Small Jimmie discussed with his chief crony the minister’s sermon which had dealt with the sheep and the goats.
“Me,” he concluded, “I don’t know which I am. Mother calls me her lamb, and father calls me kid.”
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Ability to look on two sides of a question is usually a virtue, but it may degenerate into a vice. Thus, a visitor found his bachelor friend glumly studying an evening waistcoat. When inquiry was made, this explanation was forthcoming:
“It’s quite too soiled to wear, but really, it’s not dirty enough to go to the laundry. I can’t make up my mind just what I should do about it.”