"Old Man! Old Man!"
Up to a sour-faced Czechoslovak peasant last week galloped six excited gendarmes. "Did you see an old man on a horse ride down that way?" they shouted. "A tall old man with white hair?"
"No I didn't," said the peasant. "He didn't ride that way."
Wheeling about, spurring their horses, the six gendarmes vanished. Soon the old man with white hair came cantering back up the road down which the peasant had sworn he had not gone.
"Hey!" cried the peasant. "The gendarmes are after you! I tried to put...
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