"GENERAL (good, refined) for modern non-basement clergyman's house."--_Daily Chronicle._

The reverend gentleman does not mention his ecclesiastical views; but we gather that he is not an Arian.

Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, February 16, 1916 — Part 19

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Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, February 16, 1916 — Part 19

_Boy_ (_explaining_). "YOU SEE, AUNTIE, THE FELLER THAT'S GOING OUT HAS GOT A GRUDGE AGAINST THE OTHER CHAP."]

Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 150, February 16, 1916 — Part 19

WHEN books are pow'rless to beguile And papers only stir my bile, For solace and relief I flee To _Bradshaw_ or the _A. B. C._, And find the best of recreations In studying the names of stations.

There is not much among the _A_'s To prompt enthusiastic praise, But _B_ is infinitely better, And there are gems in ev'ry letter. The only fault I have with Barnack Is that it rhymes with Dr. HARNACK; Barbon, Beluncle Halt, Bodorgan Resound like chords upon the organ, And there's a spirit blithe and merry In Evercreech and Egloskerry. Park Drain and Counter Drain, I'm sure, Are hygienically pure, But when æsthetically viewed They seem to me a little crude. I often long to visit Frant, Hose, Little Kimble and Lelant; And, if I had sufficient dollars, Sibley's (for Chickney) and Neen Sollars; Shustoke and Smeeth my soul arride And likewise Sholing, Sole Street, Shide, But I'm afraid my speech might go Awry on reaching Spooner Row.

In serious mood I often bend My thoughts to Ponder and his End, And when I'm feeling dull and down The very name of Tibshelf Town Rejoices me, while Par and Praze And Pylle and Quy promote amaze.

Of all the Straths, a numerous host, Strathbungo pleases me the most, While I can court reluctant slumber By murmuring thy name, Stogumber. Were I beginning life anew From Swadlincote I'd take my cue, But shun as I would shun the scurvy The perilous atmosphere of Turvey.

But though the tuneful name of Horbling Incites to further doggerel warbling, And Gallions, Goonbell, Gamlingay Are each deserving of a lay, No railway bard is worth his salt Who cannot bear to call a "Halt."

"WANTED, GIRL; farmhouse; last lived two years."--_Devon and Exeter Gazette._

"Mr. ---- is having his first show of well-known English Corsets, made specially for him."--_Provincial Paper._

"Mark then explained to the police that they had been 'had.' He was promptly arrested for falsely representing himself as a deserter and to-day was fined 0s."