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Glasgow?
There
is an old story of a simple Highland lass. who had walked to Glasgow
to join her sister in service. On reaching a toll-bar on the skirt
of the city, she began to rap smartly with her knuckles on the
gate. The toll-keeper, amused at her action, came out to see what
she wanted.
”Please,
sir, is this Glasgow?“ she inquired.
”Yes,
this is Glasgow.”
”Please,”
said the girl innocently, “is Peggy in.”
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