Stranger—"Boy, can you direct me to the bank?"
Boy—"I kin for a quarter."
Stranger—"A quarter! Isn't that high pay?"
Boy—"Yes, sir; but it's bank directors what gits high pay, you see, sir!"
"It's very puzzling," said a worried looking woman to one of her neighbors.
"What's that?"
"I can't tell whether Willie is corrupting the parrot or whether the parrot is corrupting Willie."