Laying down the Law.—Lady (entertaining friend's little girl). "Do you take sugar, darling?" The Darling. "Yes, please." Lady. "How many lumps?" The Darling. "Oh, about seven; and when I'm out to tea I start with cake."
Tommy. "I say, Elsie, if you like, I'll come and see you every day while you are ill."
"A Soft Answer," &c.—Mamma. You are very naughty children, and I am extremely dis-satisfied with you all!
Tommy. That is a pity, mamma! We're all so thoroughly satisfied with you, you know!