Freddie is a boy of five years and he has a little brother who is just beginning to walk. The younger brother's name is Frank and while Freddie likes him in a certain way, his nose has been rather out of joint since his arrival. The other day he said to his mother:
"Ma, did our baby come right from heaven?"
"Yes, my son," replied the mother.
"Well, then," said the young hopeful, "I guess he must have lit on his feet; that's what makes him so bow-legged."
KNEW HIS FATHER
A boy was asked by his teacher, if his father borrowed from him one hundred dollars and promised to pay him back at the rate of ten dollars per week, how much would his father owe him at the of seven weeks.
The boy told the teacher one hundred dollars.
"What!" said the teacher, "after seven weeks! From that, Johnny, I see you know nothing about arithmetic."
"I may not know anything about arithmetic, teacher," said the boy, "but I know my father."
PHILADELPHIA BLOOD