One thing about Mary and Doug.; they are fairly exclusive. Some of the younger stars might do well to emulate them. Yet, perhaps before a star becomes a luminous planet it must do its sparkle; cast its lesser light, until the fact that it does not glow at every gay party can cause more comment than the mere presence, thereat, would cause. Mary and Doug. are becoming more talked of because they stay home than because they step out. Of course, Mary and Doug. have something to chat of among themselves again, now that Nevada is talking marriage annulment again. We still remain firm in our predictions of months ago that Nevada has more talk than annulment in her system, so far as the Fairbanks family is concerned. * * * * * An Arkansas Honeymoon A young, newly married couple boarded a through train, bound for Little Rock to spend the honeymoon. The young man at once began looking for the Pullman conductor, it being a night train. Finally he found that official and began: “Say, Mister, me an’ my wife here just got married an’ we want the best ’commodations you’ve got on this train.” “You are looking for a berth, I presume?” queried the conductor. “Thunderation! No!” shouted the irate groom. “Didn’t I tell you that me an’ my wife just got married?” * * * * * A London man who went to Dublin to join the Royal Irish Constabulary was arrested as insane. In view of the present condition of Ireland the evidence against him seems conclusive. _Pasture Pot Pourri_ Yoo-Hoo! Skinny! C’mon over, ’n bring your own bottle. * * * * * There was an old man from Trenton, Who gnashed his false teeth till he Bentem; When asked what he’d lost, and what they had cost, He replied: “I don’t know, I just Rentem.” * * * * * OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND LET THE MOONSHINE IN. * * * * * Never miss anything that’s been saved. * * * * * It’s better to be brought up on a bottle than to be brought down by one. * * * * * A small boy’s idea of greatness is to be able to lick another boy a size larger. * * * * * _Lip to lip_ _Nose to nose,_ _Flippety flop,_ _Away she goes._ * * * * * When your good home brew is old and cold, Call me up and revive my soul. * * * * * Story for the Children Oh, chase me, kid, I’m a lollypop! Aw, g’wan, d’yuh think I’m an all-day sucker. * * * * * Would You? _I would if I could, but I can’t;_ _I wish I could, but I can’t;_ _’Twill do me no good to think_ _What I’d do if I could;_ _I might, but I probably shan’t._ * * * * * Irate Father: Dorothy, has that young man gone yet?