Not Much Left!

An engine driver was off duty owing to illness, and when pay-day came round he asked his wife to call at the depot to collect his last week's wages. She was surprised when she saw the amount, and on reaching home mentioned that he had never told her what a good wage he got. He was ready for that. “Ah,” he said, collaring the packet, “but what'll be left when I've paid t’ fireman and t’ guard?”

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