Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 156, June 4, 1919. by Various
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six, and the match is won.
"That is my favourite dream." "No wonder," we said. * * * * * [Illustration: _Mother_. "GEORGE WERE ALWAYS A TURRIBLE ONE TO CLEAN 'ISSELF; BUT THE ARMY DO SEEM TO 'AVE MADE UN WORSE." _Father_. "AH! 'E GIVES WAY TO IT."] * * * * * [Illustration: _Gambler's Wife (after reading result of the Derby)_. "TAKE THE PARROT OUTSIDE, NELLIE. THE MASTER WILL BE HOME DIRECTLY AFTER THE HORSE HE BACKED HAS COME IN LAST."] * * * * * BUSINESS AS USUAL. Rolling stones like Edward Ross Never gather any moss. He was one of those who think it's Easier to gather trinkets-- Silver watch or golden chain, Purse or bag or châtelaine; So that at the age of thirty, |
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