Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 152, June 27, 1917 by Various
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page 23 of 62 (37%)
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* * * * * "The sort of women who literally make ducks and drakes of their duty as the family administrator."--_Spectator._ Having regard to the high price of poultry might not the new Food-Controller get these women to explain how they do it? * * * * * THE BUFFER'S VINDICATION. I haven't fought, I haven't dug, I've worn no special caps, Too little has my country, sure, had from me; _But_ I've never talked of "strafe-ing" anyone for any lapse, And I've never called a fighting man a "Tommy." * * * * * [Illustration: _Old Soldier_ (_trying to "swing the lead"_). "WELL, SIR, I CAN'T NEITHER EAT, SLEEP NOR DRINK, SIR." _M.O._ (_in a spasm of enthusiasm_). "MY GOOD MAN! THE ARMY WANTS A BATTALION LIKE YOU!"] * * * * * THE WATCH DOGS. |
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