A Vermonter had returned home after a visit to Boston. Someone asked him what he thought of the big city.
"It's a fine place, all right, but the folks there ain't honest," he replied.
"Not honest! Where'd you get that idea?"
"Why, I bought a roll of pins there labeled 'A Hundred Pins for Five Cents,' and coming home on the train I counted them; they were eleven short."
HORSES
Two men thrown together at a horse-show were discussing their adventures with the equine tribe.
"A horse ran away with me once, and I wasn't out for two months," remarked the man with the Trilby hat.
"That's nothing!" replied the man with the bowler. "I ran away with a horse once, and I wasn't out for two years!"