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Northland Age, Volume 24, Issue 48, 26 March 1925, Page 7

The following dialogue actually took place between a visiting examiner and a pupil in a school in the Old Country:— Examiner: “Now then, the first boy in the grammar class." First Boy: “Here I be, sir.” Examiner: “W ell, my good boy, can you tell me what vowels are?” First Boy: “Yes, sir, they be chickens!” "John,” said Mrs. Newlywed, a city-bred colledge-t rained young womanf’eows give milk, don’t they?” “Yes, my love. “Then the farmer gets it for nothing, and we have to pay fifteen cents a quart for it. Now want I,d like to know is who gets the proai?” Nervous Musican: I—er —I just called round, madam, to tell you that your cat —er—kept us awake last night with its serenade. lama musican my self and a humane man, and I—er—don’t wish to suggest that you have the animal —er—destroyed, but I thought it would help if you could have it —er—er—tuned.