A Hopeful Son.—Old Turmuts was trying to tether a vicious ram, aided by his boy Bob, when the ram butted him over and capered off. “ That’s as good as a dinner to you, dad,” said the son, as he assisted the old man to rise—“ mutton with capers.” “ None of your sauce, at any rate I” said dad. Not Their Enemy.—Dissolute Hibernian—- “ Why don’t oi go to Wurruk, is it ? Sure, it’s a pathriot oi am ; an’ is it ineself that ’ud be afther Wurrukin’to help kape the Saxon? Not a bit ar it! Wudn’t ye advoise me to go to Amerikey, now?” Industrious Hibernian—- “ Well, I don’t know that I would, Mickey. I don’t owe the Yankees any grudge, d’ye see?”
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Poverty Bay Standard, Volume I, Issue 30, 3 January 1884, Page 3
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122Page 3 Advertisements Column 1 Poverty Bay Standard, Volume I, Issue 30, 3 January 1884, Page 3
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