PANHANDLER: Say, Buddy, could you let me have a quarter for a cup of coffee?
Citizen: A quarter? I thought coffee was only a nickel?
Panhandler: I know. But I got a date.
Kind Lady: Try to brace up, my poor man. Remember what you owe to society.
Panhandler: I don't owe society nothing, lady. What you think I've been doing—playing bridge?
Old Maid: But why should a great strong man like you have to beg for dimes?
Panhandler: Dear lady, it is the only profession I know in which a gentleman can address a beautiful woman without an introduction.
Woman: Well, I'll give you a dime; not because you deserve it, but because it pleases Panhandler; Thank you, madam, Couldn't you ináke if a quarter and thoroughly enjoy your-selt?
Panhandler: Beg pardon, madam, but do you happen to have some cake or ple that you could spare a hungry man?
Housewife: Wouldn't some bread and butter Panhandler: As a general rule it would, am; but you see, this is my birthday.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.