Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, April 30, 1892 by Various
page 23 of 46 (50%)
page 23 of 46 (50%)
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_First Emp._ Well, the sea air _is_ the sea air. And that reminds me,
what do you think of this tobacco-pouch for-- _Second Emp._ (_archly_). For I know who! Why, you have got his initials in forget-me-nots! _First Emp._ I think them so pretty, and they are very easy to do. _Second Mem. of the Pub._ (_in a rather louder voice_). Can you tell me, please, when the Mail starts for India? _Second Emp._ I must say, dear, you have the most perfect taste. Well, he will be ungrateful if he isn't charmed with them! Absolutely charmed! _Second Mem, of the Pub._ (_louder still_). Will you be so good as to say when the Mail starts for India? _First Emp._ Oh, you _are_ in a hurry! (_To Friend._) Yes, I took a lot of trouble in getting the gold beads. There is only one place where you can get them. They don't sell them at the Stores. _Second Mem. of the Pub._ (_in a loud tone of voice_). Again I ask you when the Mail leaves for India? _Second Emp._ And yet you can get almost anything you want there. Only it's a terrible nuisance going from one place to another. _Second Mem. of the Pub._ (_in a voice of thunder_). Silence! You are an impudent set! You are calculated to injure the class to whom you |
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