“Who wrote the Psalms?” asked Pater Dodd, somewhat sharply, of his class. All were silent, and the good priest repeated the question.
“It was not I, sir,” responded Janneke Snobs, beginning to cry.
“I ask you who wrote them!” repeated the priest.
“Yes, sir,” said Janneke, heroically, at last, “I did it, but I’ll never do it again, as long as I live!”
At School.
The master is explaining the arithmetical operation of subtraction:—
“Now, Jantje, if your mother gives you five slices of bread and butter, and you eat two, how many will you have left?”
“Mother never gives me so many, sir.”