IGNORANCE is bliss (while it lasts) and, I daresay, old Mrs. Naylor of Blyton in Lincolnshire was quite pleased when a rag and bone merchant called at her cottage, and she handed Over a bundle of books and waste paper for ninepence.
The merchant sold the lot to a chemist; for three bob, and the chemist, after refusing a little more for one of the books, parted with it to a local bookseller for a couple of guineas, When last heard of, the book changed hands at 70 guineas, Court Jesters bs Morrixonnm wife: My husband deserted me, and left me nothing to eat in the house except the bedclothes, or he had knocked me dows I agree I ould fight anybody from si teen to 60. s at. Willesden, Clerk at Tottenham (to defendant): Now ask the constable a. question, Defendant: I would rather you did sir; you have had more experience in getting the truth.
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