think I'll take a wee drop of whiskey."

There was a deep sigh of relief went up from the whole room, a sigh
which swelled to an almost articulate cry of joy as Mother-in-law chimed
in, "I think I will too."

The two sisters voted with the majority and George made it unanimous.

Every person in the room, guests, musicians and waiters, as if they
could not really believe it yet, watched the drinks brought, and
disposed of. Then Mother arose and majestically and calmly led her
little flock to the door and out on to the street again. As the parade
turned on to Broadway, George looked back, and every doorway and window
in Bohemia was crowded with faces. And as the cavalcade passed from
sight the Orchestra struck up their wild discordant clamor, the voices
and the laughter broke out again, and Bohemia became herself again.

* * * * *

One day in June three sweet country Maids
Decided at home no more they'd reside.
So all three together sat out on a tramp
And the tramp died.

* * * * *

I asked the old Gate Tender at a park in Columbus, Ohio, what time the
electric cars left for the city.

"Quarter past--half past--quarter of and 'at,'" he replied.

* * * * *

[Illustration: "Vengeance Is Mine."]

Gene Ellsworth (Ellsworth & Burt) was playing the part of Dunston Kirk
in the play of _Hazel Kirk_. At the end of the last act Dunston, who is
supposed to be blind, strikes down the villain with his cane. On this
occasion, just as 'Gene had his cane raised to strike him, a horseshoe
fell from the flies above, struck the villain square on the top of the
head, and knocked him cold. 'Gene saw the climax of his scene going, but
quick as a flash raised his hand on high and said solemnly,

"Struck down by the hand of an outraged Providence."

* * * * *

[Illustration: One Sure (?) Fire Revolver.]

James J. Corbett was indulging in one of his semi-annual attacks of
acting, and it came along to a place where the villain was to say--

"Then die, you dog," and shoot Jim, who fell, wounded, to the floor.

Upon this occasion the villain spoke the line, pulled the trigger, and
Jim fell. _But the gun did not go off._ Instantly Jim raised himself on
his elbow and said in agonized tones--

"My God; shot with an air gun."

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Mrs. Filson (Filson & E