A Matter of Habit.—Lady (engaging new cook). "One thing more. I always like my servants to dress quietly." Applicant. "Oh, there won't be any trouble about that, ma'am. I've got a quiet taste myself."
NATURAL RELIGION
Bishop (reproving delinquent page). "Wretched boy! Who is it that sees and hears all we do, and before whom even I am but as a crushed worm?"
Page. "The missus, my lord!"