A man was showing his fourth wife around tho village. They visited the churchyard, and paused before an elaborate tombstone, which had been erected by the bridegroom. She read tho inscription. “Here lies Susan, beloved wife of Thomas Johnson; also Jane, beloved wife of Thomas Johnson ; also Mary, beloved wife of Thomas Johnson.” Leaning forward to see the bottom line, she read: “Be ye also ready.” “ Weel, Jock, I hear ye’ve got married.” “ Aye, Donald.” _ “ An’ what kind o’ a body is yer wife; can she sow? ” “No.” “ Make parritch? ” “No.” “What! No’ mak’ parritch? What can she do?” “Weel, Donald, she’s a grand singer.” “ Och, man, but yu’re a daft crcttur’. Wouldn’t a canary hae been cheaper?”
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Evening Star, Issue 20586, 11 September 1930, Page 15
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118Page 15 Advertisements Column 3 Evening Star, Issue 20586, 11 September 1930, Page 15
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