A keen-eyed mountaineer led his overgrown son into a country
schoolhouse.
"This here boy's arter larnin'," he announced. "What's yer bill o'
fare?"
"Our curriculum, sir," corrected the school-master, "embraces geography,
arithmetic, trigonometry--"
"That'll do," interrupted the father. "That'll do. Load him up well with
triggernometry. He's the only poor shot in the family."