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[Ill.u.s.tration: "Oh! just ain't people proud what have got pairasoles."]
A DISCUSSION ON DIET.--_Little Chris_ (_to little Kate_.) Does your governess get ill on mince pies?
_Little Kate._ I don't know! Why?
_Little Chris._ 'Cause mine does. At dinner to-day she said, "If you eat any more of that pastry, I know you'll be ill." So she _must_ have been so herself.
[_Conference broken up by arrival of the lady in question._
[Ill.u.s.tration: WHAT IS IT?
_First Boy_ (_loq._). "I tell yer its 'ed's here!--I seen it move!"
_Second Do._ "I say it's at this end, yer stoopid!--I can see 'is ears!"]
[Ill.u.s.tration: _Dolly._ "Auntie, that's what I've done for the cow-drawing compet.i.tion at school."
_Auntie._ "But it is more like a horse than a cow."
_Dolly._ "It _is_ a horse. But, please, don't tell teacher!"]
[Ill.u.s.tration: "THE GENTLE CRAFT"
_Preceptor_ (_after a lecture_). "Now, what are the princ.i.p.al things that are obtained from the earth?"
_Pupil_ (_and "disciple of Izaak Walton"_). "Worms, sir!"
[_Loses fifty marks!_]
[Ill.u.s.tration: A CONFESSION.--_Day Governess._ "How is it your French exercises are always done so much better than your Latin ones?"
_Tommy_ (_after considering awhile_). "I don't think auntie knows Latin."
[_Auntie, who was about to enter, quickly and quietly retires._]
[Ill.u.s.tration: "What are you doing in that cupboard, Cyril?"
"Hush, auntie! I'm pretending to be a thief!"]
[Ill.u.s.tration: RETALIATION
"Tut, tut, my boy! You must not beat that little dog so. Has he bitten you?"
"No, 'e ain't. But 'e's bin an' swallered my fardin!"]
[Ill.u.s.tration: A REMINISCENCE OF LENT
"And did you both practise a little self-denial, and agree to give up something you were fond of?--_sugar_, for instance,--as I suggested?"
"Well, yes, auntie! Only it wasn't exactly _sugar_, you know! It was _soap_ we agreed to give up!"]
[Ill.u.s.tration: SUBTLE DISCRIMINATION
_Ethel_ (_to Jack, who has been put into the corner by the new governess_). "I'm so sorry for you, Jack!"
_Jack._ "Bosh! who cares! This ain't a _real_ corner, you know!"]
[Ill.u.s.tration: A CANDID INQUIRER
"I say, John, is there anything I haven't tasted?"
"No, sir, I think not--except water!"
[Ill.u.s.tration: _Eva._ "Mother says I am descended from Mary Queen o'
Scots."
_Tom._ "So am I then, Eva."
_Eva._ "Don't be so silly, Tom! You can't be. You're a boy!"]
[Ill.u.s.tration: _Old Gent._ "Is it a _board school_ you go to, my dear?"
_Child._ "No, sir. I believe it be a _brick_ one!"]