Summary

Various,  Punch, or the London Charivari…

“ I tell you this is an entirely new and original game."
"Let him," said somebody else, "get on with it in his own way or we shall be here till past midnight. Go ahead, Hubbard."
"Well," said Hubbard, "you choose somebody to be a likeness. When your man comes in again he begins to ask questions."
"Vegetable, animal or mineral," said Butterfield, "I knew it was."
"No, it isn't," said Hubbard. "The man who has gone out and has come in says to you, What food does the person you've chosen remind you of? and you say tapioca pudding or beef-steak and kidney pie."
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Source: Gutenberg

Various,  Punch, or the London Charivari…

“ THE NEW GAME.
If Hubbard were not my friend I should describe him as one of the most amiable and most muddle-headed of mankind. Under the influence of his mind things that are quite clear become confused and lose themselves in long vistas of statement and sub-statement and sub-sub-statement, and a plain tale is darkened until at the end nothing is left of what it originally was.
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Source: Gutenberg

Various,  Punch, or the London Charivari…

“ I said, "there's nobody in the whole wide world who reminds me of either of those things."
"Well, you can choose your own food," said Hubbard. "If you don't like tapioca pudding you can answer scrambled eggs. Only scrambled eggs must remind you of the person you have in your mind. Then you go on to the next man, and you ask him what cloth he reminds you of, and he answers tweed or Irish frieze or best Angola."
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Source: Gutenberg

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