"Have patience," said his grandmother.
"Which would you rather have, Angus," said grandfather; "patience or pie?"
"Pie," replied Angus, emphatically.
"But then," said his grandfather, "there might not be any left for me."
"Well," said Angus, "you have some of patience."
How to Treat a Surplus
In a school in Aberdeenshire, one day, a dull boy was making his way to his master for the third time with an arithmetical question. The teacher, a little annoyed, exclaimed, "Come, come, John, what's the matter now?"
"I canna get ma question richt," replied the boy.
"What's wrong with it, this time?"
"I've gotten auchteenpence ower muckle."