“Can you not see the target, sir? Surely you, as a tailor, must thread your own needle!”
“Oh, aye, I can see the target,” replied the Terrier, calmly, “an’ I can thread a needle as well; but wha the mischief ever tried to thread a needle at twa hunder yairds?”
CORRECT; GO TO THE HEAD
The schoolmaster wanted to know whether the boys had an understanding of the functions of a British Consulate.
“Supposing,” he began, framing his question in the likeliest way to arouse the interest of his hearers, “supposing some one took you up in an aeroplane, and after a long, exciting flight, dropped you down thousands of miles from home in a country quite foreign, what place would you seek out first of all?”
An eager hand was instantly uplifted.
“Well, Willie, what do you say?”
“Please, sir, the hospital.”