Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, November 14, 1917Various
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, November 14, 1917
Various
English wit and humor -- Periodicals
Cook ceased to struggle for a moment, but only through exhaustion;
for when Sister seized the opportunity to repeat her advice a fresh
paroxysm came on, and everybody "stood to" at their posts again. Miss
Ropes conceived the idea of attaching a cord to Cook's armpits and
hauling her up again by main force. She dashed into the house, and
found a demoralised kitchen-maid calling incoherently for help down
the telephone.
Meanwhile Cook had had her worst spasm. We hung grimly on to the
chute, dismally confident that something would have to give way soon.
Suddenly there was a rending sound; the seam of the canvas ripped open
and a gaping slit appeared, through which Cook's freed arm flapped
wildly. Then the arm disappeared as the body to which it was attached
gathered momentum; and when Miss Ropes appeared with a length of cord
she was just in time to see her retainer return to the world--alive,
but practically inside out.
As soon as Cook recovered her breath it was apparent that her temper
was no longer placid. Forgetting entirely that it was by her own
choice that she had made the trip, she gave us all to understand
that she believed the whole incident to have been specially arranged
for her humiliation. She gave notice on the spot, and staggered
indignantly to the house to pack her box, leaving her employer once
again face to face with the Servant Problem.
* * * * *
THE ARTISETTE.
(_An Engineering School for Women
has been started in Scotland._)
What if my lady should appear
In a mechanic's grimy gear?
I shall not squeamishly decline
To figure at her shrine.
If Vulcan's smoky sway precludes
An assignation in the woods,
I shall not linger less elate
Outside the foundry gate.
When she knocks off at eventide
I'll flutter fondly to her side,
And demonstrate that grease and oil
Can't loosen love's sweet coil.
Most tenderly my tongue shall wag
To Amaryllis on the slag,
Whilst I endeavour to confine
Her horny hand in mine.
* * * * *
PERSONAL.
"Pat. Don't be disappointed. Nothing amis. Iris."--_Calcutta
Statesman_.
Only a letter gone astray.
* * * * *
"Apartments (furnished and unfurnished) to be let, outside
air radius."--_Daily Telegraph_.
A little suffocating, perhaps.
* * * * *
"If a million quarter acres in the country were left uncultivated,
the result would be that a quarter of a million acres would be
left uncultivated."--_Scotch Paper_.
Examined and found correct.
* * * * *
Extract from a speech by Lord SELBORNE:--
"In that ouse Capital was very fully represented--he thought
over-represented."--_Daily Telegraph_.
The printer seems to have thought so too, when he cut the capital out.
* * * * *
[Illustration: THE HIGHWAYMAN.
"TAXI! TAXI!"
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