Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, July 16, 1892 by Various
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particular article of Dr. ROBSON ROOSTEM PASHA's faith, we, as a
jovial company, drink his health, and then depart for our annual Alcoholiday trip. * * * * * LAWN TENNIS INTELLIGENCE.--BADDELAY has taken the cake. * * * * * [Illustration: THINGS ONE WOULD RATHER HAVE EXPRESSED OTHERWISE. (_Lady Festus At Home_--2 A.M.) _Hostess._ "ONLY JUST COME, SIR GEORGE? HOW GOOD OF YOU TO COME SO LATE!"] * * * * * OUT OF IT! (_THE LAY OF THE NON-ELECTED._) Then a warm-faced functionary read the "Declaration"--when A sort of sinking sickness took SMITH in the abdomen; And he smiled a sickly sort of smile, and stalked out at the door, And the subsequent proceedings interested _him_ no more! _Bret Harte adapted._ |
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