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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, August 29, 1917 by Various
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don't say nothing, and I couldn't feel 'er on the reins, so I done a
few side steps. And then she spoke, and this is wot she sez: 'Oh!' she
sez, 'please don't!' and started crying.

"There's no vice about me, and when she begun 'er game I stopped mine.
You'd 'ardly believe it, but that 'ere woman got down orf that 'ere
rake and she come round to my 'ead and, 'Pore darling,' she sez, 'was
you frightened of the train then?' Me! wot's 'ad me life in the London
docks till I come 'aying 'long of the War.

"Ah! I reckon the roan pony's right: You can't 'ave the larst word
with females!"

* * * * *

"For sale--A large stone gentleman's diamond ring, set in a solid
gold band."--_Cork Examiner_.

The National Museum should not fail to secure this remarkable relic of
the Palæolithic Age.

* * * * *

From a report of Mr. HENDERSON'S speech on Stockholm:--

"The Prime Minister has been in favour again. What was a virtue in
May ought of this conference once, and he may be so not to be a
crime for us in August."--_Daily Dispatch_.

The Stockholm atmosphere appears to be fatal to clearness of
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