  Rice and prunes a household journal Called the chief of household boons; Hence my mother cooks diurnal Rice and prunes. Therefore on successive noons, Sombre fruit and snowy kernel Woo reluctant forks and spoons. As the ear, when leaves are vernal, Wearies of the blackbird's tunes, So we weary of eternal Rice and prunes. leaf symbol Never Speak in a HurryThe Hospitable Jones. Yes, we're in the same old place, where you dined with us last year. By the bye, old man, I wish you and your wife would come and take pot-luck with us again on the—— The Impulsive Brown (in the eagerness of his determination never again to take pot-luck with the Joneses). My dear fellow! So sorry! But we're engaged on the—a—on the—er—on th-th-that evening! Poor Jones (pathetically). Well, old man, you might have given me time just to name the day. WHO PAYS THE PIPER CALLS THE TUNE "WHO PAYS THE PIPER CALLS THE TUNE"Johnnie (to waiter). "Aw—you're the boss—head waiter, eh?" Waiter. "Yessir." Johnnie. "Ah, well, just—ah—send up to your orchestra chaps, and tell 'em I really can't eat my dinner to that tune." A Last Resource A Last Resource.—A happy and independent bachelor finds himself suddenly disappointed of his Christmas party in the country; he has ordered nothing at home, has given his cook and man-servant leave to invite their friends; his intimate companions are out of town, and, on arriving at his club, he is informed by the hall porter that "there is no dinner to-night, as the servants are having a party." Only one resource, a hotel, or dinner at a restaurant, all alone! The very Latest Discovery The very Latest Discovery.—Amateur Astronomical Student (returning home, after attending scientific bachelor dinner, where "the reported discovery of a new Satellite of Saturn" has been warmly discussed). "Where am I? Letsh shee—(considering)—Earth's got one moon. Mars's got five moo—Jup'tush nine—I shee two moons. Then—where am I?" EFFECT OF GOOD CHEER ON OPPOSITE TEMPERAMENTSAspect of Jones and Smith at two different stages of the same sumptuous repast. At the Celestial RestaurantCustomer (indignantly). Hi! waiter, what do you call this soup? Waiter (meekly). I not know, sir, but ze padrone tell me to describe 'im cocks-tail! leaf symbol "The Coming Man."—A waiter. So very Conscientious So very Conscientious!—Master of the House. "Why, Jenkins, what on earth is the matter with you? Aren't you ashamed of yourself?" Butler (with great deliberation), "Well, shir—if you pleashe, shir—itsh not quite my fault. You told me to taste every bottle of wine before dinner, in cashe one should be corked. I've only carried out in-shtrucshuns." |
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