Varieties.
Once on a time, a Dutchman and a Frenchman were travelling in Pennsylvania, when their horse lost a shoe. They drove up to a blacksmith’s shop, and no one being in, they proceeded to the house to inquire. The Frenchman rapped and called out, “Is de smitty wittin?” “Shtand pack,” says Hans; “let me shpeak. Ish der plack-smit’s shop in der house?”
Why are lovers’ sighs like long stockings? Because they are heigh ho’s.
Why is a child seated down to perform a long sum, like a thermometer at zero? Give it up?—Because it is down to cipher.