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Lake Wakatip Mail, Issue 2904, 31 January 1911, Page 7

AN UNEXPECTED PRIZE. With a deftness acquired by long and patient practice the pickpocket extracted an old but well-filled purse from the hip-pocket of the unsuspecting old gentleman with the beaming countenance, against jvhom he had carelessly brushed, a nd on reaching a secluded place he opened it. The contents had been wrapped with great care in numerous thicknesses of blank paper. Removing the wrappings one by one, he found in the centre of the package a card with this inscription: "Young man, give up your career of crime ! Nothing in it !" Skinner : "Good morning, ma'am ! Did you ever see anything so unset: tied as the weather has been lately ?' Mrs. Hashley : "Well, there's your board bill, Mr. Skinner." I believe there are lots of men—aye, and women, too, more's the pity—who think far more of their dogs and horses than they do of their children.—Hon. Mrs. Erskine. "What I want," said the young man, "is to get married and have a quiet and peaceful home of my own." "Well," replied the man who knew, "sometimes it works that way, and sometimes it's like joining a debating society."