Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, November 3, 1920 by Various
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_I._ Yes, I did. Bills always came when the dog was away for the
week-end. He was a great week-ender, and he always came back from week-ends with more and more pieces out of his ears until at last they were all gone, and he couldn't hear us when we called him. _They._ Well, there are plenty of other sorts. You might have a Chow or an Airedale or a boar-hound. _I._ Thank you, I do not hunt boars. Besides, all the dogs you mention are very expensive nowadays. In the War it was quite different. You could collect dogs for practically nothing then. My company used to have more than a dozen dogs parading with it every day. They had never seen so many men so willing to go for so many long walks before. They thought the Millennium had come. A proposal was made that they should be taught to form fours and march in the rear. But, like all great strategical plans, it was stifled by red tape. After that-- _They._ You are getting away from the point. If you really want a good cheap dog-- _I._ Ah, I thought you were coming to that. You know of a good cheap dog? _They._ The gardener of my sister-in-law's aunt has an extremely good cheap dog. _I._ And would it watch my house? _They._ Most intently. |
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