An Irishman who had been celebrating was on' Ins way home. Jt was after midnight, and as lie crossed a bridge he saw a reflection of the moon on the water. He stopped, and was gazing into the water when a policeman approached from the opposite direction. The Irishman, addressing the policeman, said: “ Phwat’s the matter down there?” “ Why, that’s the moon,” replied the policeman. “ Well, how the deuce did L get up here?” Client: “But the husband you are recommending me limps.” Matrimonial Agent: “ Well, marry a healthy young man and ha will play football or go to winter sports and break his leg. Then he will limp. Take Mr Smith and you have him limping already.”
Permanent link to this item
Hononga pūmau ki tēnei tūemi
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/ESD19360914.2.98
Bibliographic details
Ngā taipitopito pukapuka
Evening Star, Issue 22443, 14 September 1936, Page 10
Word count
Tapeke kupu
118Untitled Evening Star, Issue 22443, 14 September 1936, Page 10
Using this item
Te whakamahi i tēnei tūemi
Allied Press Ltd is the copyright owner for the Evening Star. You can reproduce in-copyright material from this newspaper for non-commercial use under a Creative Commons New Zealand BY-NC-SA licence. This newspaper is not available for commercial use without the consent of Allied Press Ltd. For advice on reproduction of out-of-copyright material from this newspaper, please refer to the Copyright guide.
Log in