"I KIN GET 'EM YERE, EF YER WANTS."
"Now, wait, children!" said Miss North, with emphasis amounting almost to severity. "Our answers are getting wild—very wild. And I do not wish to hear anything more about pins or needles or hat-pins or knitting-needles. I should like to see you all very straight in your seats."
There was a tremendous effort at straightening up, whereupon Miss North proceeded to make a few valuable suggestions in regard to the treatment of the eyes.
"Now," said Miss North, as if she were propounding a theory of rare and striking originality, "who can tell me another part of the body?"
The pause was long; they were evidently feeling somewhat sore over their last setback.
"Well?" encouraged Miss North.
"Yer laigs," mumbled a stuffy voice from the back of the room.
"Yes, your legs, Samuel; that is quite right. And perhaps you can tell me what your legs are for, Samuel. But wait; we will think before answering."
"Ter se' down with," answered Samuel comfortably.