“I’d like it all right,” answered the aged man. “But I couldn’t go, of course, unless I had my father’s consent.”
“Your father!” gasped the manager. “Do you mean to say your father is alive?”
“Yes, indeed,” replied the man.
“Well, where is your father? Home here?” asked the manager.
“Oh, yes,” was the answer. “He’s upstairs, putting grandfather to bed!”
Silenced the Ringleader
The head teacher in a Sunday-school was much worried by the noise of the pupils in the next room, At last, unable to bear it any longer, he mounted a chair and looked over the partition. Seeing a boy a little taller than the others talking a great deal, he leaned over, hoisted him over the partition, and banged him into a chair in his room, saying:
“Now be quiet.”
A quarter of an hour later a smaller head appeared around the door and a meek little voice said:
“Please, sir, you’ve got our teacher.”