Presently the fellow at the bottom replied,
"Sure I'm not quite dead, man, but I'm spachless!"
A HARD PROBLEM.
"What I can't understand," said Wilbur, "is why in winter, when it's cold and we'd like to keep warm, we've snowballs to play with; while in summer, when we'd give a million to be cool, they give us fireworks on the Fourth of July?"
COASTING AND COASTING.
"Come on coasting."
"Nope—too cold. I hate coasting in winter."
"Hoh! When else could you?"