BOYS WILL BE BOYS.
It was the young man’s first appearance at the festive board of his adored one’s parents. Everything passed off harmoniously until Grace’s seven-year-old. brother broke the blissful silence by exclaiming : "‘Oh, ma, yer oughter seen Mr. Jackson the other night, when he called to take Grace to the drill. He looked so nice sittin’ Tongside of her with his arm ” “Fred!” screamed the maiden, whose face began to assume the colour that Is calculated to enrage a bull, quickly placing her hand over the boy’s mouth. “Yer oughter seen him,”'continued the persistent informant, after the embarrassed girl’s hand was removed; “he bad his arm ” “Freddie !” shouted the mother, as in her frantic attempt to reach the boy, she upset the contents of the teapot in Mr. Jackson’s lap. “I was just going to say,” the half-frightened hoy pleaded, between; a cry and an injured whine, “he hadf his arm — “You bad boy,” thundered the father ; “get out !” And the boy did so, exclaiming.: “I was only going to say Mr. Jackson had his army clothes on ; and he can’t say he hadn’t.”
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Pelorus Guardian and Miners' Advocate., Volume 23, Issue 6, 23 January 1912, Page 2
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186BOYS WILL BE BOYS. Pelorus Guardian and Miners' Advocate., Volume 23, Issue 6, 23 January 1912, Page 2
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