“Father,” inquired a small boy, “what does a ‘Paradise’ mean?”
“A Paradise, my son, is the corner by the fire when your mother has gone to stay with her friends for a few days.”
A Harmless Insect.
Traveller. “Waiter, how can you give me soup like this?—there’s a fly in it.”
Waiter. “Oh! that won’t hurt you—it’s quite dead.”
A lady having engaged a new man-servant, answering to the name of Joseph, told him that she would always ring once for him, and twice for her maid.
A short time after this, she rang the bell, but Joseph failed to appear. She grew impatient, and pulled the bell-rope again. The maid entered.
“I did not ring for you; I wanted Joseph. Why does he not come?”