A young cotton worker and his wife had been married only a lew months, but it was quite apparent to the wife that her husband’s affection for her was on the wane. John developed a tendency to stay out late at night, and now it was early morning, when his wife heard a Violent knocking at the door. “What’s there 7” asked she, from the bedroom window. ’"lt’s me," replied John, meekly, “I’ve just come from the meeting. We have been considering the present strike.” “Oh, have you ? Well, you Can sit on the doorstep and consider the present lock-out !” was tfce retort.
Mistress—Nora, I saw a policeman in the park to-day kiss a baby. I hope you will remember my objection to such thing*. Nora—Shure, ma’am, no policeman would iver think ov klsuin’ yer baby whin I’m aroued.
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Northland Age, Volume VIII, Issue 26, 16 February 1912, Page 2
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139Page 2 Advertisements Column 1 Northland Age, Volume VIII, Issue 26, 16 February 1912, Page 2
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