No Need of Cows
Stranger (to his host, a peasant on the Alps):
“Your butter is certainly very poor.”
“If you please, it’s our own butter!”
“Why, you just told me you had sold all your cows.”
“Does the gentleman think we are so far behind the times, that we need cows to make our own butter?”
Had His Choice
Guide (on the summit of the Alps):—“Look out, your Honor; if you fall down backward, you will be buried at Partenkirchen; and if you fall forward, at Lermos!”