A farmer named Brown courted a girl unsuccessfully for many years, during which time he drank'her health every day. When for the first time he was observed to omit the custom a friend said: “Come, Brown, your old toast.’’ “ No,” was the reply. “As .1 cannot make her Brown I’ll toast her no more,”- He was done brown.
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Evening Star, Issue 21621, 17 January 1934, Page 3
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58Untitled Evening Star, Issue 21621, 17 January 1934, Page 3
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