An Unconscious Insult
A FRENCHMAN, who had learned English, wished to lose no opportunity of
saying something pretty. One evening he observed to Lady R., whose dress
was fawn color, and that of her daughter pink, Milady, your daughter is
de pink of beauty.--Ah, monsieur, you Frenchmen always
flatter.--No, madam, I only do speak the truth, and what all de world
will allow, that your daughter is de pink, and you are de drab of
fashion.