Lady (after the tramp finishes eating)—It's merely a suggestion—the woodpile is in the back yard.
Tramp—You don't say! What a splendid place for a woodpile!
[141] Said she, "How beautiful is nature!"
Said the young man, "Yes, quite true;"
Then, added, as he viewed her complexion,
"And art is quite beautiful, too."
"How to make your trousers last,"
"Make your coat and waistcoat first."
The stork is a bird with a great big bill;
He brings us the babies whenever he will;
Then comes the doctor, and when he is through,
You find that he has a big bill, too.
"Dearest," whispered Cordelia, after she had captured the coveted solitaire, "I have a confession to make. I am a cooking school graduate."