. Platform echoes: or, Living truths for head and heart . e pitcher, and in his hurry he swallowed felt something very disagreeable and strange, and hebecame fnghtened, and dropped the pitcher. Oh dear ol,dear, oh dear! He caught hold of the end ci the silk, and in great affright began to draw •- the thread from hisV5|^^^$ mouth. Wife, wife, he shouted, - hurry up, IliriT l>, /,„ „// l(tl_ : ravelling ! 5 I remember, when I * was in Glasgow, hearinga man in the city halltell a story which made Jme laugh till my sides -ached. I was not laugh-ing at drunkenness, butat the ridiculous
. Platform echoes: or, Living truths for head and heart . e pitcher, and in his hurry he swallowed felt something very disagreeable and strange, and hebecame fnghtened, and dropped the pitcher. Oh dear ol,dear, oh dear! He caught hold of the end ci the silk, and in great affright began to draw •- the thread from hisV5|^^^$ mouth. Wife, wife, he shouted, - hurry up, IliriT l>, /,„ „// l(tl_ : ravelling ! 5 I remember, when I * was in Glasgow, hearinga man in the city halltell a story which made Jme laugh till my sides -ached. I was not laugh-ing at drunkenness, butat the ridiculous fea-tures of it. I cannot tell ^ UI> ! M ALL u-VIi-^ the story as lie did Kn+ t m •He said:- • bUt J • Se J an idea of it. There was a man, a laird, who went with his man, Sandy h«v .ent to the S,p,i,,: and tl,etw,,,,r it may have he,:,, the ad b7nefteicated- I the gray of the morning, and Sandy were riding towards home on horseback. d drunk. They had neglected fte ^^ ^ bo, when they came to a stream of water, the lairds horse. 576 DECIDEDLY MUDDLED. very suddenly put down his head to drink, ami the in a k limpsy state, as we call it. slipped over thepommel of the saddle and the head of the horse, intowater. Sandy. Sandy! something lias fallen oft. •• kNo, laird, theres naething fell off. •• • Sandy, I heard a splash. Sandy dismounted and said : -Its yoursel that s in thewater. • It eanna lie me, Sandy, for I in here. Sandy helped the laird on the horse, but unfortunshe was this time mounted the wrong side before. •••Now. Sand}, gie me the bridle; gie me the •••Wait till I find the bridle. There is na any bridle, andthere is na any place for a bridle. said Sandy. •••die me the bridle, Sandy: I must hae one to steer thebeast wi, exclaimed the laird. •• • Ah. laird, replied Sandy. • here s a miracle. The In irseshead s aff. an I eanna find the place where it was. and thinaething left but a
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