North-Country Farmer (to Profiteer fishing the Fell becks). "Caught owt?"
Profiteer. "I've not actually landed any, but think I had a rise—unless it was the splash from my minnow."
Mrs. Gamp Rediviva.
"Nurse; 39; experienced bottle fed; £40 to £50."—Daily Paper.
Speeding the Parting Guest.
"Oban is proving an attractive centre, for Lord ——, Lady —— and many others have departed thence during the last day or so."—Daily Paper.
We think it only kind to suppress the names.