RIG ENOUGH
In a Presbyterian church in a small Canadian town the new minister was greeted by an unctuous alder of his congregation after the first Sunday morning service. The elder, in addition to being unctuous, was huge and unwieldy in form. “Minister, that was a fair sermon you gave us this morning—a little too much science, but fair. Remember, minister, you must feed the sheep, feed the sheep.’’ The little minister, looking his colossal adviser and elder over carefully from head to foot, replied: “Heavens, man, it’s exercise you need, not food.’’ Wife (pointing to high-priced hat in shop window): “John, dear, isn’t that a duck of a hat?’’ Husband: “Yes, but I prefer a duck with a smaller bill!” “You say that your wife is a great linguist?’ “She is.” “How many languages does she speak?” “Oh, it’s all one language.” Customer (to butcher): “Those sausages you sent me had meat at one end and bread at the other.” Butcher: “Yes, ma’am, In these hard times it’s difficult to make both ends meat.”
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Cromwell Argus, Volume LXIV, Issue 3327, 13 August 1934, Page 7
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175RIG ENOUGH Cromwell Argus, Volume LXIV, Issue 3327, 13 August 1934, Page 7
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