The Cold, Hard Truth.
"Oi can see red rowses bloomin' !" sang the street vocalist, inharmoniously, and he was about to broach, the second spasm when a carpenter's apprentice beckoned him. to his side. "I'll give you tuppence, he declared, generously, ''if you'll stay in this shed and sing till I come back. I'm dyin' for a. drink o' milk." And the songster assented. Soon the apprentice reappeared, wiping his mouth, and paid over the twopence, as he had promised. "I s'posc," &aid the vocalist, knowingly, "that my \oice .s about the same as yours, an' you thought your boss wouldn't know the difference — eh?"
The other looked at him indignantly, and then replied : "Your \oice the same a*> mine! I should hope not. If you want to know, it's the h ame as my saw's, and I wanted the gm'iu.r to think I was workin' hard on thoe planks !"
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Otago Witness, Issue 2856, 9 December 1908, Page 91
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149The Cold, Hard Truth. Otago Witness, Issue 2856, 9 December 1908, Page 91
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