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Evening Star, Issue 19795, 20 February 1928, Page 6

Little Leslie was of an inquiring turn of mind, but his mother usually managed to answer his question. “ Why does daddy go to town every day?” asked Leslie on one occasion. ‘‘He goes to work,” the mother explained, “ so that we can have good dinners.” A day or two later, as Leslie took his placo at the dinner table, ho surveyed the things on their dishes with a disparaging glance. Suddenly ho turned a suspicious eye on his father. “ You didn’t do much to-day, did you?” he remarked. Mother: “You mustn’t be so vain, Elsie. You are always looking into the mirror,” Elsie (aged four); “I’m not vain, mother, I don’t think I’m Jaalf as good-looking as I really am."