The Proof Of The Pudding

"The Beloved Mr. Jones"*

*Mr. Jones patted his daughter's hand fondly,
and told her, "Your young man told me today
he wanted you as a bride, and I gave my consent."

Oh, Papa," gushed the daughter, "it's going
to be so hard leaving mother."

"I understand perfectly, my dear," beamed Mr. Jones.

"You just take her with you."

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"The Proof Of The Pudding"*

*My Uncle Joe was arrested for selling home-
stilled whiskey. His lawyer put him on the
stand and asked the jurors to look carefully at his client.

"Now, ladies and gentleman of the jury,"
concluded the lawyer, "you've looked carefully
at the defendant. Can you sit there in the jury
and honestly believe that if my client had a
quart of whiskey he would sell it?"

He was acquitted.
Received on Mon Oct 19 05:38:03 2009