Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 158, March 10th, 1920 by Various
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horribile dictu_ (or shall I say _horresco referens_?)--well, to be
meticulously exact, partner shanked it. And it is just here that those who have also enjoyed a University education will pick up--even as partner failed to do--what I, who write, am driving at. Remembering how dear old W.G.--in those halcyon days when Gloucester was worthy of the cheese whereof she is now so chary a producer--used to score with that heavy cut between point and cover, I too, greatly daring, cut it and laid it (the ball, not the cheese) dead. _De mortuis_ ... For assuredly it _was_ good. The one adornment of this episode should have been a quotation from ARISTOPHANES. It is not, however, given to all men always to remember. _Non cuivis_, in fact. OF IMPACT. It was at the ensuing consumption of Bohea, or of its substitute as provided by a paternal Government, that one of the party, with the rashness of a _d'Artagnan_, reverted to the question of weight of clubs. ABE MITCHELL'S driver, of course, gave him a handle; but himself he, unaided, gave away. For it is not to be boasted by every man that he has been blessed with an _Alma Mater_, and that consequently logic is to him even as hair and teeth--save only that these twain be not false. For, said this unhappy wight, increase the weight and the corollary is length increased. Then arose a certain justly eminent author, whose list of tales is equalled only by the tale of his handicap, and demonstrably discounted weight without pace. |
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