["The Brighton Police have received orders to move on all
organ-grinders."]
Bless you, Brighton Bobby, bless you,
Boldly bringing balmy bliss!
Barrel--organ barred--I guess you
Banish blatant bands with this.
Brazen blasts, by boobies blowing,
Bad as barrel's buzz can be.
Bid them budge! I'd vote for throwing
Beggars like these in the sea.
Battered bands from Bremen, Berlin;
Bearded bandits, born between
Bari and Bergamo, hurl in!
Bathed--that's what they've never been!
Britons all, oh, be not laggards,
But, like Brighton, move them on!
Bad, bacteria-hearing black-guards,
Beastly, blatant brutes, begone!
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ANOTHER ABOUT THE NEW LORD MAYOR ELECT.--"It's _a Knill wind_ that
blows nobody any good." _Signed_, BOGIE MOORE.
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[Illustration: THE OLD SPIRIT.
["_Gentlemen of the Life Guards,--Forward--March!"--_Sir WALTER SCOTT.
"_Old Mortality_."]
L'ESPRIT DE CORPS (_loq._). "SHAME! SHAME!--IS IT THUS YOU USE YOUR
SWORDS? WHATEVER MAY HAVE HAPPENED, ARE WE NOT STILL 'GENTLEMEN OF THE
LIFE GUARDS'?"
"It is stated that Lord METHUEN, after censuring the
conduct of the regiment, requested the men who had cut the
saddle-panels to step forward and own the act, which would in
that case be dealt with simply as a case of insubordination.
He gave them a few minutes to consider, but as none of them
made any admission, he intimated that he should have to report
the matter to the Commander-in-Chief as a mutiny."--_Daily
Paper_, 30th Sept., 1892.]
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[Illustration: AN ABSENT AUDIENCE.
_Socialist_. "Ah!--it's all very well yer looking at _Me_, with yer
Smiles AND yer Jeers...."]
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