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A DOUBTFUL BARGAIN.

Mr. Newryrich, who had gone out for a day's shooting, was returning in the evening with a bag as empty as when he started, when he saw a man, apparently a farmer, leaning over a gate, gazing at some clucks in a pond. "What will you take for a shot at those ducks?" asked Newlyrich. ' The man stared, but did not reply. "Will half o. crown satisfy you?" The countryman nodded, and pocketed the coin gleefully. Bang went our friend's gun, and immediately afterwards two of the ducks dropped. "I think I have made a good bargain," said the man with the gun, as he packed the bodies of tne victims in his bag. "So hare I," said the countryman dryly; "them there ducks ain't mine, ere comes the farmer!"

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Evening Post, Volume CXII, Issue 39, 14 August 1926, Page 21

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A DOUBTFUL BARGAIN. Evening Post, Volume CXII, Issue 39, 14 August 1926, Page 21

A DOUBTFUL BARGAIN. Evening Post, Volume CXII, Issue 39, 14 August 1926, Page 21