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Show Wasn't Loin Bli Memory. Scene Scotch railway Btation. Ticket collector, in making his collection, finds hu old gentleman fumbling in his pockets for his ticket. Ticket Collector Tickets, please. Old Gentleman I'm just lookin'forit. Ticket Collector Well.I'll look in again In a few minutes. Bee and have it ready then. Ticket colleotor returns shortly j but the old gentleman is still hunting for it. Ticket Collector (suddenly) Why, you have it in your mouth, man! Old Gentleman (giving him the ticket) Oh, so I hae! ' Here you are! . Another gentleman in the carriage, as the train moves on, to first gentleman I'm afraid your losing your memory, sir. Old Gentleman Nao fear o' that; nae fear o' that! The ticket was a fornicht ould, and I wis jist sookin' the date affti Tableau. Argonaut. |