The Professor is still pondering over what John said; whether he meant the oars or the heads of the oarsmen. The sly twinkle of John's eyes when he said it rather inclines him to believe the latter.
A PISCATORIAL OBSERVATION.
Tommy. "Isn't it funny, mamma, that these eels live in the wide, wide ocean?"
Mamma. "I don't think it's funny, Tommy."
Tommy. "Well, I do; I should think them built for narrow winding streams."
Patrick was lying in bed in a hospital. He had been brought in a few days before after a severe fall from the top story of a building on which he had been working. With all his suffering he never lost his cheerful spirits, and livened up many of the other patients with his bright remarks and short stories. The doctor happened along, and asked him how he felt.
"Fairly well, doctor; this right leg of moine is a very ungrateful spalpeen consitherin' that it wuz only broke in wan place whin it moight have been smashed in a dozen."
"How did you fall, Patrick?" I asked. "Did you lose your head?"