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They Arranged It.

There was a somewhat mixed crowd at a masquerade ball given in a fashionable suburb, Jammixer was present, but Mrs. Jammixer was not. Approaching a veiled nun, he playfully tapped her on the shoulder, and said:

“Fair saintess, I recognize thee by thy sylph-like form.” To his amazement he recognized the voice of his cook, Biddy Muldoon. “ Plaze, sor, don’t tell the ould lady at home that yez met me here.” “That’s all right, Biddy, and don’t you tell the old lady you met me here. Ta-ta, fair saintess.”

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Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 281, 3 September 1886, Page 2 (Supplement)

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They Arranged It. Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 281, 3 September 1886, Page 2 (Supplement)

They Arranged It. Woodville Examiner, Volume 3, Issue 281, 3 September 1886, Page 2 (Supplement)