIBLE OLD ENGLISH BOOK!

WASHINGTON TUBBS I

NOSSIR, YOU SWEPT THE FLOM, WAITED ON I'M NOT TIRED.) TWO CUSTOMERS, AND HINE DONE usly? NOTHING ELSE ALL DAY BUT JUST SIT

YOU OUGHTA BRING A PILLOW WILL YOU TO WORK IND WOULDN'T MALARI OUT THE SEAT OF YOUR PANIS SO SOM

FRECKLES AND HIS FRIENDS

ASH WILLE

1 JUST SAM! SOMETHIN YOU

NEVER SAW!!

I SEEN' LISA "THINGS THÀNH VÀ T KNOW

FLL SAY ONE THING FOR NOW, BUSS YOU CERTAINLY GOT

A SWEFT DIS.

POSITION

BUT 1 BET YOU NEVER SAW A DOG BALL PLAYER, DID

YA NOW?

SWEET LIVE GRAPEFRUKT EVERY TIME (OUNK OF THE DAY I HIRED YOU W

WORK FOR ME

GREAT JENOSEPHAT~THERE YOU GO EATING ANOTHER APPLE! THE ONLY THING YOURE GOOD FOR IS TO ADVER- TINE TO THE CUSTOMERS WHAT GOOD FRUTT I SELL BY ETERNALLY EATING MY APPLES-LOUGISTA TIE A PINK RIBBON ON YOU AN' PUT YOU ON EXIBITION

IN THE SHOW WINDOW.

Tag Makes a Discovery

6'WAN' WHO EVER TOL YOU AT DOG'S

PLAY BASE

BALL?

NO BOD! TOLD ME - BUT I SAW ONS UP

TH STREET A WAYS- MEESE HE'LL COME BY

AERE AN THEN YOULL SEE KUM

AW-WHATS BATIN' YOU? YOU TALK UKE A

FISH

JAYLOR

I DUNNO -

I HAVEN'T

·SEEN IT?

EYEOW

By Martin

By Crane

I THOUGHT I HAD AN INDUSTRIOUS COWORKER WHEN YOU BEGAN - NOT A TORTOISE WITH SLEEPING SICKNEST AN THE APPETITE OF A FAMISHED L. HIPPOPOTAKUJ, BUT I WAS CERTAINLY A FOOL.WIER I PICKED YOU I CERTAINLY PLUCKEDA BOUQUET

OF BOILED ONIONS!

Exant

SEE SEE! DIDN'T

7 TELL YA? TIL BET

HES À DOG

CATCHER!

BY BLOSSER

FUNNY STORIES.

HE KNEW.

A little boy repeatedly arrivod, late at school.

One day the beadmaster said to him, "The next time you are lato I'd like, you to bring an exonse from your fathor'

"I don't want to bring an oxoUSO from father," said the boy.

"Why not?"

"He's no good at them. Mother always finds him out."

THE REASON,

Mother (at a ball)—“Aro you enjoying yourself, dear?"

Daughter "No, I'm not." "What is the matter?" "I've refused Gorgo six dances running, and ho doesn't boom miserable a bit.

HAD TO BE

"So you want to be my son-in- law, do you? asked the old man, with as much fierceness as be could assume.

"Well," said the young man: "I don't want to, but I suppose I'll have to be if I marry your daughter."

THE RIGHT ORDER. Sergeant Rooney noticed that one of his squad had nëëlected to wash the back of his neck,

"Hi, youl" bo called to the culprit.

Right-about face, and look at yourself!"

HE WANTED TO KNOW. Dr. Bill (meeting former →→ patient) "Ab, good morning, Mr. Jones. How do you feeling this morning ?"

Mr. Jones "Dootor, does it cost anything if I tell you?"

TAKING NO RISKS. "Now, look 'ore, young man," said the pork packer to the artist, "I want you to paint my ploture so as I know it's me, but nobody oles couldn't toll."-Daily Ex- presa.

THE RIGHT TYPE. Your credentials aro satisfac tory," said the manufacturer to

the youthful applicant.

you a grandinether?."

No, sir."

"Any dear old aunt 7"

"No, sir."

Έξανε

"Or any other rolatives who

might die during the 1024 basó-

ball season ? "

"No, sir."

“You'll do, Como in to-morrow - for work-Life.

-BLASE YOUTH:

Modern Child (at childron's party) I say, old thing, this lomonade le frightfully under proof Passing Show.

ПАСТОСЕН

For

Your

BABY

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