The admiration which Bob felt for his Aunt Margaret included all her attributes.
"I don't care much for plain teeth like mine, Aunt Margaret," said Bob, one day, after a long silence, during which he had watched her in laughing conversation with his mother. "I wish I had some copper-toed ones like yours."
A gentleman who discovered that he was standing on a lady's train had the presence of mind to remark:
"Tho I may not have the power to draw an angel from the skies, I have pinned one to the earth." The lady excused him.
"Sir," said the angry woman, "I understand you said I had a face that would stop a street-car in the middle of the block."
"Yes, that's what I said," calmly answered the mere man.
"It takes an unusually handsome face to induce a motorman to make a stop like that."