Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 101, July 18, 1891 by Various
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page 36 of 45 (80%)
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_Marks._ We don't want fun. But there, good-bye!
_Loung._ But I say, I have come all this way to look you up. _Marks._ (_unbending_). Very kind of you, but, my dear fellow, you have chosen rather an unfortunate time. _Loung._ Why, at Wimbledon you had nothing to do! _Marks._ Very likely. But then Bisley isn't Wimbledon. _Loung._ (_dryly_). So it seems. Everyone said that, when they moved the camp further away from home, they would ruin the meeting. _Marks._ Then everyone was wrong. Why, we are going on swimmingly. _Loung._ It must be beastly dull. _Marks._ Not at all. Lovely country, good range, and, after it rains, two minutes later it is dry as bone. _Loung._ Yes, but it stands to reason that it _can't_ be as popular as Wimbledon. _Marks._ My dear fellow, figures are the best test of that. In all the history of the Association we have never had more entries than this year. _Loung._ That may be, but you don't have half the fun you had nearer town. |
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