Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, January 12, 1916 — John Shaqi
Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, January 12, 1916Various
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, January 12, 1916
Various
English wit and humor -- Periodicals
A Grand Concert is to be given at the Kingsway Hall by the Independent
Music Club, on January 18th, at 2.30, in aid of Mr. C. ARTHUR PEARSON'S
Fund for Blinded Soldiers and Sailors. The Independent Music Club, which
has been of invaluable assistance to musicians suffering from the War,
proposes to entertain at least five hundred Wounded Soldiers at this
Concert.
Five shillings will provide ticket, transport and tea for one Wounded
Soldier. Gifts for this purpose and for the object of helping our
Blinded Soldiers and Sailors will be very gratefully acknowledged by the
Treasurer, Independent Music Club, 13, Pembroke Gardens, Kensington, W.
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The net proceeds of a "Special Night" at the National Sporting Club on
Monday, January 17th, commencing at 8 P.M., are to be given to the
Wounded Allies Relief Fund.
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OPEN SECRETS.
(_Inspired by the sight, anywhere in France, of the notice:
"Taisez-vous! Mefiez-vous! Les ennemies oreilles vous ecoutent!_")
There is something in the air,
Dinna doot!
We shall shortly see some _guerre_
Hereaboot.
Yes, we're going to make a rush,
Starting Tuesday next at--Hush!
_Pourquoi?_
_Les ennemies oreilles nous ecoutent!_
We have got some special guns
For to shoot,
And to make the fleshy Huns
Up and scoot.
Would you care to hear the list?
There's a grandmamma at--Hist!
_Silence!_
_Les ennemies oreilles nous ecoutent!_
It is more than patent to
The astute
That a very big to-do
Is _en route_.
There's a million men, I'm told,
Sailing round to land at--Hold!
_Doucement!_
_Les ennemies oreilles nous ecoutent!_
Tho' to you, my simple friend,
It is moot
When the War is going to end
(_Dat vas goot!_)
_I_ could say exactly when
Peace will be declared. But then,
_Helas!_
_Les ennemies oreilles nous ecoutent!_
I should be the very last
To dispute
That remarks, too freely passed,
Come as loot
To those wicked people, spies;
Yet what lots and lots of lies
(_Mon Dieu!_)
_Les ennemies oreilles en ecoutent!_
Henry (Watch Dog).
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[Illustration: _Fickle Young Thing_ (_revisiting Tattooist_.) "Er--do
you think you could possibly alter this badge on my arm? You see,
I've--er--exchanged into another regiment."]
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From a report of KING FERDINAND'S address to the Sobranje:--
"The speech then exalts over victories won, and generally is
couched in a rather orid strain."--_Cork Constitution._
Like everything else that FERDY does.
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New Ideas for War Weddings.
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