A FISH STORY

Golden Bay Argus, Volume VI, Issue 73, 21 October 1897, Page 2

A FISH STORY

" You must be on your good behaviour this evening, George, for the minister is to take dinner with us," said a lady to her worser half last Thursday.

" What h%ve you for dinner ?" queried the husband.

" Well, I know he is fond of fish, so I bought quite a string of small livei fish, and several larger ones from the dam."

" I'm not much at doing the honours when we have a minister at the table," said George, " but I think we can get through with it all right." Half an hour later they were seated at the table, and a bh ssiug had been asked by the minister. A little nervously, the head of the family began dishing out the vegetables, and, turning to the guest, said, "Will you have some of the river fish,or would you prefer some of the dam big fish." The warning kick under the table from his wife was unnecessary. He knew he had blundered, and cold beads of perspiration started out on his forehead. " I mean," trying to repair the error, " will you have some of the dam river fish or some of the big fish ?" Worse and more of it. His daughter slyly pulled his co'.«t-lail, to bring him to his senses.

" That is, would you like some of the river fish or some of the other dam fish ?"

The deep carnation spreading over the good lady's face didn't mend matters a bit, and with a gasp he plunged in once more—- " Ahem ! Which of the dam fish do you prefer, anyway."