Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, September 5, 1917 by Various
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Along the path:
I thought my wishing-bone would break, I wished so much that I could take A fairy bath. R.F. * * * * * "LIBRARY NOTES. "Mr. Buttling Sees It Thru, H.G. Wells." --_Citronelle Call_ (_Alabama, U.S.A._). Rumours that Mr. WELLS is a convert to the "nu speling" may now be safely contradicted. * * * * * [Illustration: "KEEP THE HOME FIRES BURNING." SOLO BY OUR OPTIMISTIC PREMIER.] * * * * * THE MUD LARKS. I am living at present in one of those villages in which the retreating Hun has left no stone unturned. With characteristic thoroughness he fired it first, then blew it up, and has been shelling |
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