The old woman led them to their cycles with a smile of self-satisfaction on her face.
"You'll know which is which," she told them, "because I've fastened duplicate tickets on them."
They gratefully thanked her; and when they found their cycles they discovered that the tickets were neatly pinned into each back tire!
WASN'T CALLING HER DEAR
Desirous of buying a camera, a certain fair young woman inspected the stock of a local shopkeeper.
"Is this a good one?" she asked, as she picked up a dainty little machine. "What is it called?"
"That's the Belvedere," said the handsome young shopman politely.
There was a chilly silence. Then the young woman drew herself coldly erect, fixed him with an icy stare, and asked again:
"Er—and can you recommend the Belva?"