"Kin a Quack Move?"
There was company for dinner at Dilly's house and they were enjoying the first course, which consisted of oyster soup. Dilly made away with hers for some time in silence until she had nearly cleaned the plate, when she suddenly paused, and looking at her mother across the table, said, in a stage-whisper: "Mamma, what you fink?—dere's a hair in my soup!"
"Hush, Dilly," said mamma, frowning; "it's nothing but a crack in the plate."
Dilly moved the bowl of her spoon back and forth over the supposed crack, and then exclaimed, triumphantly:
"Kin a quack move?"
—Philadelphia Times.
The only thing that a man can borrow in this world without giving security is trouble.
—Lawrence American.