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A Philosophical Cabman thus speakes of the section over which his wheels make their tracks : " If you run over a youngster down here," eaid he, " the folks don't say nothin', kase they h;vo got moro children and no wittles for'em—but you jist run over a goat or a kid, or a sow or pig, and blest if a mob ain't arter you in two minits !'• "What- is a Pawxbbokeb ?—A chess-player checkmates society with a " pawn." Does he gire ailj entertainment in honor of his business r—Yes, three balls. No dinner?— None; with him it is "Lent" all 4 he year round. A Cukiocs Epitaph.—The following curious epitaph may now be seen in Dunmore churchyard, Ireland:—"Here lie the ramains of John Hall, grocer. The world is not worth a Jig, and I have good raisins in saying so."

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New Zealand Herald, Volume III, Issue 681, 19 January 1866, Page 6

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Untitled New Zealand Herald, Volume III, Issue 681, 19 January 1866, Page 6

Untitled New Zealand Herald, Volume III, Issue 681, 19 January 1866, Page 6