—“Did you ever take a bicycle trip, Smithers?”
“Once.”
“Where did you go?”
“Straight over on my neck.”
—“Cousin Edith, you can’t send money in a letter.”
“Why, Bessie, what ever made you think that? I’ve sent it that way lots of times.”
“Well, I’m sure it’s wrong, because I’ve seen it printed on the fences to ‘post no bills.’”
—Contentment makes pudding of cold potatoes.
—“That wall-paper has a very cold look,” said a customer to a dealer.
“Well, you see, it is intended for a frieze,” was the dealer’s reply.