“Don't you want to buy a bicycle to ride around your farm on?” asked the stores salesman, as he wrapped up the nails. ‘‘They’re cheap now. I can let you have a first-class one cheap.” “I’d rather put my money on a cow,” replied the farmer. “But think,” persisted the salesman, “how foolish you’d look riding around on a cow.” “I don’t know,” said the farmer, stroking his chin; “no more foolish, I guess, than I would milkin’ a bicycle.” “You knew he was a burglar when you married him?” asked the magistrate. “Yes, sir. I thought he’d be quiet about the house.”
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXII, 25 November 1938, Page 3
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103Page 3 Advertisements Column 4 Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXXII, 25 November 1938, Page 3
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