The wag who contributed a story about a nan who counted sheep at the opera recalls the experience of a friend in Paris.
A martyr to insomnia, he found his only chef in opera. One night at the Paris Opera, "clever, even this sedative failed and des-
"erately he began to count sheep.
When he reached the total of 2236 he sud-lenly realized to his horror that he was awake, at the stage was full of sheep, and that the us were counting with him.
oücing his alarm a programme girl hurried and explained that the opera being per-armed was "The p Dippers," by Baa-Baa.
It is a favourite opera with the farmers," she added. "They come from miles around to hear Jellynek sing her big aria: Fat Stock Prices are Soaring To-night, So now he counts boa-constrictors.
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