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Edition: Thurs, May 20th, 1897 Thurs, May 20th, 1897
The following note has been received from last week's prize winner: -
Dear Sir, - I was very pleased when I saw I had won the prize for the
anecdote competition. Please forward me an order on Mr. TAGGART. Thanking you very
Robert H, MYERS,
47, John-street, Moor Row
The order has been forwarded.
A schoolmaster, who thought himself exceptionally clever, said to his boys
"To the boy who can tell me a riddle, which I cannot guess, I will give five
A few riddles were given, but were answered correctly. At last, one boy
said: "I know a riddle which I do not think you can guess."
"Very well," said the master, "Tell it to me."
"Why am I like the Prince of Wales?" asked the scholar.
This the master tried to answer, but at length he had to give up.
"Why," answered the boy, "because I am waiting for the crown" (five
shillings), and the crown the master obliged to give.
5, John-street, Moor Row.
Colliers are very fond of dogs, and generally, in their leisure hours, walk
about with the favourites. One of the class, a well known dog fancier, was
seen toiling through Whitehaven with a wheelbarrow, but without his customary
canine companion. A chum met him.
"Hello, Geordie, where's ta gaen?"
"Just doon the town for some bacca."
"But thou doesn't want a barrow for that."
"No, ah don't," was the answer; "but, thoo sees t' pup's deid, an' ah mun
W. H. GARLAND,
An Allonby yeoman in relating what he saw when dining at the house of a
great man, said:
"Barn, they hed mahogany doors, an' whushins till their chair backs, and
stuff for dinner 'at they co't bluemanj."
Pennington Arms, Ravenglass.
One day not far from Whitehaven, a son of the Emerald Isle was sent by his
master to purchase a cooking stove. On reaching the ironmonger's shop, Pat was
greatly surprised at the following announcement he saw in the window: -
"Buy one of our patent cooking stoves, and save half the fuel."
"Bedad," said Pat, "I'll buy two of them, and save the whole of it."
The Crossing, Drigg.