WHERE HE COULDN’T GO
A few Sundays ago Bobby’s mother was hurrying him to get ready for Sunday-school. Bobby (aged seven), not being very fond of Sunday-school, was grumbling all the time about schools in general and Sunday-schools in particular. Finally, to give vent to his feelings, he exclaimed:—
“I wish there was only one Sunday-school in the world, and that—er—that one was in Germany.”