"Suppose," said a father to his little boy, "you have half an apple
and I give you another half. How much have you?"

"A whole apple," said the boy.

"Well," continued the father, "suppose you had a half dollar and I
gave you another half dollar. What would you have then?"

"A fit," promptly answered the boy.



_A Valuable Office Boy_

The employer was bending over a table, looking at the directory. The
new office boy slipped up quietly and poked a note into his hand. The
surprised employer opened it, and read:

"Honored Sir--Yer pants is ripped."



_She Had a Question to Ask_

A certain prominent dry-goods merchant is also a Sunday-school
superintendent. Not long since he devoted the last few moments of the
weekly session to an impressive elucidation of the parable of the
Prodigal Son, and afterward asked with due solemnity if any one of the
"little gleaners" present desired to ask a question. Sissy Jones's
hand shot up.