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Updated: June 14, 2025


List to the blighter on the 'orizon sayin' his prayers, Navy-fashion. 'Eaven 'elp me argue that way when I'm a warrant-officer!" We headed with little lapping strokes toward what seemed to be a fair- sized riot. "An' I've 'eard the Devolution called a happy ship, too," said Pyecroft. "Just shows 'ow a man's misled by prejudice. She's peevish that's what she is nasty-peevish.

Then the old trouble came uppermost. "I wish to 'eaven I 'adn't these silly sandals on," he cried querulously to the universe. "They give the whole blessed show away." His door was flung open, and a compact young man in uniform appeared, carrying Mr. Butteridge's portfolio, rucksac, and shaving-glass. "I say!" he said in faultless English as he entered.

A bit of a boy, same as 'Betty' 'ere, 'e comes up and says, 'What'll ye take fer the whole bloomin' caravan? he says, 'for ter send ter a lidy? 'Gentleman, I says, 'I'm only a poor girl and a widered muver ter keep, and, gentleman, I can't tike less than two pound fer 'em sure and certain as there's a God in 'eaven, I can't. 'Well, says he, 'it's a blarsted swindle but I'll take 'em and mind you deliver 'em ter the lidy yerself. 'They shall go this very minute, says I, 'and, oh, sir, God bless you both and may yer have long life and 'appiness ter-gether. Strike me dead, wot d'yer think he said next?

"Now I wonder," he sighed plaintively, "I wonder what under the blue expandment of 'oly 'eaven you might be, because if you 'appen to be the washing " "I am not!" "Or the cannybal missions " "No sech thing!" "Oh!" said Mr. Brimberly, and his gaze wandered to the elbows. "Why, then, let me hinform you " "Ann Angelina Trapes is me name." "Why then, ma'am, you've took the wrong turning.

She chirped like a bird singing on a bough, rejoicing in token of the shining of the sun. "It's wot yer can work on this," said Glad. "The curick 'e's a good sort an' no' 'arm in 'im but 'e ses: 'Trouble an' 'unger is ter teach yer ter submit. Accidents an' coughs as tears yer lungs is sent you to prepare yer for 'eaven.

Feel like I needed someone to lend me a biff on the coco, sir, to make sure as I aren't a dreamin' it's so wot a cove fancies 'Eaven to be like, sir." And afterward, when the day was older, and they had gone to Richmond, and Cleek in his boating flannels was pulling him up the shining river and talking to him again as he had talked last night, he felt that it was even more like Heaven than ever.

Fuskin, when I meet 'im in 'eaven, if I didn't?" "Good-bye, Amelia." "There! I forgot," cried Amelia. She went to the drawer of the dresser and brought out something wrapped in tissue paper. Mavis undid this, to find Amelia's offering to consist of a silver brooch forming the word "May." "It's the nearest I could get to your nime, miss," she explained. "Thank you so much."

An' me, 'eaven forgive me, thinkin' 'im out o' 'is mind when 'e wrote to 'em an' said they was 'is friends. There was 'is lordship the Markis o' Dawne, and 'is two sisters, an' that other great lady what is with 'em so much.

"They've marched and fought thirty mile to-day," he shouts, "and now they're tearin' the intestines out of the Cavalry up yonder! They won't stop this side the gates o' Delhi," he says. "I commanded their ancestors. There's nothing wrong with the Service," he says, wringing out his trousers on his lap. "'Eaven pardon me for doubtin' 'em! Same old game same young beggars."

This cheerfulness is somewhat gruesomely voiced in a cartoon in Punch touching on the allowance given to the soldier's wife. She remarks, "This war is 'eaven twenty-five shillings a week and no 'usband bothering about!" We have always credited Punch with knowing England. Truth stands revealed by a thrust, however cynical, when softened by challenging humor.

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