The teacher put a question to the class:

   "What does a cat have that no other animal has?"

   A number cried in unison:

   "Fur!"

   But an objector raised the point that bears and skunks have fur. One pupil raised an eager hand:

   "I know, teacher—whiskers!"

   But another objector laughed scornfully.

   "Haw-haw! My papa has whiskers!"

   The suggester of whiskers defended her idea by declaring: "My papa ain't got whiskers."

   "'Cause he can't!" the objector sneered. "Haw-haw! Your pa ain't no good. My pa says——"

   The teacher rapped for order, and repeated her question. A little girl raised her hand, and at the teacher's nod spoke timidly.

   "Kittens!"

   *    *    *

   The little girl returned from church deeply musing on the sermon, in which the preacher had declared that animals, lacking souls, could not go to heaven. As the result of her meditation, she presented a problem to the family at the dinner table, when she asked earnestly:

   "If cats don't go to heaven, where do the angels get the strings for their harps?"

   "Oh, mamma," questioned the child, "who's that?" He pointed to a nun who was passing.

   "A Sister of Charity," was the answer.

   "Which one," the boy persisted, "Faith or Hope?"

   The Southern planter heard a commotion in his poultry house late at night. With shot gun in hand, he made his way to the door, flung it open and curtly ordered:

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