"Quite right," said the teacher, beaming. "Now can any of you give me the name of a town in France?"
A small boy at the back of the cla.s.s almost fell over in his eagerness to tell; "Somewhere," he said, breathlessly.
GERMANY
"Germany"s claim that she imports nothing, buys only of herself, and so is growing rich from the war, is a dreadful fallacy."
The speaker was Herbert C. Hoover, chairman of the American Food Board.
"Germany," he went on, "is like the young man who wisely thought he"d grow his own garden-stuff. This young man had been digging for about an hour when his spade turned up a quarter. Ten minutes later he found another quarter. Then he found a dime. Then he found a quarter again.
""By gosh!" he said, "I"ve struck a silver mine," and, straightening up, he felt something cold slide down his leg. Another quarter lay at his feet. He grasped the truth: There was a hole in his pocket."
GERMS
"You don"t seem to pay any attention to these germs."
"I don"t talk about "em any more than is necessary," answered Doc Braney. "I take all possible precautions and then try to ignore "em.
The meanest thing about a germ is that if he can"t attack you anywhere else, he tries to get on your mind."
Daddy was confined to the house with Spanish influenza, and mother was busy sterilizing the dishes which had come from the sick-room.
"Why do you do that?" asked four-year-old Donald.
"Because, dear, poor daddy has germs, and the germs get on the dishes, so then I boil them, and that kills all the horrid germs."
Donald turned this over in his little mind for several minutes. Then:
"Mother, why don"t you boil daddy?"
"She is simply mad on the subject of germs, and sterilizes or filters everything in the house."
"How does she get along with her family?"
"Oh, even her relations are strained."
Mrs. Robinson was an extremely careful mother and had repeatedly cautioned her six-year-old daughter against handling any object that might contain germs. One day the little girl came in and said:
"Mother, I am never going to play with my puppy any more, because he has germs on him."
"Oh, no!" replied her mother. "There are no germs on your puppy."
"Yes, there are," insisted the child. "I saw one hop."--_Life_.
GIFTS
When the captain of the fire department was about to resign, his men banded together and purchased an elaborate, embossed silver horn to present to him at a meeting in the town hall. The fireman who was chosen to make the presentation practiced his speech for days beforehand. The chief, who had been informed of what was to happen, also practiced his speech of acceptance. They rehea.r.s.ed together and were "letter perfect" when they mounted the platform in the town hall.
The throng which confronted them had, however, a disastrous effect.
Holding the horn at arm"s length, the fireman stalked across the platform and with a ghastly expression on his face, said:
"Well, Bill, here"s your horn!"
The chief rose slowly to his feet and gasped: "h.e.l.l! Is that it?"
Not what we give, but what we share, For the gift without the giver is bare.
--_Lowell_.
He gives twice who gives quickly.--_Syrus_.
A gallant Tommy, having received from England an anonymous gift of socks, entered them at once, for he was about to undertake a heavy march. He was soon prey to the most excruciating agony, and when, a mere cripple, he drew off his foot-gear at the end of a terrible day, he discovered inside the toe of the sock what had once been a piece of stiff writing-paper, now reduced to pulp, and on it appeared in bold, feminine hand the almost illegible benediction: "G.o.d bless the wearer of this pair of socks!"--_Punch_.
We like the gift when we the giver prize.--_Sheffield_.
_See also_ Christmas gifts.
GIRLS
Son has just begun to go to school, and has much to say about the new little girls he meets, but every few days it is a different girl that attracts him. His mother said, "I"m afraid, son, that you are changeable."
""Tain"t me that changes, mom," he answered; "it"s them, when you know them better."
Girls we love for what they are; young men for what they promise to be.--_Goethe_.