Manzi the Model
They had promised him sittings at the Royal Academy and then refused him on the ground that his legs were too hairy. He complained to Gogin:
“Why,” said he, “I sat at the Slade School for the figure only last week, and there were five ladies, but not one of them told me my legs were too hairy.”
A Sailor Boy and Some Chickens
A pretty girl in the train had some chirping chickens about ten days’ old in a box labelled “German egg powders. One packet equal to six eggs.” A sailor boy got in at Basingstoke, a quiet, reserved youth, well behaved and unusually good-looking. By and by the chickens were taken out of the box and fed with biscuit on the carriage seat. This thawed the boy who, though he fought against it for some lime, yielded to irresistible fascination and said:
“What are they?”
“Chickens,” said the girl.
“Will they grow bigger?”
“Yes.”
Then the boy said with an expression of infinite wonder: “And did you hatch them from they powders?”