Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 152, May 23, 1917 by Various
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page 25 of 52 (48%)
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There'd be a revolution; nought could stop it.
Not that I'd weep if WILHELM had to go; But what if Holy Junkerdom should cop it? That would be most unfortunate--and, oh! Supposing Count REVENTLOW had to hop it, Kultur would never rally from the blow. ALGOL. * * * * * ROYAL ACADEMY DEPRESSIONS.--II. [Illustration: "COME ALONG, YOU LITTLE IMP! I'LL LEARN YOU TO MAKE FUN OF MY TROUSERS."] [Illustration: THE ETERNAL FEMININE. "THAT'LL DO; DON'T TROUBLE ABOUT YOUR HAIR--WE'RE NOT LIKELY TO MEET ANYONE." "OH, I CAN'T GO LIKE THIS; ONE NEVER KNOWS WHEN A SUBMARINE MAY BOB UP."] [Illustration: THE FOOD SHORTAGE. ARRIVAL OF THE MINT-SAUCE BOAT.] [Illustration: _Figure on the Seat._ "HE CALLS THIS 'THE GARDEN OF MEMORIES,' BUT HE NEARLY FORGOT _ME_."] [Illustration: UNHAPPY RESULT OF A TOO GENEROUS FRUIT DIET.] |
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