Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, November 8, 1890 by Various
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my plan. That's where General BOOTH has advantage of me. _He_ probably
doesn't exclude anybody that wants to send him money. Perhaps, after all, he knows how to do this sort of thing better than I do. Wire to him, and hand him over the money I've already received, also ask him to start a "universally beneficent" branch of Salvation Army. Receive reply, accepting my offer, in no time! General adds that he has a staff appointment in his Army waiting for me, and that he would like my good lady to become a Salvation Lass. Requires consideration and--hem--consultation! * * * * * [Illustration: EASY FOR THE JUDGES. _Geoffrey_ (_to rejected Candidate for honours at the Dog Show_). "NEVER MIND, SMUT! WE'LL HAVE A DOG SHOW THAT SHALL BE ALL CATS EXCEPT YOU, AND THEN YOU'LL HAVE IT ALL YOUR OWN WAY!"] * * * * * VOCES POPULI. AT THE PASTEL EXHIBITION. IN THE ANTE-ROOM. _A Niece_. Just one moment, Auntie, dear; _do_ look and see what No. 295 is! |
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