"Excuse me, are you a preacher?"
"I am, sir."
"Are you trying to save souls from hell?"
"Yes, sir; that is my business."
"Well, why don't you go there then?" asked Mr. Phillips.
SOLEMN SENIOR—"So your efforts to get on the team were fruitless, were they?"
FOOLISH FRESHMAN—"Oh, no! Not at all. They gave me a lemon."—Harvard Lampoon.
A benevolent person watched a workman laboriously windlassing rock from a shaft while the broiling sun was beating down on his bare head.