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Greymouth Evening Star, 22 December 1934, Page 2

Young Bartholomew had taken up the study of anatomy at school and had shown much interest in it. The progress at school, however, was too slow, so he sought to gain more information at home. One afternoon, upon returning from school, as he sat hunger-, ily devouring a large piece of bread’ and butter, he asked his mother in grave perplexity, “Mother, I know where my liver is, but where is my bacon!” “I hope, Flora, that you have seriously considered the matter,” said a Scottish lady to her servant girl, who had “given notice,” because .Jie was to bo married “that day two weeks.” “Indeed I have, ma’am,” was the reply. “I’ve been to two fortune tellers, an’ a clairvoyant, an’ looked in a sign book, an’ dreamed on a lock o’ his hair, an’ I called on one o’the asterrologers, an’ they a’ tell me to go ahead, ma’am. I’m no’ a person to marry reckless like, ye ken.”