"Uncle Mose, I want to cross but haven't got no money."
Uncle Mose scratched his head.
"Doan you got no money 't all?" he queried.
"No," said the wayfaring stranger, "I haven't a cent."
"But it done cost you but three cents," insisted Uncle Mose, "ter cross de ferry."
"I know," said the white man, "but I haven't got three cents."
Uncle Mose was in a quandary.
"Boss," he said, finally, "I done tell ye what, er man what's not got three cents am jes' ez well off on dis side ob de ribber as on de odder."
WELL SUPPLIED
Little Tommy sat away back in church with his mamma. It was his first experience. Everything was wonderful to him. By and by the collection was taken, but imagine the surprise of Tommy's mother when the usher passed the plate to hear Tommy say: