Chit-Chat of Humor, Wit, and Anecdote

“My dear,” said an anxious father …

to his bashful daughter of sixteen, “I intend that you shall be married, but I do not intend you shall throw yourself away on any wild, worthless boy of the present day. You must marry a man of sober, mature age; one that can charm you with wisdom and good advice, rather than with personal attraction. What do you think of a fine, intelligent, mature husband of fifty?”

The timid, meek, blue-eyed little daughter looked in the man’s face, and with the slightest possible touch of interest in her voice, answered,

“I think two of twenty-fibe would be better, pa.”