I wonder that I don’t get corns
Upon my undertow.”
* * *
The first Tommy was ruddy of complexion, with a huge growth of beard of the hue known as auburn.
The second was smooth shaven. Said the latter: “I useter have a beard like that till I saw myself in the glass. Then I cut it off.”
But the bearded man was not dismayed.
“Much better ’ave left it on, mate,” he returned gently. “I useter have a face like yours till I saw it in the glass. Then I growed this beard.”
* * *
How Do They Get That Way?
Mother—Come, Bobbie, don’t be a little savage—kiss the lady.