Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 101, July 18, 1891 by Various
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Wa'al, it kinder thrills ye the way I felt when I first beheld
LOBELIA BANGS! _Soc. Chat._ Oh, you really _ought_ to go--so touching! DICK and I both regularly howled all through the last Act ... Not in the _least_, thanks. Well, if there _is_ a seat ... You're sure there _are_ any ices? Then, strawberry, please--no, _nothing_ to drink!... _Will_ you allow me?... Told she could dress hair perfectly, but I soon found she was ... a Swedenborgian, my dear, or something horrid ... Haven't you? _I've_ had it three times, and ... so many people have asked me for cards that really I ... had the drains thoroughly looked to, and now they're ... delicious, but rather overpowering in a _room_, I think! &c., &c. _Miss F.B._ (_with genuine feeling_). Who would imagine one meek-voiced girl could have held her own, in a deafening din! But LOBELIA's scholars discovered soon she'd a dead-sure notion of discipline; For her satin palm had a sting like steel, and the rowdiest rebel respected her, When she'd stretched out six of the hardest lots in the Bible-Class with a Derringer! _Soc. Chat._ No, a very dull party, you could move about quite easily in all the rooms, so we ... kicked the whole concern to shivers and ... came on here as soon as we could ... Capital dinner they _gave_ us, too ... &c., &c. |
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