Toby Tooquick. "Four, sir; but I know of a man that got more than that out of one. He got five of my big brother's and three of mine from our back yard one night last week."
A DILIGENT STUDENT.
"Come out and play," cried Willie, from the yard.
"Can't. I'm studying," shouted Robbie.
"Whatcher studying?" called Willie.
"Reading," returned Robbie. "I want to learn it, so's I can read the telephone book and find out what Santa Claus's number is. I've got something to say to him about some things for somebody some time."
HE SPELT IT T-E-A-S-E.
Mamma. "Bobby, stop making your little brother scream! What are you doing? We have this same noise about every afternoon at this time, and I want it stopped."