AN UMBRELLA MENDER.

Pelorus Guardian and Miners' Advocate., Volume 18, Issue 44, 31 May 1907, Page 7

AN UMBRELLA MENDER.

Two cyclists sot out the other clay for n “spin.” One got a long way ahead of tho other, and, turning an ugly corner in the lane, collapsed over a heap of stones, smashing his machine and getting fearfully mixed up among the spokes. An old woman, with her egg-basket happening to come along just then, was met round tho bend by the second cyclist, who asked her ; “My good woman, have you seen a young man on a bicycle up here?” “Na, na,” was the reply, “I've seen no bicycle; but I've seen a .man sitting on the floor mending umbrellas."