GETTING KNOWN.
The corpulent self-complacent Irishman sank into his most comfortable chair and remarked to his wife, "Well, Kate, my dear, life to me seems to have been one long run of prosperity. First I was plain Hooley; then I married you and became Mr. Hooley. Then I was made Councillor Hooley, and later Alderman Hooley. To cap the lot, as I wint into church yisterday all. the congregation with one accord rose and sang, 'Hooley, Hooley, Hooley!'" *
THE DOCTOR'S ORDERS. Two men, staying in. a! boarding-house, were, on their first night, disturbed by a great noise in the room above them. It sounded as if someone were running about with hobnailed boots on. They did not interfere, however, thinking it would not occur again. But on the secold night it was quite as bad. On the third night it was varied, being a series of heavy bumps. This decided them, and they went upstairs and asked the inmate of the room the reason of the din. "It's only medicine," he said, "and it's a.) good deal harder on me than on you." "Medicine? But surely it's not so bad to take as that?" "Yes, it is. The doctor ordered me to take it two nights running and to skip the - third night, and that's what I'm trying to do." ' .
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Evening Post, Volume CX, Issue 118, 14 November 1925, Page 17
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GETTING KNOWN.
Evening Post, Volume CX, Issue 118, 14 November 1925, Page 17
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