The following is from a Western paper:

"At Council Buffs, Iowa, a woman who don't chew gum is out of style, and
gets the cold shoulder."

Our comment upon the above is that there must be very little gumshun
among the women of Council Bluffs.

* * * * *

[Illustration: "SUCH IS LIFE."

Here you see Tom, Dick, and Harry, as they looked when starting
in the morning for a day's fishing.

And this is the same party, dejected, bedraggled, and foot-sore
wearily making their way homeward after their day's "sport."]

* * * * *

DOWN THE BAY.

Mr. Punchinello: It is just possible that you never went on a fine
fishing excursion down the Bay with a party of nice young men. If you
never did, don't. I confess it sounds well on paper. But it's a Deceit,
a Snare, and a Hollow Mockery. I will narrate.

Some days ago I was induced (the Deuce is in it if I ever am again) to
participate in a supposed festivity of this nature. In the first place,