A WELL REGULATED LIFE.
Reporter (to old man)—How come you to be so hale and hearty at ninety?
Old Man—Regularity, sir. I have gone on a spree regularly every Sunday, since I was twenty. There is nothing like regularity.—Fliegende Blätter.
Reporter (to old man)—How come you to be so hale and hearty at ninety?
Old Man—Regularity, sir. I have gone on a spree regularly every Sunday, since I was twenty. There is nothing like regularity.—Fliegende Blätter.