A CANDID INQUIRER
"I say, John, is there anything I haven't tasted?"
"No, sir, I think not—except water!"
Eva. "Mother says I am descended from Mary Queen o' Scots." Tom. "So am I then, Eva." Eva. "Don't be so silly, Tom! You can't be. You're a boy!"
Old Gent. "Is it a board school you go to, my dear?" Child. "No, sir. I believe it be a brick one!"
Kitty. "Is your wound sore, Mr. Pup?" Mr. Pup. "Wound! What wound?" Kitty. "Why, sister said she cut you at the dinner last night!"
Little Boy. "How many steps can you jump, grandma? I can jump four!"
