Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 156, February 26, 1919 by Various
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And asked a member of the staff
For "Officers Demobbing." That evening, being then dispersed, I swear (as I had sworn it first When three of us went on the burst With Aunt, or Great-Aunt, Alice), "Although one finds, as man or boy, A thousand pleasures to enjoy, For happiness without alloy Give me the Crystal Palace!" A.A.M. * * * * * COAL-DUST. "Had a good day?" said Frederic cheerily, stamping the snow off his boots as I met him at the front-door. "That depends," I said, "on what you call a good day." "You haven't been dull?" said Frederic. "Oh, no," I said, indicating the comforting blaze as I pushed Frederic's chair to the fire; "behold the result of my day's labours in your behalf. Your hot bath and hot breakfast, dear, were just camouflage to keep from you, the centre of gravity, our desperate straits. When I went to give Cook her orders this morning I found her as black as a sweep and in a mood to correspond. She pointed to a few |
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