"'HAD HIM THERE!"
Free Kirk Elder. "Eigh! Meenister, ah no like t'see ye Talkin' wi' yon Epeescopalian Priest!"
Minister. "Oo—I jeest offered to swap Collections wi'm, an' he said, 'Na, na! I ken your Flock ower weel!'"
ALMOST TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.
Dear Mr. Punch,
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