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POLITE TO A FAULT.

He was walking calmly along, when from behind he received a blow from a knife, just below the shonlder-blades. The wounded man turned quickly round and displayed to the horrified would-be assassin a face quite unknown'to him. ‘O, I beg your pardon, sir ; I mistook you for someone else,’ he explained most politely, as raising his hat with one hand, with the other he withdrew his weapon. The wounded stranger was not to be outdone in politeness by his mistaken assailant. ‘O, pray don’t mention it,’ replied he, as with a low bow he hurried off to the nearest surgeon.

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New Zealand Graphic, Volume V, Issue 49, 6 December 1890, Page 20

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POLITE TO A FAULT. New Zealand Graphic, Volume V, Issue 49, 6 December 1890, Page 20

POLITE TO A FAULT. New Zealand Graphic, Volume V, Issue 49, 6 December 1890, Page 20