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Toasts about Farewells

Happy are we met, Happy have we been,

Happy may we part, and Happy meet again.


A dear old citizen went to the cars the other day to see his daughter off on a journey. Securing her a seat he passed out of the car and went around to the car window to say a last parting word. While he was leaving the car the daughter crossed the aisle to speak to a friend, and at the same time a grim old maid took the seat and moved up to the window.

Unaware of the change the old gentleman hurriedly put his head up to the window and said: "One more kiss, pet."

In another instant the point of a cotton umbrella was thrust from the window, followed by the wrathful injunction: "Scat, you gray-headed wretch!"


"I am going to make my farewell tour in Shakespeare. What shall be the play? Hamlet? Macbeth?"

"This is your sixth farewell tour, I believe."

"Well, yes."

"I would suggest 'Much Adieu About Nothing'."


"Farewell!"

For in that word—that fatal word—howe'er

We promise—hope—believe—there breathes despair.

Byron.

SOURCE:
Title: Toaster's Handbook Jokes, Stories, and Quotations Author: Peggy Edmund and Harold W. Williams, compilers Release Date: May 26, 2004 Language: English