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قراءة كتاب Mr. Punch's Country Life: Humours of Our Rustics
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Land and Water.—Prospective Purchaser (arrived from town to see the locality as advertised some three weeks ago. He has not heard of the recent floods in this part of the country). "Look here. Are you selling this property by the yard or by the pint?"
A Country Sell.—Native Joker (dissembling). It's been very fine here for the last week.
Tourist (who has been kept in by the showers, indignantly). What's been very fine here?
Native. The rain. Very fine rain.
[Exit Native Joker, hurriedly.
"The Best of It."—First Gentleman Farmer. "Why, there goes that artful rogue, Billy Giles! Is he at his old tricks still?"
Second Ditto. "He has cheated everybody down about here, sir, except me! He tried it on this winter, but I was too clever for him! Sold me a cow, and—(triumphantly)—I made him take it back at half-price!!"
A CRY FROM KENT.
Prosperity's fled from our gardens and grounds;
How spindly our bines and how scanty our crops!
Wealth may be "advancing by leaps and by bounds,"
It certainly isn't by hops!
First Tramp (to second ditto). "That's a stylish sort of dawg you're a-wearin'!"
