IRISH WIT

New Zealand Tablet, 27 April 1911, Page 789

IRISH WIT

son ‘ln Ireland the whole world jokes,’ wr'tes Mrs. Hinkhave Turned res P°»siveness is delicious. In England vou have learned J r sober ■ demeanor. As soon as the first rollick. th of Irish air blows on your face you begin to ‘ Lunching at a Dublin restaurant, a . friend of ours B Wittsrs & a °a there was a pause in the conversation. * P y there was a pause in the conversatibh: P • smaller^change?’’ Pard ° ns Sil ‘ } ” ho said, ‘‘but have you no u *;^ s we came across from Holyhead the Irish ticket cohector °n the boat scrutinized our return tickets closed ; “Tfcey’re a fortnight old,” said one of. us. y * replied Idifhtedl/ V V ’ re we *f in ’ their .ago well,” ho thin/ln\ I h libJ Ii bJ "' 1 “ ”i? s .TST enthusiastic about ■, ° s insn, Jieiselt being an English woman, was driving on i. outside car in Dublin. She was praising cvervthinir stout le wm?*T’i and I m ? ng the rest the famous Dublin stout, ( w ith which she had just become acquainted. fa moat and Ttok too"’ drm!t H iS>;! ** “ M - ‘ » ‘‘‘Thrue for i you, ma’am,” replied the car driver it ‘ .‘, a mght 8 lod e in ; too, if you only drink enough of