She greeted him
cordially.
"You forgot your overshoes last night," he said, awkwardly handing
her the package.
"Why, there's only one overshoe here!" she exclaimed, as she thanked
him and opened it.
"Yes, Miss," said he, blushing. "I'll bring the other one tomorrow.
Oh, how I wish that you were a centipede!" And with that he turned
and sped away down the street.
_His "Catch" Was Delayed_
Tommy went fishing the other day without his mother's permission.
The next morning one of his chums met him and asked: "Did you catch
anything yesterday, Tommy?"
"Not till I got home," was the rather sad response.
_Using His Friends_
A visitor from New York to the suburbs said to his host during the
afternoon:
"By-the-way, your front gate needs repairing. It was all I could do
to get it open. You ought to have it trimmed or greased or
something."
"Oh, no," replied the owner, "oh, no, that's all right."
"Why is it?" asked the visitor.
"Because," was the reply, "every one who comes through that gate
pumps two buckets of water into the tank on the roof.
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