various contributors, Punch, Volume 147 — December 23rd… (19th and 20th century)
“ Incidentally, the sausage factory is much more exciting to guard then the electric light works. One sees the raw material arriving and being unloaded. One sees the sausage king swishing up in his richly-appointed limousine, giving porkly orders to his deferential subordinates, and then whisking off—no doubt to confer with the War Office. An old lady with a million wrinkles approached me and seemed desirous of entering into conversation. We are strictly forbidden to talk with civilians unless first accosted. ”
