Bobby. "The teacher's."
Little Ella, hearing her father speak of putting something aside for a rainy day, broke out with the remark,
"Oh, papa! I've got an umbrella laid aside for that."
Jack. "I think my brother is an awful cross fellow."
Mother. "Don't you think you're a little to blame at times, Jack!"
Jack. "No; because he can't help it—it's the W in his name makes the ill Will."