THE Scotsman had spent the whole train journey bragging about his native heath, and the "guid folk of the Hielands!"
And the Yorkshireman was fed up. "Tha's been opening thi morth abaft what tha can do," he said. "Nah tell us summar tha' can't do, and Ah'll do it for thi." neal replied the Scot, "Ah canna pay ma Burial Problem Tue story is told in the London papers by a visitor from land of an ancient and stalwart Finnish peasant, whose lands are on the Soviet rantier. After three or four Russian attacks had been repulsed his son came to him with the news that the enemy were attacking again, 1,000 strong. The old man wrung his hands. "But father," exclaimed his son, "there is nothing to ear. We have beaten them before and we shall beat them agai know, my son. But this is 3 small farm. However are we to find room 40 bury 2,000 Russians?"
Dog Note In "Vagabond," published by Stanley Paul, F. S. Stuart passes on a bright idea for dealing with savage dogs. He relates how, walking boldly up a cottage path, he heard the deep bay of a dog, and saw a fierce-looking Airedale bounding to meet him.
"Instantly I turned my back on him, bent swiftly down, and looked at him through my legs.
"He stopped in his tracks, barked uneasily, and then slunk away behind the house, Nor was he exceptional; the sight of the human face upside down so unnerves the average dog that he will keep to his kennel for hours and will retire to it immediately he smells his opponent at any future date, even if it is years later. I "lhave proved this often, and will guarantee it ágainst any dog save an Alsatian or a dog fed on raw flesh."
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