"TOO LATE! TOO LATE!"
An extremely sharp and intelligent gentleman from the West recently walked into the office of the leading chemist of the nearest city. "Dr. , I presume?" said he. "Yes; sir." "Are you alone?" "Yes, sir." "May I lock the dror ? " And he did so; then having looked behind the sofa, and satisfied himself that no one-else was in the room, he placed a large bundle, done up in a yellow handkerchief, on the table, and opened it. There, doctor, look at that! " "Well," said the doctor, "I see it.'n " What do you call that, doctor ? " " I call it iron pyrites." "What! " said the man, "isn't that stuff gold? " "No," said the doctor, it's good for nothing: it's pyrites." And putting some over the fire -in a shovel, it soon evaporated up the chimney. " Well/ said the gentleman, with a woe-begone look, •• there's a widow up in our town has a whole hill full of that, and I've been and married her."—Pittsburgh Commercial.
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Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 1936, 18 March 1875, Page 4
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165"TOO LATE! TOO LATE!" Thames Star, Volume VII, Issue 1936, 18 March 1875, Page 4
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