L'ENFANT TERRIBLE.
Young Turk. "I WILL FIGHT TO THE DEATH FOR OUR NATIONAL HONOUR."
Old Turk. "WELL, IF YOU MUST. BUT I WASH MY HANDS OF THE WHOLE BUSINESS—UNLESS, OF COURSE, YOU WIN."
Golfer. "What's the matter, Sandy? Aren't you going to play this afternoon?"
Sandy. "Man, have you not heard? I've lost ma ball."