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PETTY CASH BOOK—
(Ohi
Mr.
Bloodsucker])
£ S
d
.
Oct. 1 Adv t . for typist
3 6
2 Violets for typist's desk
3 0
8 We e k ' s salary, typist
3 10 0
9 Roses for typist
...
. . .
. . .
15 0
11 Sweets for wife
...
...
...
4 0
13 Lunch, typist and self
. . .
. . .
1 10 0
15 Typist's salary
4 1 0 0
17 Pictures, wife and self
...
...
3 0
18 Theatre, typist and self
'
2 0 0
19 Sweets for wife
...
...
...
4 0
20 Lilian's salary ... 5 10 0
21 Theatre and dinner, Lily and self ... 4 0 0
Nov. 2 Doctor's Bill ( L )
50 0 0
3 Fur coat for wife
150 0 0
4 Adv t . for male typist
. . .
...
3 6
HEY MAM!
Lady : " Whe r e ' s that pretty girl who was selling cigarettes a while
ago?"
Friend : " Wh y . Ar e you looking for s ome ? "
Gue s t : " No , I 'm looking for my husband . "
IDLE TIMES
Two brooms were chatting in an old garden shed. Said one, " I think
I 'm going to have a little bristle."
" Impo s s i b l e , " said the other, " W e haven't swept together for
ye a r s . "
WHO KNOWS
?
1st Cat (criticising actress) : " Can't see how she's got on so well.
She isn't even
good."
2nd Ca t : " Perhaps that's the reason."
"EAR-Y"
The football player with the bandaged head was limping over the
scene of the desperate conflict of the day before.
" Fighting the battle over again, old
chap?"
someone asked him.
" T o tell you the truth," he answered, " I 'm looking for my right
e a r ! "
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