THE RETORT.

New Zealand Tablet, 24 July 1919, Page 45

THE RETORT.

He was regaling a breathless crowd with a vera-cious-story of a shipwreck, and how he and his mates had escaped on a raft, and after many exciting adventures had lauded on a desert island. “And the beach of that island,” he said impressively, “was red with lobsters.” “But,” interposed the objectionable person who glories in spoiling a good story, “that won’t do. Jack. Lobster-s ain’t red before they are boiled.” Jack was silent for a moment; it seemed that he had at last met his Waterloo. But soon a smile lit up his face. “But who didn’t know that?” he asked, scathingly of his persecutor. “This ex*e was a volcanic island, and o’ course, the waters was all bilixig ’ot!”