AN IDYLL
Hemma. "Oh, 'Arry, hain't this 'eavenly! You'll promise to give me 'am sandwiches always, when we're married, won't yer?"
'Arry. "'Corse I will!"
First Workman. "Why don't yer buy yer own matches, 'stead of always cadgin' mine?"
Second Workman. "You're uncommon mean with yer matches. I'll just take a few"—(helps himself to two-thirds)—"and be hinderpendent of yer!"
