OUT OF THE FRYING PAN.
A ountry vicar had a crusty parishioner who delighted in opposing him in every way. The vicar having been offered another living, accepted, and, when taking his leave of the parish, called upon the parishioner. He was touched by the man's evident regret. "Why, I thought you would be glad to get rid of me 1" exclaimed -the vicar. The man shook his head solemnly. "Well," he said, "you see. sir, I've lived here for nigh W years, and I generally find when a parson leave* that there's never a bad 'un goes but a wuss 'un comes!"
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Evening Post, Volume CVIII, Issue 154, 27 December 1924, Page 17
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103OUT OF THE FRYING PAN. Evening Post, Volume CVIII, Issue 154, 27 December 1924, Page 17
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