"It was lovely—the melody divine, the harmony exquisite!"
"It is the very thing I played last evening, and you said it was horrid."
"Well, the steak was burnt last evening."
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MISUNDERSTOOD
Mistress: "Don't call them jugs, Mary; they're ewers."
Maid: "Oh, thank you, ma'am. And are all them little basins mine, too?"
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ALL BRAINS
A gentleman who was walking through a public gallery, where a number of artists were at work, overheard the following amusing conversation between a big, heavy-looking man, who was painting on a large picture, and a weak-looking little cripple, who, limping over to where he sat, looked over his shoulder for a few minutes, and said timidly: