Summary

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Mr. C. Oh, nonsense! Christmas-time, you know. Let's be jolly while we can—give her a pencil, EMILY!
Aunt C. No, I can't, really. You must excuse me. I know I'm a wet blanket; but, when I think that I mayn't be with you another Christmas, we may most of us be dead by then, why— (sobs) .
Fred (the Family Failure) . That's right, Mater—trust you to see a humorous side to everything!
Another Aunt. For shame, FRED! If you don't know who is responsible for your poor mother's low spirits, others do!
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

A blaze of flame that followed the terrified menial into the room, only too truly corroborated his statement. In a another moment the fire had seized hold of the new furniture, and in greedy fury, as if it were some demon spirit, licked the walls with great tongues of flame.
"In the cupboard, my dear," said the Duke, the proud blood of his race coming to his aid in a perfect and commanding coolness in the face of the terrible danger that faced him, "you will find three cans of JOBSON's Patent Fire Annihilating Essence. It is advertised as infallible.
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

I am delighted to have found occasion to repay you; but as for that brother of yours, I am death on him. I shall never rest till I have taken his life."
"'"I beg you to do no such thing," I said.
"'"I will sink his vessel and send him to the bottom of the sea," she insisted.
"'After much endeavour I managed to appease her wrath, and in the twinkling of an eye, before you could say "Ali Baba!" she had transported me back to my own house. On entering I found this black dog who stared strangely at me.
"'"My husband," said the fairy, "do not be surprised to see this dog here; he is your brother.
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