Still Cheerful.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXX, Issue XXVI, 27 June 1903, Page 1829

Still Cheerful.

Patrick was lying in bed in a hospital. He had been brought in a few days before after a severe fall from the top storey of a building on which he had been working. With all his suffering he never lost his cheerful spirits, and enlivened many of the other patients with his bright remarks and stories. The doctor happened to come along, and he asked him how he felt. “Fairly well, doctor; but this right leg of moine is a very ungrateful spalpeen, consitherin’ that it wuz only broken in

wan place whin it might have been smashed in a dozen.” “How did you fall. Patrick?” asked the doctor. “Did you lose your head?” “Faith, no; sure it was me footin’ oi lost.” "What time did it happen?” “Well, oi wuzn’t so sure before I fell, but 1 wuz thinkin’ while oi was coinin’ down that it wuz somewheres near din-ner-hour, an’ I wuz convinced of that same as oi passed the second storey, fer oi saw the people in there atin’ dinner.”