“Then why aren’t you in the army yourself?”
The negro scratched his head reflectively.
“Boss,” he said, at length, “did you ever see two dawgs fightin’ over a bone?”
“Yes, many a time.”
“Well, wuz de bone fightin’?”
§ 293 The Suggestion of a Scandal
In a high state of excitement little Evelyn runs into the house.
“Oh, mother!” she cries out. “Our pussy-cat has got some kittens and I didn’t even know she was married!”
§ 294 A Warning Word to a Friend
Two Irishmen, newly landed, got jobs as laborers in a small machine shop on the second story of a loft-building, so-called, on the lower West Side of New York. Under the fire regulations, smoking by the operatives was not permitted while they were on duty. During their first morning in the new place one of the green hands, whose name was Donlan, craved a few comforting whiffs from his pipe. He voiced his desire and a friendly fellow-employee confided to him that in such cases it was customary to ask leave of the foreman to go to the washroom and there to steal a clandestine smoke.