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cafico | Heuth-cock Calander | Whoop Stor | Pea cock Yeung turkey | Pinch Red-Breast, a robinInsects-reptiles. Asp, aspic | Fly Morpion | Butter fly Serpent. Fishes and shell-fishes. Calamary | Large lobster Dorado | Snail A sorte of fish | Wolf Hedge hog | Torpedo Sea-calf. Trees. Lote-tree lotos | Service-tree Chest nut-tree | Jujube-tree Linden-tree. Flowers. Anemony | Mil-foils Blue-bottle | Hink Turnsol. Hunting. Hunting dog | Picker Relay dog | Gun-powder Hound dog | Priming-powder
They must sacrifice their beauty Who would do their civic duty, Who the polling booth would enter, Who the ballot box would use; As they drop their ballots in it Men and women in a minute, Lose their charm, the antis tell us, But--the men have less to lose. Partners ("Our laws have not yet reached the point of holding that property whichis the result of the husband's earnings and the wife's savings becomestheir joint property.... In this most important of all partnershipsthere is no
No matter how exciting a tale we might be rehearsing, the mere shifting of a cloud shadow in the landscape near by was sufficient to change our impulses; and soon we were all chasing the great shadows that played among the hills. We shouted and whooped in the chase; laughing and calling to one another, we were like little sportive nymphs on that Dakota sea of rolling green.On one occasion I forgot the cloud shadow in a strange notion to catch up with my own shadow. Standing straight and still,
t on the river?''Toad's out, for one,' replied the Otter. 'In his brand-new wager-boat; new togs, new everything!' The two animals looked at each other and laughed. 'Once, it was nothing but sailing,' said the Rat, 'Then he tired of that and took to punting. Nothing would please him but to punt all day and every day, and a nice mess he made of it. Last year it was house-boating, and we all had to go and stay with him in his house-boat, and pretend we liked it. He was going to spend the rest of
ill be most pleased as she ships you off to the state hospital at Osawatomie!"Buddy took a few steps back from the camera and shifted the Strat into playing position. "That's all the sign says, but I'll repeat the address in a while in case nobody's listening right now." He looked up and around, as if watching an airplane cross the sky. "Seems like I'm in a big glass bubble, and I can't tell where the light's coming from. It's a little chilly, and I sure hope I don't have to
moking a cigarette and entertaining himself with meditations in which thoughts of Alice competed for precedence with graver reflections connected with the subject of the correct stance for his approach-shots. Reggie's was a troubled spirit these days. He was in love, and he had developed a bad slice with his mid-iron. He was practically a soul in torment."Lady Caroline asked me to tell you that she wishes to speak to you, Mr. Byng." Reggie leaped from his seat. "Hullo-ullo-ullo!
t's a good thing we're not in that crowd."In spite of the gruesome setting and the gory antics of the bull, the story is amusing in a way quite harmless. Similarly, too, there is only wholesome amusement in the woman's response to a vegetarian, who made her a proposal of marriage. She did, not mince her words: "Go along with you! What? Be flesh of your flesh, and you a-living on cabbage? Go marry a grass widow!" The kindly spirit of British humor is revealed even in sarcastic
forgot your name; but, sure, that partWas aptly fitted and naturally perform'd.PLAYER.I think 'twas Soto that your honour means. LORD.'Tis very true; thou didst it excellent.Well, you are come to me in happy time,The rather for I have some sport in handWherein your cunning can assist me much.There is a lord will hear you play to-night;But I am doubtful of your modesties,Lest, over-eying of his odd behaviour,--For yet his honour never heard a play,--You break into some merry passionAnd so offend