The carpenter understood, and, as he was an honest man, he was indignant. He had his opportunity, however, and he used it. He removed his watch and chain from his waistcoat with a significant air, and gave them to his apprentice.
"John," he said, "take these back to the shop. It seems that this house isn't safe."
SOMETHING WRONG.
It was a very cold morning, and Bobbie came rushing into the house very much excited.
"Mommer," he cried, "there's something the matter with me. Please send for the doctor. I'm breathing fog!"
A DOG STORY.
A London dog story is apt to be a hard sort of a tale to believe, but it is never lacking in interest. The latest is of a dog who takes a daily walk with its mistress. The animal has observed that at a certain crossing the policeman stops the traffic to allow his mistress to pass over. The other day the dog went out alone, and when he came to the crossing he barked to attract the policeman's attention. The policeman observed what the dog wanted. He stopped the traffic, and the dog walked solemnly across.