Second Cadet—Yes?
"Where?"
"On a Vassar girl."
—San Francisco Argus.
Quite Sure.
Stranger—Did a pedestrian pass this way a few minutes ago? Granger—No, sor. I've been right outer this tater patch more'n a nower, and notter blamed thing has passed 'cept one solitary man, an' he was tramping 'erlong on foot.
—Time.