DISTANCES
The German officer who confiscated a map of Cripple Creek belonging to an American traveler, and remarked that "the German Army might get there some time," should be classed with the London banker who said to a solicitous mother seeking to send cash to San Antonio, Texas, for her wandering son: "We haven't any correspondent in San Antonio, but I'll give you a draft on New York, and he can ride in and cash it any fine afternoon."
At Sadieville, Ky., a tourist called to an old colored man: "Hey uncle! How far is it to Lexington?"
"I don't know, suh; hit used to be 'bout twenty-five mile, but ev'ything's gone up so I speck hit's 'bout fohty now, suh."
"Where do you live in the city--close in?"
"Fairly so--thirty minutes on foot, fifteen by motor-car, twenty-five by street-car, and forty-five by telephone."
DIVORCE
"Binks has married again."
"I knew he didn't deserve that divorce!"
At the present terrific rate of divorce cases, we shall soon need a new reference-book--"Who's Whose."
SOLICITOR (whose client is thinking of getting a divorce)--"Well, you can get it for about twenty pounds; everything done quietly and no publicity."
CLIENT--"And how much will the real thing cost, with lots of publicity and everything?"
WIFE (trying to think of The Hague)--"Let's see, what is the name of the place where so much was done toward promoting peace in the world?"
HUB--"Reno, my dear."
"And are the divorce laws so very liberal in your section?"
"Liberal? Say! They are so liberal that nobody ever heard of a woman crying at a wedding out there."
A divorce suit would not appeal so much to a jury if it was cleaned before it was pressed.
"What are you cutting out of the paper?"
"An item about a California man securing a divorce because his wife went through his pockets."
"What are you going to do with it?"
"Put it in my pocket."--_Everybody's_.
"Scotsman, married, desires change."--_Weekly Paper_.
We ought to warn him that the Divorce Court is very congested just now.
To matrimonial speedsters, divorce is just a detour.
DOCTORS
"What is your greatest wish, Doctor, now that you have successfully passed for your degree?"
YOUNG DOCTOR--"To put 'Dr.' before my own name, and 'Dr.' after the name of other people."--_Life_.
"Who is your family doctor?"
"I can't tell you."
"Why not? Don't you know his name?"
"Yes. Dr. Johnson used to be our family doctor but nowadays mother goes to an eye specialist; father to a stomach specialist; my sister goes to a throat specialist; my brother is in the care of a lung specialist, and I'm taking treatments from an osteopath."
A young suburban doctor whose practice was not very great sat in his study reading away a lazy afternoon in early summer. His man servant appeared at the door.
"Doctor, them boys is stealin' your green peaches again. Shall I chase them away?"
The doctor looked thoughtful for a moment, then leveled his eyes at the servant.
"No," he said.
Once an old darky visited a doctor and was given definite instructions as to what he should do. Shaking his head he started to leave the office, when the doctor said:
"Here, Rastus, you forgot to pay me."
"Pay yo for what, boss?"
"For my advice," replied the doctor.