Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, October 1, 1892 by Various
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welcome the new American playright with the name unmentionable to
ears polite, and will recognise in him, as _the_ Dam _par excellence_, their brother, as one of the uncommon descendants of A-DAM. By the way, the appropriate night for its production would be Christmas Eve. Fancy the cries all over the House, calling for the successful Author!! * * * * * [Illustration: IMMUNITIES OF THE SEA-SIDE. "COME UNDER THE UMBRELLA, JACK, IT'S BEGUN TO RAIN, AND YOU'LL CATCH COLD, AND MAMMA'LL BE VEXED!" "POOH! AS IF SALT WATER EVER GAVE ONE COLD!"] * * * * * "PUNSCH" (_IN THE READING-ROOM OF THE BERNERHOF._) Although thy name is wrongly spelt Upon thy case, what joy I felt To find a place where thou hast dwelt, My Punsch! Yet wit and wisdom, even thine, Can't wake up Berne, where folks supine All go to bed at half-past nine, |
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