After Many Years

Hawke's Bay Herald-Tribune, Issue 89, 1 May 1937, Page 16

After Many Years

\ • ■ They wero very much in love, but' there came a day when thoy had a bittcr quarrel and .parted, each rosolving never to see the other again. Years passed, and - they had almosf forgotten the little Jove affair, when they met' at >a' dance. The- man felt embarrassed, but said, softly: t'Why> Muriel!.". .. ...... She look^d at him indifferently. . ; • "Let me. see," she said, calmly, "was it you.-or -your brother who used-to ;be an'admirer of mine?".. ... '• f'l reaily don't xememberj" he »,re-, plied, affably.. "Probably my father.' ' ' & &. ; 4> - She had • been badgerihg the assistant for an hour without making a piirchase, and the coynter was deep in the materials that had been sphwtted to , her. ' "On the'whole," she said at least, "I think, after all, that I want muslin.,, "Then, ' ' • said -the reekless - assistant, "allow mc to shbw ' you. soihe, leather ' goods. "

, - An old village woman was renownedfor the fact that she grumbled at everything and everybod-y. . ' - The vicar had- determinod-to try to iind some thing' about which she had no complaint. At last ho thought he had found "it ' in the old .lady's crop \ of potatoes, whu^i was. the linest for miles around." ' /-. . , "Ah, for pnee you must be pieaged," be *said^ with a beaming smlle, as he .met.her in front of her cottage. "Eyery* body 's saying • how . splendid your potatoes are this year." The old woman giowered at him- - as she a'nswered: "They're not so batl. But where 's the bad potatoes for the pigs?" §> ■ S> ® \ - ■ ■ ■ . -. N • Eeward ... A eollector caUed^severaT tjiaes .at a certain house without getting paid— "Mother Was always -out. " - This -time he said-to -the -boy who answered the door, ".if you, tell me where your mother. is I vill gif you something for yourself.'' ''Me mother's! in tho ncighbour's house," said tho iad. "Vell now, for telling me, which , vill you' haf ? " holding up a penny and a sixpence. "Aa'll not be -greedy, sir. AaTl'hey the little 'un." - •• "Vell, vell, that vos nice of you," said the visitor. "You.voS a-goot: leetlo 'fellow, and for not being- grcecly I' vill give you the big one!"