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_Not a Complaint at All_
The good priest had come to his parishioner after the funeral of the
latter's mother-in-law to express condolences.
"And what complaint was it, Pat," he asked sympathetically, "that
carried the old lady off?"
"Kumplaint, did yi ask, father?" answered Pat. "Thir wuz no kumplaint
from anybody. Everybody wuz satisfied."
_He Caught It, But_----
The ferry-dock was crowded with weary homegoers when through the crowd
rushed a man--hot, excited, laden to the chin with bundles of every
shape and size. He sprinted down the pier, his eyes fixed on a
ferryboat only two or three feet out from the pier. He paused but an
instant on the string-piece, and then, cheered on by the amused crowd,
he made a flying leap across the intervening stretch of water and
landed safely on the deck. A fat man happened to be standing on the
exact spot on which he struck, and they both went down with a
resounding crash. When the arriving man had somewhat recovered his
breath he apologized to the fat man. "I hope I didn't hurt you," he
said.
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