the tradesmen for a mess of water-lilies and a bag of peanut
brittle.

The lilies of the valley were to put on the dining-room table so
mother would be pleased, and with the peanut brittle he intended to
fill in the weary moments when he and his little geisha girl were
not making googoo eyes at each other.

But nowadays it is different, and Dan Cupid spends most of his time
on the hot foot between the coroner's office and the divorce court.

I've got a hunch that young people these days are more emotional
and like to see their pictures in the newspapers.

Nowadays when a clever young man goes to visit his sweetheart he
hikes over the streets in a benzine buggy, and when he pulls the
bell-rope at the front door he has a rapid fire revolver in one
pocket and a bottle of carbolic acid in the other.

His intentions are honorable and he wishes to prove them so by
shooting his lady love if she renigs when he makes a play for her
hand.

I think the old style was the best, because when young people
quarreled they didn't need an ambulance and a hospital surgeon to
help them make up.

In the old days Oscar Dobson would draw the stove brush cheerfully
across his dog-skin shoes and rush with eager feet to see Lena
Jones, the girl he wished to make the wife of his bosom.