Old William, on his first visit to London, was greatly interested in all he saw. Stopping at the corner of a street to light his pipe, be was approached by a man. “Matches, sir?” asked the stranger.
Taking a box from the tray the man was carrying, William lit his pipe, then returned the box to the tray.
“Wonderful place, London," he said; “everything just to hand.”
It was at a concert in the local pub, and a very third-rate thumper was at the piano. “Wonderful! Wonderful!” said a listener to his neighbor.
“How he plays, you mean?” asked the bored one.
“No,” replied the critic, “wonderful how the piano stands It.”
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Cromwell Argus, Volume LXVIII, Issue 3485, 6 September 1937, Page 2
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