In a certain village in Dumíriesshire, some of the evacuees had not made a particularly good show when the Scripture lesson was in progress.
At last the teacher lost patience with one little boy who appeared to be particularly stupid, and she burst out, "But do you know nothing about God, boy?" At this, a little local boy thought it was time to state the case for ihe defence.
"He knows nothing about God," he explained helpfully, "You see, miss, he comes from Glasgow."
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Jones was feeling queer, so he went to a doctor. The doctor, however, failed to diagnose the trouble.
"TI tell you what to do," he said after a while. "Wrap a piece of paper round yourself and prick it in every place you feel a pain."
Jones did this, but when on the following day he came to look for the paper he found it missing.
"Have you seen a roll of paper anywhere?" he asked his wife.
"Why, yes," she replied. "I put it on pianola and it played "The Last Round-U;
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