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Kaipara and Waitemata Echo, 8 May 1914, Page 8

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Of course you know the story of the Irishman who was painting a fence, and who worked for all he was worth in order that he might get his job finished before the paint gave out. It was one of those jokes our grandmothers laughed at before our grandfathers bought razors. Well, here's a version of it :— An Irishman—a chaff cur—driving his master home from the country late one evening. The nearer the car approached the town the faster it went until when about ten miles out, it was travelling at something like fifty miles an hour. "Steady man, steady," cried the master to his servant. "If you go on like this we shall get held up by the police." But the Irishman set his lips firmly, made the car go fasier slill. then hissed : " We're slill n j nc miles from home, sir, and I'veorhenough petrol for three. If we hurry we may just do iU"