WHAT PUZZLED HIM.
Half a dozen fellows, bound for NewYork had chummed up, on the- liner When about half-way across, Briggs, one' of the most jovial, gave a party, at which champagne flowed pretty freely, and was particularly largely partaken" of by the host. i he next morning one of the party was en deck rather early, when a steward approached. "Mr. Briggs would like to see you, sir," said the man. "He is still in his cabin." Ino other hastened down, and found Brißgs with a wet towel around his head. 'Hallo, old chap, how are you " ho asked. "Oh," I'm all right," was the reply. "I remember nearly everything that happened; but one thjng pr.zzles me. I know I stood the supper; but. I say, old fellow, who paid for the faxi '•
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Evening Post, Volume CIX, Issue 119, 23 May 1925, Page 17
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