O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, / Alone and palely loitering? / The sedge has withered from the lake, / And no birds sing.
Little Miss Dora McDonald, R. S. McDonald’s oldest daughter, who is now “running the ranch” kindly remembered the editor this week with a sack of cabbage of her own raising. Each head was fine, large and solid and was certainly appreciated by the little printers and printresses where we live.
But Wales somehow snaffled possession for fly-half Jones to send half-back partner Mike Phillips haring away with Stoddart in support.
That’s what a mipster is? A Muslim hipster? Yes.
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