A Wasted Meal
A Highlander in a Canadian forest was having his lunch of salted beef. Wolves scented the food and wanted a share. In terror he threw them bits of flesh.
When all the meat had gone their hungry eyes still glared at him, and in despair he began to play his bagpipes. The w-olves fled.
“Oeh," said Donald, “gin I had kent that ye liket the pipes sae weel I would ha’e gien ye a tune afore ycr meal!"
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Manawatu Times, Volume LIV, Issue 7277, 3 October 1933, Page 10
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81A Wasted Meal Manawatu Times, Volume LIV, Issue 7277, 3 October 1933, Page 10
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