Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, June 27, 1891 by Various
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page 29 of 56 (51%)
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Show NANA she's mistaken--
It quite begins to "feel its feet." (With spite her soul is shaken!) _Friendly Visitor_. I understand your family Call it "The Changeling." Why so? The family likeness _all_ must see. (It squints with the left eye so!) _Fond Mother_. Oh! there are always _some_ cross things In _every_ Family Party. _Your_ mother's heart has felt such stings! (She'll think of JOE and HARTY!) _Friendly Visitor_. Well, well, with my advice, my dear, And lots of Liberal Tonic, Your child we possibly may rear. (That's one for Old Sardonic!) _Fond Mother_. Oh! really you are quite _too_ kind! Your own "Home-Rule Elixir" Unfailing for your babes you find? (Fancy _that_ dart will fix her!) _Friendly Visitor_. You see we breed, and nurse, our own; _We_ do not steal or borrow. However, dear, I must be gone. (To call again to-morrow!) _Fond Mother_. What! must you go? Next, time no doubt. |
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