“Why, I am the King of Italy,” came the prompt reply.
“Ha, ha, very good, indeed! And who are you?” addressing Francis Joseph.
“I am the Emperor of Austria,” said the latter.
The peasant then scratched his head and said with a knowing wink: “Very good, and who do you suppose I am?”
Their majesties replied they would like very much to know.
“Why, I am his Holiness the Pope.”
In a cemetery at Middlebury, Vt., is a stone, erected by a widow to her loving husband, bearing this inscription:
“Rest in peace—until we meet again.”