To Raise A Smile

Northern Advocate, 9 December 1937, Page 4

To Raise A Smile

(Sent in. by Mary Ross, Whangarei P. 0.) Bobby's mother had invited a few friends to tea and Bobby consequently was instructed to be on his best behaviour. The conversation having become animated at the table, our young friend was forgotten. A few moments afterwards his mother asked the servant for a clean plate. “You can have mine, mamma; there’s nothing on it,” said poor little Bobby. i * * * “Doctor,” called the small boy, “Mother says will you please come round to our house, quick.” “Who is ill?” asked the doctor. “Everybody but me. I’ve been naughty, so they wouldn’t give me any of the nice mushrooms father picked in the woods.” * * * * A small boy, who was sitting next to a very haughty lady in a crowded tramcar, kept on sniffing in a most annoying manner. At last the lady could bear it no longer, and turned to the lad: “Boy, have you got a handkerchief?” she demanded. The small boy looked at her for a few seconds, and then, in a dignified tone, came the answer: “Yes I have, but I don’t lend it to strangers.” :!• * * * “Now, Bobby,” said the teacher, “if there were eleven sheep in a field, and six jumped the fence, how many would there be left?” “None,” replied Bobby. “Why, there would,” said ho. “No. sir, there wouldn’t,”' persisted the boy. “You may know arithmetic, but you don't know sheep.” * * * * “Do only women go to heaven, mummy?” “No, child! Men do, loo.” “But I've never seen pictures of angels with whiskers.” “Ah, but you see, a man only gets to heaven by a close shave.”