The Library of Wit and Humor, Prose and Poetry: Selected from the Literature of All Times and Nations, Том 1Ainsworth Rand Spofford, Rufus Edmonds Shapley Gebbie Publishing Company, Limited, 1884 |
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... person , and must , therefore , seem to all readers of our day , excepting only the Antiquarian few , lacking in interest and meaning , like pressed flowers that no longer possess color or fragrance . Only a few specimens of such ...
... person , and must , therefore , seem to all readers of our day , excepting only the Antiquarian few , lacking in interest and meaning , like pressed flowers that no longer possess color or fragrance . Only a few specimens of such ...
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... persons , you'll never have a night's sleep in your bed . Not that it would matter what fell upon you , if it wasn't your poor wife who suffered . Of course all the business will be in the news- papers , and your name with it . I ...
... persons , you'll never have a night's sleep in your bed . Not that it would matter what fell upon you , if it wasn't your poor wife who suffered . Of course all the business will be in the news- papers , and your name with it . I ...
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... person to know , I'm sure , if that's the case . Now , Caudle , Caudle , don't let us quarrel , there's a good soul , tell me what it's all about ? A pack of nonsense , I dare say ; still , -not that I care much about it , still I ...
... person to know , I'm sure , if that's the case . Now , Caudle , Caudle , don't let us quarrel , there's a good soul , tell me what it's all about ? A pack of nonsense , I dare say ; still , -not that I care much about it , still I ...
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... person . Ha ! I only wish people could see you at home , that's all . But so it is with men . They can keep all their good temper for out - of - doors - their wives never see any of it . Oh dear ! I'm sure I don't know who'd be a poor ...
... person . Ha ! I only wish people could see you at home , that's all . But so it is with men . They can keep all their good temper for out - of - doors - their wives never see any of it . Oh dear ! I'm sure I don't know who'd be a poor ...
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... , you could have marrow- puddings every day . Now , don't fling yourself about and begin to swear at mar row - puddings ; you know you like ' em , dear . clock ; never think there's such a person as a 16 MRS . CAUDLE'S CURTAIN LECTURES .
... , you could have marrow- puddings every day . Now , don't fling yourself about and begin to swear at mar row - puddings ; you know you like ' em , dear . clock ; never think there's such a person as a 16 MRS . CAUDLE'S CURTAIN LECTURES .
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