“What you got in that bag?” asked the showman.
“A snolligoster,” answered Kentuck.
“A snolligoster? What’s that? Let’s see it.”
“No, you don’t,” answered Kentuck. “You open the top of your cage and I’ll put my animile in, the money’s put up, you know.”
So the cage was opened and Kentuck climbed up to the hole in the top and, opening his bag, shook out of it a big snapping turtle. The turtle stood on the defensive. The lion came up to smell him. He took only one smell, gave a yell of pain and retired to his corner to howl the snapper loose if he could.
“Take him off,” yelled the showman.
“Take him off yerself, if ye want to,” said Kentuck. “The fightin’s just commenced. First blood for my snolligoster.”
SHARPENING THEIR WITS
Two human Whetstones met on the street.
“Queer, isn’t it?”