THE GERMAN AND HIS CONTRACT. When the village decided that it could afford to have its streets sprinkled, old Fritz Pfankucken was put in charge of the waggon. One day while on his rounds he stopped to gossip with a crony. And suddenly he looked up at the sky. ‘ 'Mein Gotti” was his exclamation, as he started his horses. “It iss going to rain!” He turned in farewell, and discovered an amazed expression on his friend’s face. “I must hurry up,” he called back, “and vater dese streets, Odcrvi.se it iss no usel”
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Evening Star, Issue 15076, 7 January 1913, Page 2
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93Page 2 Advertisements Column 5 Evening Star, Issue 15076, 7 January 1913, Page 2
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