“So the burglar plundered your whole house! What about the revolver you keep under your pillow?” “Ah, he didn’t find that!” An American travelling through Scotland was impressed by an imposing statue. “Who is that?” he asked an old Scot. “That,” said the loyal Caledonian, drawing himself up proudly, “is a monument to the memory of Wallace.” “Ah,” said the Yank. “Good old Edgar!”
“How sweet of you,” said the girl, “to bring me those lovely flowers. They are so beautiful and fresh. I believe there is a little dew on them yet.” “Yes,” stammered the young man, taken aback, “but I’m going to pay it off to-morrow.”
“I don’t want to complain, cook,” said her mistress, “but that friend who comes to see you stays much too late. I couldn’t get to sleep last night because of her laughter. “I’m sorry, ma’am,” replied the cook. “I was telling her about that time you tried to make a cake.” .
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King Country Chronicle, Volume XXXIII, Issue 4804, 30 June 1939, Page 3
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