--- title: Improvement Era description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930. authors: - Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations collections: - periodicals tags: - magazine - improvement-era periodical: Improvement Era volume: 16 number: 7 published: 1913-05 publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations publisher_place: Salt Lake City language: en type: magazine reference: 'Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations, "In Lighter Mood," *Improvement Era* 16, no. 7 (May 1913): 685.' source: url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1607unse transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers. identifier: improvementera1607unse start_page: 685 end_page: 685 rights: status: public-domain basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1913-05) source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1607unse publication_year: 1913 note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1913, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright. --- # In Lighter Mood IN LIGHTER. MOOD "Well, Pat," said the doctor, "J hope your master's temperature is lower this morning than it was last night." "Well, sur, that's hard to till, sur," replied Pat. "Why?" said the doctor, smiling. "He died this mornin', sur." Cornering Her. — Little James, while at a neighbor's, was given a piece of bread and butter, and politely said, "Thank you." "That's right, James," said the lady. "I like to hear little boys say 'thank you.' " "Well," rejoined James, "if you want to hear me say it again, you might put some jam on it." — New York Mail. The German proprietor of a Brooklyn delicatessen store has got far enough along to pun in English. A writer in the New York 5mm reports the fact. Hanging in the window of the little shop is this advertisement : "The Best You can do is buy our Wurst." — Youth's Companion. Spelling reformers are not without a sense of humor, else their task would be burdensome. Prof. Brander Matthews said, at a meeting of the reformers, "A friend recently told me that no self-respecting hen would lay an egg with one g, and that no self-respecting cat would ever begin to purr with one r. I answered that, on the other hand, no self-respecting hen would ever stand on a leg with two g's, and that no selfrespecting cat would allow any one to stroke its fur with two r's, and my argument squelched him." — Youth's Companion. A Washington man one day went out of town for a day's fishing, taking a luncheon with him. When he had reached the stream where he intended to enjoy his sport he discovered that he had dropped his luncheon somewhere on the way. He hastened back to look for it. Presently he met a burly darky, who seemed very well pleased with himself, and who was in the act of brushing crumbs from his lips with his sleeve. "Did you pick up anything in the road as you came along?" asked the Washingtonian, with a suspicious glance at the negro. "No, sah." promptly returned the colored man. "I didn't pick up nothin'. Couldn't a dog hab found it an' et it up?"