THE LADY WAS INFLAMMABLE.
♦ A youth from the country, who was new to the delights of town lodging, recently entered an oilshop and, producing a bottle labelled " Best Unsweetened Gin," asked for a pint of lamp oil. "Better take the label off, in case of accidents, hadn't I?" asked the oilman. "Don't matter a bit," was the reply, " there's only me and the cat ever to the cupboard, and I don't mind if I do kill the cat." " Killed the cat yet?" asked the oilman, as the youth was passing the next day. " No, I haven't," said the youth, with a pußzled look, " but there's a bit of a mystery somewhere. My landlady has been right queer since last night; she won't open her mouth within yards of a box of matches, and she smells something awful o' paraffin."
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Star (Christchurch), Issue 8677, 18 July 1906, Page 1
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