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Show How George Came to Get His Face Slapped The dumb blonde on a country ramble had been paying a great deal more attention to her shy boy companion than to the fresh spring scenery. Entwining her arm with his, she gushed, 'George, I think you're wonderful!" wonder-ful!" "Thank you, Mary," answered George slowly. "And I think you're ditto." The dumb blonde pondered over this. Before long they came upon old Jollop, the farmer, who was tending his pigs. She took him aside and said: "Tell me, Mr. Jollop, Jol-lop, what does ditto mean?" Jollop thought for a moment, then said, "You see that pig over there by the fence?" "Yes." "Well, then, that other pig next to it. That one is ditto to the first one." i |
