up the lady, "I'd have you know I'm a lady."

"Well," said the man as he strode off, "so is the station agent."

"_Follow the Leader_"

A young curate was asked to take a Sunday-school class of girls of
eighteen or nineteen years each, which had formerly been taught by a
lady. The young clergyman consented, but insisted upon being properly
introduced to the class. The superintendent accordingly took him to
the class for this purpose and said:

"Young ladies, I introduce to you Mr. Chase, who will in future be
your teacher. I would like you to tell him what your former teacher
did each Sunday so that he can go on in the same way. What did she
always do first?"

And then a miss of sixteen said: "Kiss us."

_Very Easily Explained_

A neighbor whose place adjoined Bronson Alcott's had a vegetable
garden in which he took a great interest. Mr. Alcott had one also,
and both men were especially interested in their potato patches. One
morning, meeting by the fence, the neighbor said, "How is it, Mr.
Alcott, you are never troubled with bugs, while my vines are crowded
with them?"

"My friend, that is very easily explained," replied Mr. Alcott. "I
rise very early in the morning, gather all the bugs from my vines and
throw them into your yard."

_Proved His Teacher Wrong_

Little Willie's father found his youthful son holding up one of his
rabbits by the ears and saying to him: "How much is seven times seven,
now?"

"Bah," the father heard the boy say, "I knew you couldn't. Here's
another one. Six times six is how much?"

"Why, Willie, what in the world are you doing with your rabbit?" asked
the father.

Willie threw the rabbit down with disgust. "I knew our teacher was
lying to us," was all he said.

"Why, how?" asked his father.

"Why, she told us this morning that rabbits were the greatest
multipliers in the world."

At the Department Store

A man with a low voice had just completed his purchases in the
department store, says the "Brooklyn Eagle."

"What is the name?" asked the clerk.

"Jepson," replied the man.

"Chipson?"

"No, Jepson."

"Oh, yes, Jefferson."

"No, Jepson; J-e-p-s-o-n."

"Jepson?"

"That's it. You have it. Sixteen eighty-two----"

"Your first name; initial, please."

"Oh, K."

"O.K. Jepson."

"Excuse me, it isn't O. K. You did not understand me. I said 'Oh'."

"O. Jepson."

"No; rub out the O. and let the K. stand."

The clerk iooked