A GOOD IT.
Percy, of the Sloppington Sloggers, had brought his very ownest girl to see the match. There she sat, a fair vision, in the most comfy deck-chair, and the sweetest summer smile, hoping and trusting that Percy would show them what was what.
With square-set jaw, and a determination to make that trundling chap wish he's never bowled a ball in his life, Tercy, bepadded and begloved, strode to the wicket. Along came his chance—a sneaky, round-the-corner, knock-me-over-the-hedge sort of delivery. Click ! The stumps enfolded one another in a fond embrace. "By Jove, Percy's got a duck, hasn't he ?" exclaimed the fair girl's neighbour, turning to her in dismay. The fair girl blushed crimson. "Why, yes, of—of course he has !" she stammered prettily. "I—l'm it !"
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Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 2904, 31 January 1911, Page 7
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127A GOOD IT. Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 2904, 31 January 1911, Page 7
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