The saddest part of the tale is yet to come. I had promised to procure you a trophy unstained by association with human slaughter, but when the day dawned there lay poor Ibrahim stiff and stark behind his barricade, killed by a cold in his head.
PANTOMIME ANNOUNCEMENTS.
"Message Boy Wanted for Butchery."
Brechin Advertiser.
A lot of people are after that boy.
"Taxi driver who laid down Fare at Royal Hotel at 2.45 p.m. on Christmas Day, would oblige by returning Gent's Umbrella to Hotel."
Aberdeen Journal.
We gather that it had been a wet morning.