Ernest Bramah

Ernest Bramah

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Portrait of Ernest Bramah Ernest Bramah The People's Picnic (1895)

Cocoanut "shies," flung by fair but inexperienced hands, hurtle in dangerous proximity, but nothing moves them, and they conscientiously drop the lines into the two feet of mud and water, and hopefully watch the pieces of timber which it is no misnomer to call "floats." They haven't caught anything; they never will, but—some memories are ineradicable—we know that they are happy.
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Portrait of Ernest Bramah Ernest Bramah The People's Picnic (1895)

Down in the valley glitters the white tent of the Ambulance Corps, an object, of engrossing interest to a somewhat morbid crowd, whose chief hope is that a case will soon be brought in. There will be many before the day is passed, but it is surprising what some of these pallid, small-bodied East-enders can stand.
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Portrait of Ernest Bramah Ernest Bramah The People's Picnic (1895)

A girl, leaning carelessly over the side of a swing when at its highest point, is caught by the head on one of the side beams, dragged from the seat, and dropped some fifteen feet on to the ground. Instead of requiring the ambulance, she gets up and slangs the swing man for objecting to her finishing her time without another payment.
Whatever individual taste may demand or reject in ether matters, there is at least one point of unanimity: that scent squirts are de rigueur.
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