“‘Naw,’ he said disgustedly, ‘same cow.’”—Milwaukee Sentinel.
A STORY IN STONE.
A Yankee traveling in England listened for some time to a crowd of men talking together about the wonders they had seen in other lands. While others expressed surprise at what they heard, the Yankee remained passive, and he even yawned when others were working up to a high pitch of excitement. At length one of the travelers said to him:
“Have you anything in your country so superior and so much more wonderful that you could tell about?”
“Waal, I just have,” drawled the Yankee. “There’s hundreds of more wonderful things over in Ameriky that we don’t pay no heed to.”
“Do you mean Niagara Falls and the Mammoth Cave and such things?” said one.
“Pshaw! We don’t count caves, nor waterfalls, nor burning mountains, nor boiling springs, though we can beat creation in such things. Say, did any of you fellows hear of the petrified forest in Arizony?—hundreds of thousands of acres of stone forests!”
“And the trees standing?”
“The trees standing? Waal, I should say so; and not only standing, but all in leaf and some of ’em in blossom, and others, again, full of nuts and other fruit, all turned into stone, mind you.”
“And I suppose there were birds in the trees?” sneered one.