BLUFFING
VISITOR (at private hospital)—"Can I see Lieutenant Barker, please?"
MATRON—"We do not allow ordinary visiting. May I ask if you're a relative?"
VISITOR (boldly)—"Oh, yes! I'm his sister."
MATRON—"Dear me! I'm very glad to meet you. I'm his mother."—Punch.
Yes, life's like poker sure enough. It pays to know just when to bluff.
Half-way up the steep hill the stage-coach stopped. For the seventh time the driver climbed down from his seat and opened and slammed the rear door.
"What do you do that for?" asked a passenger, whose curiosity had got the better of him.