Flattery


An eminent statesman was being driven rapidly by his chauffeur, when the

car struck and killed a dog that leaped in front of it. At the

statesman's order, the chauffeur stopped the car, and the great man got

out and hurried back to where a woman was standing by the remains. The

dead dog's mistress was deeply grieved, and more deeply angered. As the

statesman attempted to address her placatingly, she turned on him

wrathfully, and told him just what she thought, which was considerable

and by no means agreeable. When, at last, she paused for breath, the

culprit tried again to soothe her, saying:



"Madam, I shall be glad to replace your dog."



The woman drew herself up haughtily, surveyed the statesman with supreme

scorn, and hissed:



"Sir, you flatter yourself!"



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