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Show Unaccustomed As I Am . . . Fresh from the farm, the new country constable was taking up his duties. He was a quiet, taciturn young man, and it was with considerable con-siderable effort that he mustered up enough speech to remark to the resident sergeant, "You told me to be on a sharp lookout for intoxicated intoxi-cated motorists, sir. But how will I know they're drunk?" "If you have any doubt," his superior su-perior replied, "just ask the suspect to repeat after you: 'Surely Susan should suit Samuel Smithville." "Very good, sir," the young man agreed, "I'll just write that down." That afternoon a motor car pulled up outside the police station and unloaded the new constable. There was a handkerchief wrapped around his jaw. He had dislocated itl |