A BROKEN CORKSCREW.
— While stationed in Aldershot in 1001 an old friend of mine, who hailed from a remote part of the Emerald Isle, paid me a visit. On going out to business one morning I left him alone, witli a bottle of stout to keep him company while I was avvay. After an absence of about two hours I returned, and found my friend with his coat off, perspiring freely. Lying by his side were two corkscrews, broken into pieces, and a good pocket-knife, with all four blades broken.
"Hullo" I said, "what's up, Dick?" "Bedad," he replied, "but that's the devil's own cork !" But it wasn't ; it was a screw stopper, a thing he had never seen before.
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Cromwell Argus, Volume XXXV, Issue 1929, 20 March 1905, Page 2
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120A BROKEN CORKSCREW. Cromwell Argus, Volume XXXV, Issue 1929, 20 March 1905, Page 2
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