PROVING MAW WRONG.
Freddy, with a determined look on his small countenance, marched into the front room and up to the ardent suitor of his pretty sister.
“What’s them?” he demanded, thrusting out a grimy hand full of small white objects.
“What are those?” said the young man with an ingratiating smile. “Those are beans.”
“He does know ’em, maw,” bawled Freddy triumphantly into the adjoining room. “You said he didn’t.”
REDUCING THE COSTS.
“Tommy,” said the fond mother, “isn’t it rather an extravagance to eat both butter and jam on your bread at the same time?”
“No, mamma, it’s economy,” Tommy answered. “The same piece of bread does for both.”—The Christian Herald.