I grabbed the scruff of his trousers and ran him along to the door,
And I said, 'This here, if you get me, is a Declaration of War!'

"And I gave him a hoist with my gum-boot, a kind of a lift with my toe;
But you can't give a fellow a hiding, as anyone sure must know,
When you hauled him out of a snowdrift at maybe thirty 'below.'"

C.F.S.

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A GOOD DAY'S WORK.

"He left Flanders on leave at one o'clock yesterday morning
and was in London after fourteen months' fighting before
sundown."--_Daily News_.

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"Why can't we find machies for long-distance raids since Germans
can?"--_Evening News_.

Personally, if distance is required, we prefer a brassie. We can only
assume that the iron club is chosen in consequence of the number of
bad lies there are about.

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On the German Naval mutiny:--