Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, October 15, 1892 by Various
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about uneasily_). Lost anything, Sir?
_The E.G._ No--thank you, no. I was looking to see whether GREEN the Guide was on the car. (_Shouts of laughter are heard from the car behind._) Ah, _that's_ GREEN the Guide! I wish he'd come on our oar--very amusing fellow, Sir--capital company! _The Morose M._ (_to the Young Lady 'on his Left_) Who's GREEN the Guide? _The Y.L._ Oh, don't you know? He comes with the cars and makes jokes and all that. I hope he'll come to us. _The Mor. M._ _I_ don't. I can do that sort of thing for myself if I want to, I hope. [_With a scowl._ _The Y.L._ Well, there's no harm in _hoping_! _The Serious Comm. T._ (_to his neighbour--one of the Shop-ladies_). So you come from Birmingham? Dear me, now. I used to be there very often on business at one time. Do you know the Rev. Mr. PODGER there? A good old gentleman, he is. I used to attend his Chapel regular--most improving discourses he used to give us. I am fond of a good Sermon, aren't you? &c. [_He imagines--not altogether correctly--that he is producing an agreeable impression._ _A Young Man in a Frock-coat, Canvas-shoes, and Cloth-cap._ Scarborough? Yes, I've _been_ there--but I don't care about it much. |
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