RUDIMENTS OF ECONOMY
"May I leave this piece of bread, nurse?"
"Certainly not, Miss May. It's dreadful wasteful! and the day may come when you'll want a piece of bread!"
"Then I'd better keep this piece of bread till I do want it, nurse. Hadn't I?"
Blue Fever.—Visitor (after a long discourse on the virtues of temperance). "I'm glad to see a little boy here wearing the blue ribbon. That's a good little fellow. Persevere in your good——"
Billie Groggins. "Please, sir, I'm Hoxford!"
"Oh! just ain't people proud what have got pairasoles."
A Discussion on Diet.—Little Chris (to little Kate.) Does your governess get ill on mince pies?
Little Kate. I don't know! Why?
Little Chris. 'Cause mine does. At dinner to-day she said, "If you eat any more of that pastry, I know you'll be ill." So she must have been so herself.
[Conference broken up by arrival of the lady in question.
