He was a twentieth-century hustling- builder, and under his auspices cottages and buildings seemed to siting- up like mushrooms. “Please, sir,” said one of his foramen, rushing up to him one morning in a state of mental collapse, “one o’ the new houses has fallen down in the, night.” “What he roared. ‘‘You moan to say that one of my well-built, desirable residential houses has come to gnel ? Ah, 1 suppose you took the scaffolding down belore you put , on the wall-paper ?” | "Yes, sir.v , ‘‘Well, what can you expect, you rank outsider? Call youiseli .a foienuui? (let off the woiks. You’re sacked.”
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Pelorus Guardian and Miners' Advocate., Volume 19, Issue 100, 18 December 1908, Page 2
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117Page 2 Advertisements Column 1 Pelorus Guardian and Miners' Advocate., Volume 19, Issue 100, 18 December 1908, Page 2
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