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Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 79, Issue 278, 24 November 1936, Page 10

Easy An Irishman crossed the Atlantic to try his luck in America. When he ar--1 rived in New York a sailor came up to him and inquired: “Arc you a stranger i here, Buddy?” i "Sue 1 am! ’’ i “Well,” continued the other, “wheni ever you travel in a train on this side, ’ never ride in the last coach.” “But why shouldn’t I ride in the last coach? “Because that’s whore all the aci cidents happen.” i The Irishman scratched his head for a moment. Then his face brightened I as he exclaimed: “Begorrah! If all the accidents happen to the last coach, s why don't you leave it oil?” ! Fire! “Yo ! sells lire insurance?” asked the coloured woman. ’■ ‘‘Certainly," replied the insurance ’ agent. “What premises do yon want. ' covered?” ’ “Naw premises at all; il's ma. old man Ah wants fixed up.” “Oh, then you want life insurance.” “No, sir, Ah do not. Ah wants fire insurance. That no-good nigger has I been fired fo’ times in da last fo’ ! weeks.” ■s> <3> 3> . They were trying to explain to the intelligent Frenchman the meaning of ; the expression “an ideal wife.” After they had laboured for some time, his 1 face lit with comprehension. 5 “Ah, 1 see it!” he exclaimed. “Ze ideal wife —ze fancy woman! Y’es?”