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Show Prospects Excellent. A friend dropped in to say hello the other day lie had been in the Plue Kidge region for a few weeks. He brought this story: A young native, a widower of a year, called at the shack of the father of a numerous family, and after beating beat-ing about the bush for a while, asked the parent for his daughter's hand. "So ye want to get hitched with Sal?" said the old man. "I dunno about it. Yer fust wife didn't last ye long. What are yer prospecks?" "Fine!" asserted the suitor. "All the wimmen what sent their washin' to my fust wife has promised to do the same by her successor, whoever she mout be. Oh, we'll git erlong all right !" Cleveland Plain Dealer. |