A Bird in the Hand
The water-logged Scot lay gasping on the dock. He had just been rescued from drowning and was duly grateful. ' Looking up at his rescuer, he exclaimed, “Thank 'ee, mon, thank 'ee. Gie me your name and All’ll iemember ye in my will.” His impecunious deliverer gazed down at him for a moment, and then replied, “Ah, guvnor, Ah’m no desarving o’ such an honour. Suppose ye just cut me off wi’ a shilling right now?”
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Bay of Plenty Times, Volume LXXV, Issue 14259, 7 January 1947, Page 5
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80A Bird in the Hand Bay of Plenty Times, Volume LXXV, Issue 14259, 7 January 1947, Page 5
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