Guilty


_Sister:_ "Hubby received an anonymous letter this morning informing him

of something I did before we were married."



_Brother:_ "Well, the best thing you can do is to confess."



_Sister:_ "I know it, but he won't let me read the letter and I don't

know what to confess."



* * *



"I'd like to see the man who could persuade me to
romise to love,

honour and obey him," said Miss Wellontheway.



"I don't blame you," remarked the newly-made bride.



* * *



"Huh! Yuh talks 'bout sassiety like yuh knows so much 'bout it. Niggah,

I bet dey don' eben have evenin' dresses whah yuh come frum."



"Zat so? Dey's doin' well to have evenin's whah yuh come frum."



* * *



_Second-story Worker:_ "Hullo, Bill, I see you got a new overcoat. What

did it cost you?"



_Burglar:_ "Six months. I never wears cheap clothes!"



* * *



The sweet young thing was being shown through the boiler shop.



"What's that thing?" she asked, pointing with a dainty parasol.



"That's an engine boiler," said the guide.



"And why do they boil engines?" she inquired.



"To make the engine tender," replied the resourceful guide.



* * *



He was a Scot, with the usual characteristics of his race. Wishing to

know his fate, he telegraphed a proposal of marriage to the girl of his

choice. After waiting all day at the telegraph office he received the

affirmative answer late at night.



"Well, if I were you," said the operator, "I'd think twice before I

married the girl who kept me waiting for an answer so long."



"Na, Na?" said the Scot. "The girl for me is the girl who waits for the

night rates."



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