The two men were fishing. It was arranged that the first to land a fish should stand the other a dfink. After a few minutes one pointed out triumphantly that his companion had something on his line. The other man drew it in. It was a miserable three-inch specimen. The first man (a Scot) swallowed his drink, and said: “ Well, I think I’ll bait ma hook noo I ” The curate objected to one of the lines he had to say in the village theatricals. It ran: “Good God! He’s shot me ! ” The producer altered the offending exclamation to “ Good gracious ! ” On the night of the show the producer, to obtain greater dramatic effect, inserted an over-ripe tomato in the pistol barrel. Feeling a blow, and seeing a red liquid coursing down his clothes, the curate exclaimed: “ Good God I He HAS shot me ! ” Woods’ Great Peppermint Cure for coughs and colds never fails.
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Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 54, Issue 3894, 26 April 1937, Page 2
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153Page 2 Advertisements Column 4 Te Awamutu Courier, Volume 54, Issue 3894, 26 April 1937, Page 2
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