“‘I don’t know what was in ’em at first, but they’re full of kerosene oil now.’
“We canceled the policy.”
A girl from town is staying with some country cousins who live at a farm. On the night of her arrival she finds, to her mortification, that she is ignorant of all sorts of things connected with farm life which to her country cousins are matters of every-day knowledge. She fancies they seem amused at her ignorance.
At breakfast the following morning she sees on the table a dish of fine honey, whereupon she thinks she has found an opportunity of retrieving her humiliating experience of the night before, and of showing her country cousins that she knows something of country life after all. So, looking at the dish of honey, she says carelessly:
“Ah, I see you keep a bee.”
Minister (at baptismal font): “Name, please?”
Mother (baby born abroad): “Philip Ferdinand Chesterfield Randolph y Livingstone.”
Minister (aside to assistant): “Mr. Kneeler, a little more water, please.”