A conouren couple sent out the following invitation to their friends and acquaintance:
"You are invited to the marriage of Mr, Henry—and Miss Josephine——at the house of the Lride's mother. All who cannot come may send."
The Hard Heart Tur motorist had been pulled up for speeding. "I wish you'd overlook it this time, constable," he said. "As a matter of fact, I was hurrying to lown on very important business."
"Im afraid I can't help that," said the arm of the law.
"I never drive fast as a rule. But T've got to get to town quickly to see my solicitor—"
"Well" said the constable, "you'll have à bit more news for him now."
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.