"Come, you shouldn't go on in this way;
You are funny, but still you've a frightful bad cold—
Now tell me the reason, I pray."
"I am cold, then, dear youth," Father William replied;
"I've a cold, my impertinent son,
Because for some weeks my coals have been bought
At forty-eight shillings a ton!"
FATHER WILLIAM
"YOU are old, Father William," the young man said,
"And your hair has become very white;