Tn a certain city there lived a little Cockney Englishman who was possessed with an intense hatred of the Irish and an equally intense love for strong waters. One day, while carrying his usual “ l >ad ” ho stw i -ro-.vd stunting before a furniture dealer’s window in whi -h was di.spbtjtd a picture of I’arnell an 1 las followers, ‘a' en when Parnell was |< , fi r of t c lr-.s:, party in the House of Commons. Beneath the picture w-as the legend, “ Nothing’s too g ’<rj for the Irish. ’ By elbowing and dodging his way thtiiugh the crowd. Cli.irti-* nrrrvel before the picture, studied i. carefully, and without emotion until he spied the inscription. In a voice quivering with indignation. he turned to the crowd nnd exclaimed. “ Naw thin's too good fer the Hirish, heh?” Hi know wot's too good fee the lliru-di; kingin', dawn 'em. 'ang-
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXIX, Issue 25, 21 December 1907, Page 41
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147Page 41 Advertisements Column 1 New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXIX, Issue 25, 21 December 1907, Page 41
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