Spades Were Trutpps Some friends were discussing the death of Mr Bridge, who had devoted much ot his lifetime to playing cards. “Well,” said A., “his last call’s made. Spades are trumps.” “Yes,” replied 8., “but the game’s not yet finished.” “How’s that ?” rerparked “He’s waiting for -the last trump,” Was the witty reply,
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Northland Age, Volume 28, Issue 57, 11 July 1928, Page 4
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