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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Why should Ethel and I and the other country cousins, who are up to have a good time, waste our precious moments on University Extension, when they might have been given to the galleries, or, better still, to the shops? Dear Mr. Punch, you will not betray my confidence and print my real name, will you, if I tell you the reason? I do so in the hope that you will use your great and good influence to support our claim for State aid in a matter deeply interesting us girls in the provinces.
I have always thought that the most important object of University Extension has been overlooked.
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Thus Bartley, Butcher, and Byrne turned upon Tommy with reproachful glance and murmured, "Why drag in Chatham, Burke, and Fox?"
However, all over now. The midnight bells chiming over sultry London proclaim passing of Budget Bill through Committee. Been a long hard fight, monotonous in its continuity, occasionally exciting in its divisions, continuously illustrative of Englishman's faculty of never knowing when he's beaten. Honours rest with Squire of Malwood, who throughout has unflinchingly and, in the main, good humouredly, borne the brunt of battle.
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Cawmell-Bannerman with the ruthless disregard of Shaksperian traditions that seems to suit the War Office, said "apothecaries are an expiring class," a way of putting it that suggested they had been dosing themselves. Their place was now filled by non-commissioned officers, who were called compounders of medicine.
What a fall is here. Fancy Romeo going about the moonlit streets of Mantua calling out, "What ho! Compounder of Medicine." This callous remark had such effect on Cap'en Tommy that he laid aside his speaking-trumpet, and was heard, no more through the live-long night.
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