Patrick bad, decided to sell his re"laininq horse, as business was very bad. He took the animal to market and iff°red him to the first farmer he met. “Three pounds!” said the farmer, after one nnick look at the docile quadraped. “ What!” exclaimed the Irishman. “Three pounds for a horse?” “Well,'it’s only got one eye.” “One eye, did ye say?” echoed ” the other. “Be off wid ye, man! Can’t ye see the intelligent craythur’s giving me the wink not to accept your offer?” A sociologist says drink is seldom the case of poverty. Not for the bootlegger, anyway.
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Evening Star, Issue 20313, 23 October 1929, Page 12
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