“On the Mediterranean Sea,” replied Ella promptly.
“What was his business?” was her next question.
“He was a sailor,” ventured a bright boy. “A sailor,” chorused the class.
“Why was he a sailor, Edith?” Edith shook her head.
“Yes, George.”
“Why, because he lived on the sea.”
“Of course. Now think a minute. Do many of the boys from this country become sailors?”
“No’m,” from the class.
“What do they become?”
“Farmers,” cried the class, hissing the “f” and flattening the “a.”