A BULL.

New Zealand Illustrated Sporting & Dramatic Review, Volume XVIII, Issue 1039, 3 February 1910, Page 23

A BULL.

Irishmen are by no means the sole perpetrators of bulls, but they generally make the best ones. Here is a specimen: “Pat, do you like lettuce?” “No, sor, Oi don’t, and, what’s more, Oi’m glad Oi don’t, for av Oi did, Oi’d ate it; and Oi hate the stuff.”.

EXACTLY! Father (after a long search for a book): “Well, here it is; I wonder why one always finds a thing in the last place in which one hunts?” Son: “I expect it’s because when we find what we’re looking for we stop hunting.” SAVED IN TIME. “Yes, my friend, I was about to marry the countess when I suddenly learned that she spent more than 50,000 marks a year on her dressmaker.” “Then what did you do?” “Why, 1 married the dressmaker.”