"Is he a Mormon or a Chicago man?"
He—How does it happen that none of you women have come forward with a new currency plan?
She—Oh, we already have a perfect one. When we need currency we just sit down and cry for it.
A boil in the pot is worth two on the neck.
Letters from, a soldier of fortune—I.O.U.
"I'm very much surprised," quoth Harry,
"That Jane a gambler should marry."
"I'm not at all," her sister says,
"You know he has such winning ways!"