Tooele Transcript Bulletin | 1908-05-08 | Page 5 | Sandy Ate the "Parritch."

SANDY ATE I 1 ahe HE but ho he had to play mean trick on himself to do it an old gentleman in a villa village ge not far from glasgow breakfasted every morning on and in order to save fuel cooked a whole weeks week B sup ply every saturday one cue friday morn ing the stuff seemed very cold and very salt and he be felt he must abandon the ht bt ruggle to eat cat it hut but his stub born n iture kiture forbade any such thought so bo he fetched etched the whisky from the cupboard poured out a glass and placed it before him on the table now sandy said lie he if ye eat that par ritch ye it 11 hae that whisky an ifie it 50 dont don t ye wont won t lie he stuck again at the last spoon ful but keeping ma big eo steadily on the glass of whisky bIsky A he made a bold brave effort and got it down then bo be slowly and carefully poured back tile me whisky into tile bottle with a groad biln as he be sall to himself I 1 sandy my llad lad I 1 did ye tuot time ye fubel