"To drink?" queried the committeeman.
"No," answered Gillilan. "I do a high-diving act."
TRAVELER—"Say, boy, your corn looks kind of yellow."
BOY—"Yes, sir. That's the kind we planted."
TRAVELER—"Looks as though you will only have half a crop."
BOY—"Don't expect any more. The landlord gets the other half."
TRAVELER (after a moment's thought)—"Say, there is not much difference between you and a fool."
BOY—"No, sir. Only the fence."