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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, August 8, 1917 by Various
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"'Who draws me forward like fate?' 'The Myself striding on my
back.'"--R.T.

That cannot be right. I always said I didn't want this War.--W.

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"Wrong cannot afford defeat, but Right can."--R.T.

"This ought to console poor old HINDENBURG."--W.

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"Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes
love to you."--R.T.

I must pass this on to TIRPITZ.--W.

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"We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility."--R.T.

Quite right. I always make a point of acknowledging the assistance of
my Partner.--W.

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"I shall stake all I have and when I lose my last penny I shall
stake myself, and then I think I shall have won through my utter
defeat."--R.T.
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