’ARRY IN ’OLLAND.
’Arry. “I say, Bill, ain’t he a rum-lookin’ Cove?”
MISTRUST.
Gran’pa Macpherson. “How many does Two and Two make, Donald?”
Donald. “Six.”
Gran’pa. “What are ye talking about? Two and Two make Four.”
Donald. “Yes, I know; but I thought you’d ’beat me down’ a bit!”
AN UNEXPECTED REPLY.