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Marching into the workshop he planted himself inthe middle of the room and fairly shouted silence. Groom ̶ ̶ Opening the door on a crack and shoving outanother . Just married this morning,but if I'd known she was so rank I'd have opened her upin the country. Nearly everyone had had something toshow, and in a majority of cases a fruit or vegetable wassupposed to be represented. "The penance on you is thatyou eat a peck of oats." "Sure, your reverence," says Pat, "I'm not a horse." "No," says the priest.
Every-one stopped work and looked in silent awe upon the angryman. At last the eyes of all turnedrather inquiringly to the lady from the country. Bolton ̶ ̶ It is that story of the young lady organist. "Yer not a horse but yer ahorse's arse." Wheaton ̶ ̶ That reminds me of the sotry of the old Irish woman who saw the clown exhibiting his feats (nothis feet) to the priest, turning summersaults back andforth.
"Now," said he, "everyone of you girls who has hair inher drawers stand up." All save one little ten-year-oldgirl arose. Withoutobtrusive explanation the young man arose, pulled up hisdress and skirts in front and asked, "How's that for acucumber? She was suspected by the female portion of the congrega-tion, and the tongue of slanderous or scandalous gossip hadbeen wagging fiercely. "I went to my room, but, Ohthe awful bad thoughts I had." "Well," says the priest, viciously. The old woman thought it was a punishment andexclaimed: "Och! Luk at the pinancethe priest iz puttin an uz an me here widout me dhrawers." The King ̶ ̶ Will Brother Warner favor us with a story?
Even as there can be no retro-grade without progression, so there can be no onwardmarch without some backward trend. "It is because of this need that we, the busy, bustlingdrummers of the great Northwest are met on this occasion. Gentlemen, itis the law of this club that when a member is called uponfor story, joke or song, he shall at once respond, or pay a round of drinks. Smith ̶ ̶ The king and gentlemen of the club: Theoldest and mustiest chestnut that occurs to me at this time,is the well worn story of the man who was so inordinatelyjealous of his pretty little wife.
Man need to see,to feel, to touch the wrong before he learns to know theright. We feel this need ̶ ̶ this bent of man to turn our faces fromthe dusty way that leads to cent per cent, and here in songand toast and story and the joke,. "It is because we recognize the universal and funda-mental law of procreation that we do not bar the dooragainst the tough and mouldy yarn. In case he does his tale unfold, it mustbe an old chestnut, or the penalty applies. So haunted was he withfear that she might be untrue to him; that night and dayhe ceased not to toss the subject about in his mind.
Dhe dhrums they did rattle and the people did shtare T' see a coach and six horses drawn by a gray maire. Kelly opened the doorhe asked: "Does the widow Kelly live here? Smith ̶ ̶ Why should a child love mother more thanfather? Because while the father sends it up for nine monthsmother lets it out for life. The two stepped aside into a cloak room,and the old deacon paced back and forth at the end of thegallery. Mike ̶ ̶ Shure, whin oi wint hoame lasht noight oi foundme wife in bid wid Cerebro Sphinal Miningeetis. A pet squirrel which had been runningaround the stage wandered into the body of the hall, and all unnoticed scud about under the seats. He will comedown when he finds out that there are no nuts there." Chorus of voices ̶ ̶ Song from Hopkins. "I am feeling so queer, I don't know what it means, Oh Bill, Oh come Bill, Oh come Bill, Oh. They had delegated to her the selection of some article insilverware.
Oi sat meself down on a hot frozen shtone, Tin thousand around me, and me all alone. " "No," says the lady, "the widow Kelley don't live here, ye spalpeen." "Yer a liar," says Dennis, "and the corpse is comin'around the corner behint." The King ̶ ̶ That's a yard wide brogue you have Brother Morgan and you do it well. The time dragged wearily to the old deacon, andseveral times he found himself wishing he had attended tothe business himself, but probably not more than fifteenor twenty minutes had elapsed when the young man ap-peared and said: "I tell you, deacon, this scandalous gossipis all wrong. Pat (excitedly) ̶ ̶ Did yez kill dhe I-tal yun son-o-a-bitch? Suddenly a ladyin the audience grasped her skirts, jumped to her feet andscreamed. The Profes-sor inquired as to the cause, and was informed that a rathad run up the lady's clothes. Whether waking or sleeping I'm thinking of you, I am mashed on you Billy, and wish that you know. Hicks ̶ ̶ An Irishman of all work went to the priestto confess. " "Sure, sir," says Pat, "as I was going by Mary Ann'sroom the other night, the door was ajar and Mary Annundressing and winkin' at me." "Well," says the priest, "What did you do? "I went to my own room; but I had awful bad thoughts, sir." "Well," says the priest, "Is that all? "As I was passing the door thenext night, the door was further ajar and Mary Ann withnothin' on but her chemise, and her winkin' and smilin'. Now it so happened that this young lady washealthy, passionate and full of besom. White ̶ ̶ For many years after the war there werehot political debates between the members of the two greatparties."Throughout all ages, among all animate things, the ex-tatic thrill of copulation has been, is, and will be the main-spring of life. The perfectman will be, can only be, the product of all climes.Thecold of winter and the summer sun are needs to full frui-tion.Go thou and do likewise." The King ̶ ̶ I am opposed to capital punishment. The taking off and putting away of hairand the plastering on and rearranging of same consumedtoo much of the employer's hours. Your dandies and foplings may laugh At her simple and modest attire, But the charms she permits to appear Would set a whole iceberg on fire, She can dance, but she never allows The hugging and squeezing caress, She's saving all these for her spouse, My girl in her calico dress. Mine Host was tearing mad, andtaking Mac out to the side of the house, pointed to thechromo and said: "There, sir, what do you think of that? The King ̶ ̶ We have all seen it, and possibly many of ushave ̶ ̶ but never mind. During the afternoon nothing special occured,until the subject of birthmarks was hit.It was custom ofthe girls to take off said bangs and frizzes and put them inthe table drawers while at work. The King ̶ ̶ Gentlemen, there is both truth and poetry inthe old song. "Mac eyed it critically for a moment, and then replied:"Yes, I see. Then one showeda strawberry on her arm, another a cherry on her breast,still another a bee on her thigh.I will endeavorbriefly to state the cause of the organization of this body.