‘How did you find the weather in London? asked the friend of the
returned traveler.

‘You don’t have to find the weather in London, replied the traveler.
‘It bumps into you at every corner.

An American and a Scotsman were discussing the cold experienced in
winter in the North of Scotland.

‘Why, it’s nothing at all compared to the cold we have in the States,
said the American. ‘I can recollect one winter when a sheep, jumping
from a hillock into a field, became suddenly frozen on the way, and
stuck in the air like a mass of ice.

‘But, man, exclaimed the Scotsman, ‘the law of gravity wouldn’t allow
that.

‘I know that, replied the tale-pitcher. ‘But the law of gravity was
frozen, too!