A bishop had been touring a slum area. After an hour’s tramp he became a little hazy regarding iiis whereabouts, and asked an urchin how (o get home. The youngster gave detailed directions, and all the time his eyes were fixed oil the bishop’s gaiters. When he had finished his instructions the lad gave a. final glance at (lie encased legs, anil then asked in irrepressible curiosity, “What s up, mister? Someone pinched yer bike?”
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXVI, 9 January 1936, Page 8
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