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Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, September 1st, 1920 by Various
page 29 of 59 (49%)
Emitted a chorus of yells,
And they fell upon Age
With unfilial rage
And gave it all manner of hells.

I am, Sir, Yours,

GALLIO JUNIOR.

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[Illustration: _Meanest Member_ (_seeking free advice, after driving out of
bounds, from professional who is giving a lesson to another player_).
"FUNNY THING, BUT EVERY TIME I DRIVE THIS MORNING I SLICE LIKE THAT. WHAT
DO YOU THINK IS THE CAUSE?"

_Professional_ (_after deep thought_). "WELL, SIR, MEBBE YE'RE NO' HITTIN'
'EM RIGHT."]

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"SWITZERLAND AGAIN.

Fine weather has resigned with only brief interruptions since the
season began."--_Times._

Just as in England.

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