HOW THE OLD CENT FOOLED HIM.
H \PGOOI> ; ‘ I made an attempt to call on my best girl last evening.' Bilgus : ‘Ah 1 Then you didn't succeed ?’ Hapgood : ‘No, sir, I didn't. As I was walking softly up the gravel path, whom should I see upon the verandah but her father, with a bloodthirsty-looking bull-dog squatting by his side. “ Come right along, young man," said the old gent ; “ this dog will not harm a hair of your head. ” Bilgus : ‘ Well, did he ?’ Hapgood ‘ No, he didn t harm my hair, but he took a two-inch slice of flesh ofl" the calf of my right leg.’
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 40, 1 October 1892, Page 9812
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105HOW THE OLD CENT FOOLED HIM. New Zealand Graphic, Volume IX, Issue 40, 1 October 1892, Page 9812
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