LOVE IS A FEARFUL THING.
“If you please, sir: none uv us ain’t able ter sleep uv a night, an’ we want ter know if yer ain’t got suthin what’ll cure us, an’ we can’t tell what’s de matter wid us.”
The innocent cause, who is paying a visit to friends in the village.
A POINT IN ETIQUETTE.
“Kin I give him flowers if I’ve not been interdooced ter him?”
“No, it ain’t good form even ter reckernize a man wot yer don’t even know. The best way is ter get ackwainted with the Dutch grocer where he buys his ’taters an’ herrinks, an’ let the interduction come through him.”
A TERROR.