"See," said the father, "how polite. Two very polite undt spunky poys."
By and by he called out again, "Poys!" and the other little chap looked
up from his play and responded, "Sir?"
Again the father proudly commended them to his companion, saying, "How
polite, how polite."
A third time he ventured to put them to the test, as he said, "Just to
show you vat two polite undt spunky poys I haf," and called out, "poys!"
One of the little fellows straightened himself up at this, and shaking
his fist at the old man, called out:
"Look here, old man, if you don't stop your blame hollerin' at us, I'll
come in there an' bust your head with a brick."
"See!" exclaimed the delighted father, "spunky, spunky! Two very polite
undt spunky poys."
* * * * *
Passing by a mill-pond in winter time, and observing a parcel of boys
skating right under and around a DANGER sign which had been erected
there, a gentleman looked up the miller and expostulated with him for
allowing it.
The miller smiled and said, "You just rest easy, my friend. It's all
right. I put that danger sign there on purpose to attract the boys to
that part of the pond. You see the water is only a foot deep there, but
away on the other side it's twenty feet deep. If I'd a put the danger
sign over there, then they'd all gone over there. So I put it over here.
Catch on?"