The sucker turned to the man beside him and said: Did you see that?
See what? asked the man.
Why, that fellow dealt himself three aces from the bottom of the deck, said the sucker.
Well, what about it? asked the man. It was his deal, wasn’t it?
At a dinner given by a political club in New York recently, a man who is unusually young for one who has attained to such prominence in his profession was for the first time in his life set down for a response to one of the toasts. When at last he was called on, his beardless face flushed and his manner was very embarrassed. Nevertheless he stood up and thus delivered himself: Gentlemen, before I entered this room, I had an excellent speech prepared. Only God and myself knew what I was going to say. Now God alone knows. And he sat down.
That feller Morgan Buttles is terrible unpopular, said one mountaineer.
We’ll have to git rid o’ him somehow, replied the old moonshiner.