"Does your wife want to vote?"
"No. She wants a larger town house, a villa on the sea coast and a new limousine car every six months. I'd be pleased most to death if she could fix her attention on a smaller matter like the vote."
"What you want, I suppose, is to vote, just like the men do."
"Certainly not," replied Mrs. Baring-Banners. "If we couldn't do any better than that there would be no use of our voting."
"There's only one thing I can think of to head off this suffrage movement," said the mere man.
"What is that?" asked his wife.
"Make the legal age for voting thirty-five instead of twenty-one."—Catholic Universe.