BOBBIE MAKES A SUGGESTION.
"I say, Poppy, why do they call mucilage mucilage?"
"What would you have them call it?"
"Gluecilage."
A CHANGE OF VIEW.
"Want to go home, Charlie? Why, my dear little boy, I thought you told me yesterday that you thought the farm was the only place to live?"
"W-well, I dud-did," sobbed Charlie. "But to-to-day I—"
"Well, go on, little man. What did you do?"
"To-to-to-day I sus-sat dud-d-d-down on a pup-pitchfork!"