Article image
Article image
Article image
Article image

A BRISK WIND.

County Treasurer (to tourist): ‘No, sir: We do not have cyclones in this part of Kansas. Sometimes the wind is a tritle brisk, but ' Rip : Slam ! Crash ! Smash ! Thud ! Treasurer (emerging from the big safe, ten miles away and ten minutes later): ‘ Yes, as I was saying, sometimes the wind blows pretty brisk. It Why’ hello ! Thar's that stranger impaled on that broken sycamore limb up thar : That's too bad '. Kinder reckoned on selling him a couple o’ lots.’

This article text was automatically generated and may include errors. View the full page to see article in its original form.
Permanent link to this item

https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/periodicals/NZGRAP18910829.2.58.8

Bibliographic details

New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 35, 29 August 1891, Page 332

Word Count
82

A BRISK WIND. New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 35, 29 August 1891, Page 332

A BRISK WIND. New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 35, 29 August 1891, Page 332