Up in Maine a motorist came across a lonely hut and interviewed the proprietor with a view to writing up the locality.
"Whose house is this?" he asked.
"Moggs."
"What in the world is it built of?"
"Logs."
"Any animals natural to the locality?"
"Frogs."
"What sort of soil have you?"
"Bogs."
"How about the climate?"
"Fogs."
"What do you live on chiefly?"
"Hogs."
"Have you any friends?"
"Dogs."
The conceited young man had been in the hospital for some time and had been extremely well looked after by the pretty young nurse.
"Nurse," said the patient, one morning. "I'm in love with you. I don't want to get well."
"Don't worry," replied the nurse cheerfully, "you won't. The doctor's in love with me too and he saw you kissing me this morning."
"Did you hear the story about the peacock?"
"No."
"It's a beautiful tale."
"Believe it or not, but when I see red I'm happy."
"How's that?"
"I sell sunburn remedy."