THE TRAVELLERS TRICKED

(_An a propos Duologue_)

_She_ (_with resolution_). Charlie, I want to ask your pardon. I have

made a mistake.

_He._ Yes, dear; which of them?

_She._ You shall not put me out by sneering. Yes, I have made a mistake;

and when I make a mistake, I do not fail to acknowledge it.

_He._ Quite right, dear. Nothing like having a congenial occupation.

_She._ Charlie, we came back to town prematurely.

_He._ Yes, dear; we certainly curtailed our stay in Paris a little to

allow of your purchasing that pretty bonnet.

_She._ It cost a lot of money, Charlie.

_He._ It did, dear; but I did not grudge it, as you and the shop girl

said it was of the first mode and the greatest novelty in Paris.

_She._ Yes, Charlie; and I believed her.

_He._ Well, I am sure that the three or four days we cut off were well

worth it, to buy the bonnet.

_She._ How good, how noble of you to say so!

_He._ Not at all; I was really glad to get back to the club. And you

have your bonnet--a real genuine French bonnet! And the most Parisian

shape imaginable.

_She_ (_with an effort_). The shape is not Parisian.

_He._ Not Parisian! Where does it come from?

_She._ I see from a ticket in the lining it was made in the Edgware

Road.

[_Tears and curtain._

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AT WINDSOR.--_American Traveller_ (_to Waiter at the "Blue Stag"_). Say,

is it true that you've got a real live ghost here?

_Waiter._ Yessir. Believed to be either Cardinal Garnet Wolseley, 'Erne

the 'Untsman, Queen Elizabeth, or the late King of the Belgiums.

_American Traveller._ Thanks. Send for the local reporter, if off duty

in any one capacity.

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SUITABLE SPOTS.--_Ware-ham_--for abstainers from pork;

_Whits-table_--for facetious gourmets; _Wig-more_--for bald men;

_Wig-ton_--for perruquiers; _Winfarthing_--for small gamblers;

_Wo-burn_--for firemen.

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[Illustration: NOSE IN EGITTO; OR, AUTOMOBILITY IN THE LAND OF THE

SPHINX.

"One touch of _Punch_ makes the whole world kin."]

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[Illustration: A QUESTION OF PROPORTION.--_Colonel Peppercorn_ (_who is

touring in France with a hired chauffeur and car, which has broken

down_). "Confound it all, you say it's nothing? Then why don't you

repair it?"

_Alphonse Legros._ "Mais, monsieur, pas possible, he break below! I

cannot arrive there! He is only quinze centimetres from ze ground; but

me--voila--I have one metre round ze chest!"]

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