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Show A lady of great beauty and attractiveness, attract-iveness, who was an ardent admirer of Ireland, once crowned her praise of it at a party by saying: "I think I was meant for an Irishwoman." "Madam' rejoined a witty son of Erin, who happened, to be present, "thousands would back me In saying you were meant for an Irishman." MacQuirk Yes, sir, my wife always finds something to harp on. MacShirk I hope mine does, too. MacQuirk What makes you say you hope she does? MacShirk She's dead. London Opinion. |