Little Boy (sadly). "My teacher didn't say I was, mamma, but he took pains to make me smart later."
Mother. "I wonder if my little boy is so afraid of work that he does not study his lessons?"
Little Boy. "Me afraid of work! not much. Why, mamma, I can fall asleep alongside of it."
Bobby. "What's the matter with your brother, Jack?"
Jack. "I guess he smelt of ma's new bottle of ammonia, 'cause now he's got the pneumonia."
First Boy. "I's smaller than you."
Second Boy. "No, you're not."