A Wicklow girl coming from the field being told by her poetic cousin that she looked as fresh as a daisy kissed by dew, said, “ Well, it wasn’t that name, but it was O’Brien that kissed me. I told him that every one in Wicklow would find it out.”
A man who had borrowed a sack of a neighbour to go to mill with, was knocked into the water and drowned, and the bag lost. When the news was brought to his bereaved wife, she exclaimed, 44 My gracious, what a fuss’ll be made now about that sack! ”
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Globe, Volume V, Issue 563, 7 April 1876, Page 3
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98Page 3 Advertisements Column 2 Globe, Volume V, Issue 563, 7 April 1876, Page 3
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