RESULT—NO BACK ANSWERS.
“Flour and twenty minutes, next train, sir,” said the porter, as he turned into the porters’ room on the little country station, “IF’m,” muttered the Irishman, philosophically, as lie entered the wait-ing-room, “I’ll put on a pipe.” He had been calmly seated for about a quarter of an hour, when a fussy, nervy, little woman entered and sat on the chair next him. “Sir, if you were a gentleman,” she remarked, with asperity, “you would not smoko here.” “If ye were a lady, ma’am, ye’d sit further away,” he retorted. Strained silence pervaded the atmosphere, but presently she hurst forth again in a. thin, cutting voice. ' “If you were my husband, I’d give you poison.” Slowly and comprehensively, the son of Erin surveyed the acrimonious lady, puffing quietly at his pipe. “If you were my wife,” he said, as he quietly felt for his pouch, “I’d take it!”
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Waipa Post, Volume VIII, Issue 377, 22 December 1914, Page 3
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151RESULT—NO BACK ANSWERS. Waipa Post, Volume VIII, Issue 377, 22 December 1914, Page 3
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