DANGER.
Being a curate, of course, he was shy. . Tho othol- Sunday, after service, 'two fair members of his congregation made him sec them home, and, after desperately dragging his. brain, for a topic to converse upon, he said to tho girl on his right hand-T----"What is your favourite hymn?" Tho girl answered coyly— '" 'Draw mo nearer.' Tho curate blushed furiously, and at that moment the other girl said—' "That is only tho chorus; the commencement of tho verse is 'I am thine.' " Then the curato ran hard enough to put the v.'md to shame. , 5 ■■ ,_
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Evening Post, Volume XCVI, Issue 12, 13 July 1918, Page 11
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96DANGER. Evening Post, Volume XCVI, Issue 12, 13 July 1918, Page 11
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