Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 101, November 21, 1891 by Various
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When you can do so, I'll leave you with joy, you know.
But--'tisn't yet! Thanks to our care, you're improving, my "Pet," a bit. Promising Novice, of that there's no doubt. But up to Champion form? No, not yet a bit. Just try that on, and you'll soon get knocked out. Can't say exactly how long we must bide with you, Help you develope grit, muscle, and pipe; But we must own you to-day--(though we side with you)-- _Not_ "Cherry Ripe!" [_Left putting the "Pet" through his paces._ * * * * * VERY NEAR.--"The man who never makes a mistake, never makes anything," said Mr. PHELPS, the American Minister, in the course of a farewell after-dinner speech. Happening to be re-reading Mr. SURTEES' inimitable _Soapy Sponge_, we find that _Mr. Bragg_, when applying for the situation of Huntsman to _Mr. Puffington_, remarked, "He, Sir, who never makes an effort, Sir, never risks a failure," which is just the premiss to Mr. PHELPS'S celebrated conclusion. * * * * * A NUPTIAL PENEDICTION.--"Pless you, my children!" as Sir CORNWALLIS WEST will say in his best Principality-English to the happy Bride and Bridegroom on December 8 next. |
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