The Old, Old Story.
The starchiest matron of the parish had gone to the rectory to arrange that her bibulous eook should sign the pledge and was received by the eurate. “I have come." she said, “to arrange for the signing of the teetotal pledge by someone in whom 1 am mueh interested. When this can be done?”
“Oh, no time like the present,” answered the curate, gaily, handing he> a pen.
“But it is not for myself,” spoke the lady, icily. “Oh. go on! They all say that.” There is a vacancy for a curate in the parish.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXVI, Issue II, 12 January 1901, Page 59
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99The Old, Old Story. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXVI, Issue II, 12 January 1901, Page 59
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