It was supper-time in the children s ward of a London hospital, and the nurse on duty was taking round the food. All the children were eager to he served, but all save one managed to curb their impatience. The exception was a.rosy-cheeked convalescent, whoso appetite prompted her to ask to be served next. “Aren’t you just a little impatient, Dorothy?” asked the nurse. “No, I’m not,” was Dorothy s reply; “I’m a little she patient. Her Husband: “Women must consider it a dreadful fate to be an old maid.” His Wife: “They do. Look what terrible noodles they sometimes marry to escape it.” Indignant Wife (to incoming husband): “What does the clock say?” Semi-plastered Husband: “It shays ‘tick-lock,’ and doggies shay ‘bow-how,’ and cows Sliav ‘moo-moo,’ and little pussycats shay ‘meow-meow.’ ”
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Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXIV, 21 January 1931, Page 9
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