IN MERRIER MOOD.

Pahiatua Herald, Volume XLIII, Issue 13178, 10 February 1936, Page 7

IN MERRIER MOOD.

As a rale when a citizen has no use for Communism, Communism has no use for him, either. Although you may not believe it. to look at some of them, no car running is more than thirty years oi l. “My friend,’* said a doctor to his Irish patient. “he composed. We must all die once.’ 1 ’ “An’ it’s that what vexes me,” replied Pat. “If it wor more than wist, sure I'd be aisy enough.” “Bill,” said a cheery friend to a coster just recovering from a serious illness, “I’ve brought"you a few flalirs—l thought if 1 was too late they’d be ’andv for a wreaf. Nice little place you' ’ave ’ere. Bill,” lie added, gazing round, “but I sez to meself when I was coming up, ‘Wot a orkard staircase to get a corfin dahn.’ ” A slum child was enjoying his first glimpse of pastoral life. The setting sun was gilding the grass and roses of the old-fashioned garden, and on a little stool lie sat beside the farmer’s wife, who was plucking a chicken. He watched the operation gravely for some time. Then be spoke: “Do yor take off their clothes every night, lady? 1 *