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Show Scotch Repartee. If old Garge Jones was the most lnquisitivo man in the village, Tom Morton was certainly the surliest. One afternoon as Garge perambulated slowly slow-ly along the one narrow street, he paused at Tom's garden fence and gazed inquiringly over at Tom, who was busily nailing a very large box together. "Afternoon, Tom!" said the old chap genially. "Whatever be 'ee puttin' that great box together for?" Tom paused In his hammering long enough to retort curtly; "To hold all your questions, If so be as it's big enough!" Garge eyed him In pained silence for a few moments. Then be took an empty match box from his pocket and threw it over to Sandy. "Then that'll do for yer civil answers. If so be as it's small enough!" be re torted quietly. |