The lawyer said: “There, that will do; you have all shown great interest in the story.”
But observing one little bright-eyed fellow in deep silence, he said: “Now, my little man, what have you to say?”
The little fellow blushed, grew uneasy and stammered out: “I want to know what became of that squirrel; that’s what I want to know.”
“You’ll do,” said the lawyer; “you are my man; you have not been switched off by a confusion and barn burning, and the hired girls and water pails. You have kept your eye on the squirrel.”
A GOOD EAR
“Charley,” remarked Jones, “you were born to be a writer.” “Ha!” replied Charley, flushing at the compliment, “you have seen some of the things I have turned off?” “No,” said Jones, “I wasn’t referring to what you have written. I was simply thinking what a splendid ear you have for carrying a pen. Immense, Charley, simply immense!”
When some one was complaining of insomnia, an Irishman recommended a sure cure for it. “Go to bed,” said he, “an’ schlape it off!”
Said an Englishman to an American tourist, as he drew out of his pocket an old English silver coin, “Do you see the image on that coin? That’s the picture of the old English king that made my great grandfather a Duke.”