Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, August 6, 1892 by Various
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_Alf._ (_rejoining his fiancée with a grimy face, a smashed hat, and a
pathetic attempt at a grin_). Well? I _done_ it, you see! _Miss S._ (_crushingly_). Yes, you _have_ done it! And the best thing you can do now, is to go home and wash your face. _I_ don't care to be seen about with a _laughing-stock_, I can assure you! I've had my dignity lowered quite enough as it is! _Alf_. But look 'ere, my dear girl, I can't leave you here all by yourself, you know! _Miss S._ I daresay Mr. PERKINS will take care of me. [_Mr. P. assents, with effusion._ _Alf._ (_watching them move away--with bitterness_). I wish all Niggers were put down by Act of Parliament, I do! Downright noosances--that's what _they_ are! * * * * * OUR BOOKING-OFFICE. [Illustration: Ulysses on Tour.] Ulysses has been travelling again, and the record of his journeyings is set forth in _The Modern Odyssey_, which CASSELL & Co. publish in one volume, with some charming illustrations in callotype. My Baronite notes a quaint disposition on the part of the old |
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