FISHING
UNLUCKY FISHERMAN—"Boy, will you sell that big string of fish you are carrying?"
BOY—"No, but I'll take yer pitcher holdin' it fer fifty cents."—Judge.
Two small boys went fishing and while one of them was having good luck, the other didn't even get a bite. The unlucky lad silently began to make preparation for departure. "Aw, wait a while," urged the other. "You might be lucky if you keep at it."
"There ain't no use," was the disgusted reply, "my darned worm ain't tryin'."
"Some men," said Uncle Eben, "goes fishin' not so much foh de sake of de fish as foh de chance to loaf without bein' noticed."