“James, my son,” said the man, who stood mixing milk and water, “ye see what I’m a-doin’ of?”
“Yes, father,” replied James; “you’re a-pouring water into the milk.”
“No, I’m not, James; I’m a-pouring milk into the water. So, if anybody axes you if I put water into the milk, you tell ’em no. Allus stick to the truth, James. Cheatin’ is bad enough, but lyin’ is wuss.”
Whyte—I always make it a rule to kiss my wife whenever I leave the house in the morning and when I come home at night.
Browne—That’s right. I would if I were you.
“Gracious me! I think papa is going to take that young man into the family.”
“Why, dear?”
“Well, when they were playing cards last night I distinctly heard papa say: ‘I think I’ll raise you, Harry.’”