Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 101, September 19, 1891 by Various
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_First T.T._ Well, I 'ope we're all right _now_, SAM, I'm sure--these German jokers have chivied us about enough for one journey! (_To CULCHARD._) Not in your way, this 'at-box, Sir? Don't give yer much space in these foreign trains. (_They settle down and the train starts._) Pretty bit o' country along 'ere!--puts me in mind o' the best part o' Box 'Ill--and I can't say more for it than _that_! _Second T.T._ (_a little man with a sandy fringe and boiled-looking eyes_). What I notice about the country abroad is they don't seem to 'ave no _landmarks_. _First T.T._ (_with a dash of friendly contempt_). What d'yer mean--no landmarks--_signposts_? _Second T.T._ (_with dignity_). I mean to say, they don't 'ave nothing to indicate which is JACK's property, and which is JOE's. _First T.T._ Go on--they've as much as what _we_ 'ave. _Second T.T._ _'Ave_ they? We 'ave fences and 'edges. I don't see none _'ere_. P'raps you'll point me _out_ one? _First T.T._ There's precious few 'edges or fences in the Isle o' Thanet, as you'd know if you've ever been to Margit. _Second T.T._ (_loftily_). I'm not talkin' about Margit now. I'm talkin' of 'ere, and I'll trouble you to show me a landmark. _First T.T._ Depend on it they've their own ways of knowing which is |
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