Of praise from the fairest of lips.
A Humane Instinct.—Snob (who has been making himself very objectionable). "I say, what do you do with your game?"
Host. "Give my friends what they want, and send the rest to market."
Snob. "Ah, sell it, do you? With my game, don'tyer-know, I give my friends some, and send the rest to the hospitals."
Host. "And very natural and proper, I'm sure. The only thing I've seen you shoot to-day was a beater!"