AN American Statesman who had twisted the tail of the British Lion
until his arms ached was at last rewarded by a sharp, rasping
sound.

  "I knew your fortitude¹ would give out after a while," said the
American Statesman, delighted; "your agony attests² my political
power."

  "Agony I know not!" said the British Lion, yawning; "the swivel in
my tail needs a few drops of oil, that is all."

上一篇：The Honest Citizen 下一篇：Wasted Sweets