Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, November 14, 1917 by Various
page 36 of 52 (69%)
page 36 of 52 (69%)
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And now that the Isle of Wight milkers have held their indignation meeting it is expected that the anomaly will be removed. * * * * * [Illustration: ONE UP!] * * * * * PETER, THE TEMPTER. Necessity does not make stranger bedfellows than some of the changes brought about by War. Who, for example--and certainly not such a born sun-worshipper as I--would ever have dreamt that a time would come when we in London and the Eastern counties would desire rain and wind with a passionate keenness once reserved solely for fine weather? Yet so it is. By reason of that foolish invention of flying we now, when we go to the window in the morning and lift the blind, are dashed and darkly thoughtful if no sky of grey scudding misery meets our gaze. "Please Heaven it pours!" we say. Just think of it--"Please Heaven it pours!" What a treachery! It may even come that we include prayers for storms in the Liturgy. In default of bad weather we may have to Take Cover; and it is when we Take Cover that discoveries begin and long-postponed adventures fructify. For years and years, for example, I had looked down that steep hill by the Tivoli site in the Strand into the yawning cavern that opens there, and wondered about it. I had thought one day to explore it, but had never done so, any more than I have yet proceeded |
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