Papa. "Jack, what are you crying about?"
Jack. "The conjurer at the circus to-day took five pigeons out of my hat, and kept them for himself."
Tom. "Papa, I want a bicycle."
Papa. "Well, Tom, and what will you furnish towards getting it?"
Tom (thinking deeply a moment). "I'll furnish the wind for the tires."
KEPT HIS WORD.
To the pranks played by college boys there seems to be no end, and Professors are still suffering as much as ever from the undergraduate trick. An amusing tale comes from Edinburgh, in this connection.