Her Own Eyes Good Enough for Him
A little Scotch boy’s grandmother was packing his luncheon for him to take to school one morning. Suddenly looking up in the old lady’s face, he said:
“Grandmother, does yer specs magnify?”
“A little, my child,” she answered.
“Aweel, then,” said the boy, “I wad juist like it if ye wad tak’ them aff when ye’re packin’ my loonch.”