A Pleasant Prospect
“Grandma, shall I have a face like you when I get old?” asked the enfant terrible.
“Yes, my dear, if you’re good.”
Balaam’s Sword
A student, showing the Museum at Oxford to a party, produced, among many other curiosities, a rusty sword. “This,” said he, “is a sword with which Balaam was going to kill his ass.” One of the company observed that he thought Balaam had no sword, but only wished for one. “You are right,” replied the student, “and this is the very sword he wished for.”