Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 156, February 5, 1919 by Various
page 37 of 64 (57%)
page 37 of 64 (57%)
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We bow to our contemporary's erudition, but we confess it all looks Greek to us. * * * * * [Illustration: THE PROGRESSIVE WEIGHT-LIFTER.] * * * * * [Illustration: _Betty_. "MUMMY, DOES GOD SEND US OUR FOOD?" _Mother_. "YES, DEAR; OF COURSE HE DOES." _Betty_. "BUT WHAT A PRICE!"] * * * * * ALL THE TALENTS. Now that hostilities are at an end it is thought by many intelligent young subalterns that a little variety might well be introduced into Army routine. For instance, at a General's Inspection why should not Officers' duties be allotted after this fashion?-- The Commanding Officer will bind up the Second-in-Command with a length of red tape, showing that no escape is possible from this form of entanglement. |
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