AN ARTLESS QUERY.
Mamma. “To-morrow’s Christmas Day, Effie dear, and you will go to Church for the first time.” (Encouragingly.) “There will be beautiful music——”
Effie. “Oh, Mummy dear, may I dance?”
NOT A WATER DRINKER.
Talkative Old Lady (drinking a glass of Milk, to enthusiastic Teetotaler, who is doing ditto). “Yes, Sir, since they’re begun poisoning the Beer, we must drink something, mustn’t we?”
A CONNOISSEUR.
Old Lady (giving a very diminutive nip of Whisky to her Gardener). “There, Dennis, that Whisky is twenty years old!”
Dennis. “Is it that, Marm? Sure ’tis mighty small for its age!”