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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Mr. Leo Armstrong received us, and pointed to the gas apparatus with an air of triumph, as if he had had some difficulty in getting it entrusted to him in consequence of his youth. Then "Master Sammy" made his appearance. He was going to administer the gas. It was a pleasant family party, and I felt quite parental. Had it not been for poor George Lewis Bolton Rollit's swollen face, I should have said to Mr. Leo Armstrong, "Master Sammy," my boy, and the buttons, "Here, lads, let us make a day of it. I will take you all to Madame Tussaud's and the Zoological Gardens."
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

I propose to deal with Coal Strike; they move the Adjournment, and leave me speechless at the table. Begin to think that all they wanted was my vote to swell majority against Home-Rule Bill. A weary world, Toby. Saddest of all for neglected statesmen in our gilded Chamber. Should you ever be made a peer take an old man's advice and do everything you can to obscure your native abilities. Once you excite the jealousy of men like the Markiss, and implant in their bosom suspicion that if they don't look out you may supplant them, you are lost.
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

I must confess that although I date this communication from Pump-Handle Court, I am, as a matter of fact, staying at Callerherring, a health resort greatly patronised by all patients of that eminent doctor Sir Peter Twitwillow.
It is unnecessary to describe a place so well known to all lovers of the picturesque. I may hint that the far-famed view of twelve Scotch, Irish, and Welsh counties, and the Channel and the Atlantic Ocean, can still be enjoyed by those who ascend Mount MacHaggis, and that the table-d'hôte at the Royal Hibernian Hotel yet costs, with its seven courses, five-and-sixpence.
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