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"An Englishman usually finds it about as difficult to produce an R from
his thoat as to produce a rabbit from a top-hat--both feats require
practice."--_Provincial Paper._
In this case we fear it can't be done, even with practice.
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[Illustration: MORE ADVENTURES OF A POST-WAR SPORTSMAN.
_Mrs. P.-W.S._ (_to P.-W.S., who has been pulled off at a gate,
consolingly_). "NEVER MIND, HENRY; THE HUNTING SEASON IS NEARLY OVER, AND
YOU HAVE THE SATISFACTION OF KNOWING THAT YOU HAVE DONE YOUR DUTY IN THE
STATION TO WHICH YOU HAVE BEEN CALLED."]
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OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.
(_By Mr. Punch's Staff of Learned Clerks._)
The publishers of _Peter Jackson: Cigar Merchant_ (HUTCHINSON) seem in
their announcements to be desperately afraid lest anyone should guess it to
be a War book. It is, they suggest, the story of the flowering of perfect
love between two married folk who had drifted apart.
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