A Scotchman weis brought before a London magistrate on the charge of being drunk and disorderly. “What have you to say for j'ourself, sir ?" demanded the magistrate, indignantly. “You look like a respectable man, and ought to be ashamed to stand there." “I am Terra sorry, air, but I cam’ up in bad company fra Glasgow," humbly replied the prisoner. “What sort of company ?’’ “A lot of teetotalers !" was the startling response. “Do you mean to say teetotalers are bad company ?" * exclaimed the magistrate in surprise. “I think they are the best of company for such as you." “Beggin’ yer pardon, sir," answered the prisoner, “ye’re wrong ; for I had a bottle of whuakey an’ I had to drink it all myaal** !"
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Northland Age, Volume IV, Issue 47, 13 July 1908, Page 2
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