The old lady laid a restraining hand on her husband’s arm.

“Bill,” she said, “let’s not go too far down in front; the dust those horses are kickin’ up is somethin’ awful.  My clothes’ll be ruined!”

“Here’s another book on How to Get into the Movies.”

“Why on earth doesn’t somebody write a book on how to get a seat after you do get in?”

Mr. and Mrs. Todd were debating whether the movie they had just seen was a new or old production.

“The leading woman wore two or three gowns that are very much in vogue,” Mrs. Todd reminded her husband.

He remained firm, however.

“There wasn’t any excitement when the cocktails were served,” he said.

“I can,” said the bashful young man to the director of the film company, “swim, dive, run an auto, fly an aeroplane, fence, box, shoot, ride a horse, run a motor-boat, play golf, fight, make love, fall off cliffs, rescue heroines, play football, die naturally, and kiss a girl.”

“But,” interrupted the famous director, “can you act?”

“Alas!” muttered the would-be screen hero, “I never thought of that.”

“Engaged,” growled the director, and another screen star was born.—­Life.

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MULES

“Is you gwine ter let dat mewel do as he pleases?” asked Uncle Ephraim’s wife.

“Wha’s you will-power?”

“My will-power’s all right” he answered “You jes’ want ter come out hyar an’ measure dis mewel’s won’t power.”

Somewhere in France a tall negro dough-boy was trying to pull to his feet a mule who persisted obstinately in sitting down.  The darkey tugged and strained but the mule remained obdurate.  Finally the man desisted and glaring at the mule, remarked “As you were, mule, as you were.”

“What’s become of your chauffeur?”

“Oh, he was with the regiment down in Texas and crawled under an army mule to see why it wouldn’t go.”

“Some men,” said Uncle Eben, “put in der lives kickin’ at nothin’.  Bar’s dis much to be said foh de mule.  If he’s interested enough to kick, he’s willin’ to go to de trouble of takin’ aim.”

“Love’s Labor Lost”

Luke had been sent to the store with the mule and wagon.  What happened is told in Luke’s end of the conversation over the telephone from the store.

“Gimme seb’n-’leben.

“Gimme dat number quick, please ’m.

“Dis yer’s Luke, suh.

“Dis yer’s Luke, I say, suh.

“I tuk de wagon to de sto’ fo dat truck.

“Yas, suh, I’m at de sto’.

“Dat mule, she balk, suh.

“She’s balkin’ in de big road, near de sto’.

“No, suh, she ain’ move.

“No, suh, I don’ think she’s gwine move.

“Yas, suh, I beat ’er.