Sleeping?

“Sleeping? Donald?” said an old Highlander to a drowsy acquaintance, who was laying on the grass in a hori-
zontal position.

“No, Duncan,” was the ready answer.

“Then, Donald, would you not lend me ten and twenty shilling?” was the next question.

“Ooh, ooh,“ was the response, with a heavy snore; “I’m sleeping now Duncan, my lad.”

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