"What's the matter, old man? You look worried."
"Well, to be honest with you, I am. You know, I took out some life insurance last Thursday."
"Yes," replied the sympathetic friend, "but what has that to do with the wobegone expression on your face?"
"Well, the very next day after I had it written my wife bought a new cook-book. Possibly it's all right, but it certainly looks suspicious."
MR. MANLEY—"Well, my dear, I've had my life insured for five thousand dollars."
MRS. MANLEY—"How very sensible of you! Now I sha'n't have to keep telling you to be so careful every place you go."
"How much life insurance do you think a man ought to carry?"
"Enough to keep his family from want, but not so much as to make them utterly impervious to grief."