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Spoiled It All—They had been dining in state in the dining-car. Husband, who is a teacher of English, was glad that little daughter had behaved so perfectly. Mother also was in a happy frame of mind. There were numerous other diners in the car and the parents were proud of their child. Not a single thing had hap- pened to mar the serenity of the occasion. Finally the meal was over and they started to leave the car. Their way took them past all of the other tables. Sud- denly the little girl felt impelled at ask Mother,” she called in a shrill vo! “aren't we going to wash the dishes?” Indianapolis News Wise Kid—In an infant school the teacher chose the miracle of the water being turned into wine as the subject of the usual Bible lesson In telling the story she occasionzlly asked a few questions. One of them was “When the new wine was brought to the governor of the feast what did he say?” A little girl, remembering what she had heard, probably on some festive occasion, called out: fere’s luck!""—Clereland = News- Leader Very Clear—Teacher—Now, Willie, can you tell me the meaning of the word ‘transparent’? Willie—Yes, ma'am. It means some- thing you can see through. Teacher—Right. Now give me an example. Willie—A ladder.—Philadelphia North American. Wisdom of Betty—We had a family picnic. When we had eaten our supper we sauntered slowly out of the park toward the car line. Suddenly Betty turned and ran quickly back toward the spot where we had eaten. “Betty, come back,” said mother. Betty ran faster, without making any excuse for her conduct. “What are you going back for? Why don’t you come when I call?” cried mother to Betty’s retreating k “Just a minute, mother,” Betty. called back “T want to get my gum. I parked it on one of the benches.”—Chi- cago Tribune. The Modern Buccaneer Ingenuity—Litile Jackie—l_ want another box of pills like I got for mother yesterday. Chemist—Did your mother say they were good? Little Jacki o, but they just fit my airgun.—Pearson’s Weekly. Just For Fun—Little seven-year-old James came home from school the first day with determined look on his face. He was decided on one point. “Mother,” he cried, “I'm going to school and be a school teacher!” James,” said his mother, laughing, “how can you? You don’t know enough.” “Don’t know enough?” exclaimed the would-be-teacher. ‘You don’t have to know anything! All you have to do is ask questions!"—IVatchman and Examiner. The Tactful Dentist “Vous mares pas trop souffert?™ ‘m afraid { hurt you that time."—Le Pile-Méle (Paris). 2 A Slow Process—Mrs. Brown was at the back of the church waiting to have her baby christened. Baby was getting so she beckoned the verger. s the sermon nearly finished?” she whispered. “No, mum,” replied the verger, “an- other half-hour of it yet. He’s only on his ‘lastly.’” “But,” said Mrs. Brown, “will it take him half an hour to get through his ‘lastly’? “No, mum,” was the demure reply, “but there’s the ‘one more word and I'm done,’ and the ‘finally,’ and the ‘in con- clusion’ to come yet. Don’t be impa- tient.""—London Tit-Bits. A Difficulty—The day of churches “beyond denominations” is here, and we give herewith another example of pressing on the good work: The mayor of a far inland town was about to engage a preacher for the new church. “Parson, ye aren’t by any chance a Baptist, be ye?” “No, not necessarily, Why?” “Wal, I was just a-goin’ to say we have to haul our water twelve miles.”— Christian Advocate,