HARD LUCK

    At a well known club the other afternoon, some young bachelors were gazing out of a large window overlooking a busy thoroughfare when Jones, a member of the club, happened to pass.  One of the party spoke of his haggard look and untidy appearance, which was much in evidence of late. 
     "Haven't you fellows heard of the hard luck that has befallen poor Jones?" asked one of the men.
     "No; what is it?" they all asked in astonishment.
     "Why his uncle, who just died, left him that old Ford automobile."
     And many words of sympathy were expressed for poor Jones.

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    Ruth:  "Did you know they were not going to manufacture Ford cars any longer?"
     May:  "Not make the Fords any longer!  Why is that, Ruth?"
     Ruth:  "Because they are long enough now?"

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     "I didn't buy a Ford to be a jitney."