How on earth he ever expected to get an ocean out there, half way up the summit of our highest mountain, no sane person could imagine, and I turned the vials of my wrathful satire upon him.
"You ought to start a Ferry Company from the Desert of Sahara to the top of Mount Ararat," I observed, as dryly as I knew how.
"The notion is not new," he replied instantly.

"I have already given the matter some thought, and it isn't impossible that the thing will be done before I get through.

There will be a demand for such a thing all right some day, but whether it will be a permanent demand is the question." It may interest the public to know that it was at this period that I invented a term that has since crept into the language as a permanent figure of speech.

Speaking to my wife on the subject of the day's adventure that very evening, after I had expressed my determination to apply for the appointment of a Commission De Lunatico Enquirendo on Noah's behalf, she endeavored to quiet my anxiety on the score of his good sense by saying: "Don't worry, dear.

He is very serious in this matter.