Lady- Now that I have given you a dinner I suppose you wou't object to sawing a little wood for me. Tramp- That is labor, isn't it? Lady - I suppose so. Tramp- You have heard ot the dignity of labor, haven't you? Lady- Yes. Tramp - Well, madam, don't you think it would be presumptuous in a miserable looking wrech like me to aspire feo any dignity ? 'o; I'm a tramp, but I'm no upatart. Good day, madam.