y Mark Twain.
Miss C. amused my good-natured father excessively by a description of her experience before the School board.
Among other things I remember she was asked: Which is the largest river in the world?
To this she replied: The Amazon.
Her interrogator frowned severely upon her, and asked: Miss, what are you gwine to do with the Massassippi?
With consummate tact she quickly said: I beg your pardon, I misunderstood your question.
If you asked which is the largest river in the United States, the Mississippi, of course, and I am obliged for your kindness in correcting me.
His vanity was satisfied, and she was voted the school, but not without another poser from one of the profound gentlemen.
Miss, is there anything impossible with God?
She replied: Nothing.
He rejoined: Well, now, I would like to know how God or anybody else could put two mountains side — by side without a valley between them!
She was warned not to waste all your time over your books and a-larnin‘ the