HARD LUCK.
An Irishman was looking into the window of a chemist's shop. He noticed that all the drugs and medicines were being sold at a reduced price. "Sure," said he as he turned away, "it's just my luck. I am never ill when I ought to ba."
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Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 146, 21 June 1924, Page 17
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48HARD LUCK. Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 146, 21 June 1924, Page 17
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