Ir was a terribly wet day, and the policeman on point duty was having a busy time with with the traffic. Suddenly he saw a dear old lady looking across at him, and with ihe arm of the law's usual respect for age, he held up all the traffic in' Order to let her cross.
She ambled up to him, and policeman bent down to hear her request.
"Its nothing really, constable," she said, falteringly. "I only thought you would like to know that the number on your collar is the number of my favourite hymn.
Push Needed "Come, my good man," plutocrat from the luxurióus depths of his powerfully-purring automobile, "Tm out of petrol, but I haven't all day to wait on it. You must get a move on—exhibit some push, You will never attain any material success in this hard world unless you have push. When I was young, I pushed and that got me where I am to-day!"
"Ay, man," said the mournful youth who was leaning on the ancient petrol pump, "there's no à drop o' petrol the place. I door ye'll be needing' tae start pushing' again.
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