“My, but it is hot in your office,” said a client to his lawyer.
“It ought to be,” replied the lawyer, “I make my bread here.”
The town council of a small German community met to inspect a new site for a cemetery. They assembled at a chapel, and as it was a warm day some one suggested they leave their coats there.
“Some one can stay behind and watch them,” suggested Herr Botteles.
“What for?” demanded Herr Ehrlich. “If we are all going out together what need is there for any one to watch the clothes?”
After a brief two weeks’ acquaintance he invited her to go to the ball-game with him.
“There’s Jarvis! He’s a good one. He’s a pitcher for your life. And that’s Johnson, over there. He’s going to be our best man in a few weeks.”
“Oh, Walter! He’ll do, all right,” she lisped hurriedly, “but it is so sudden, dear.”