SYMPATHISED WITH JIM.

Golden Bay Argus, Volume XII, Issue 46, 14 April 1910, Page 3

SYMPATHISED WITH JIM.

An excited, middle-aged lady bounced into the local police-station the other day and accosted the inspector on duty.

“Where’s my Jim ?” she demanded, “Beg pard'on, madam—dog, I pre sume ?” said the officer.

“Don’t you dare to presume nothing of the kind.” snapped the lady. “Dog, indeed ! No, sir, husband—my husband. He’s missing, disappeared, decamped ” “You don’t say so !”

“But I’d have you to understand that I do say so, young man. How dare you sit there and flatly contradict a ratepayer ?—leastways, the lawful wife of one. I’ll report you, sir. Do you hear that ? I’ll report you ! Where’s my husband ?”

“My dear madam ’’ “How dare you eall me your dear> madam ? Do you think I come here to be insulted ? I tell you my husband has decamped, and you sit tbera like a dummy. What do you think of that ?”

I “Well, madam,” responded the polite inspector, “I haven’t the pleasure of your husband’s acquaintance, hut I should say he’s a very wise man. Constable Blunt, show this lady out.”