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... Waiters and Irish Members , all alike trying their werry best not to look sleepy , and one and all failing miserably , and feeling miserable . In course we poor Waiters has the wust of it as usual . The Ministers has their relays , and ...
... Waiters and Irish Members , all alike trying their werry best not to look sleepy , and one and all failing miserably , and feeling miserable . In course we poor Waiters has the wust of it as usual . The Ministers has their relays , and ...
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... waiter with a " B. - and - S . " Sic transit gloria mundi was the re- flection of the CORINTHIAN ; but he remembered that a Latin quotation is apt to have the same effect upon a chippy " man as a " red rag on a bull , " and he ...
... waiter with a " B. - and - S . " Sic transit gloria mundi was the re- flection of the CORINTHIAN ; but he remembered that a Latin quotation is apt to have the same effect upon a chippy " man as a " red rag on a bull , " and he ...
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... WAITER . WELL , if ever I was litorally dumflounderd in all my life , it was on last Munday arternoon at the House of Commons ! I got one of the dorekeepers to let me go in the Gallery , afore the dinners began , to hear the Ouse accep ...
... WAITER . WELL , if ever I was litorally dumflounderd in all my life , it was on last Munday arternoon at the House of Commons ! I got one of the dorekeepers to let me go in the Gallery , afore the dinners began , to hear the Ouse accep ...
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... Waiter with only a modrate Swaller , but jest think of this . His Master in Buttolf Lane had to go to Dover last week . Wen he started , a Wan was at the door load- ing . He went to Dover , trarnsacted his bizziness at Dover , and came ...
... Waiter with only a modrate Swaller , but jest think of this . His Master in Buttolf Lane had to go to Dover last week . Wen he started , a Wan was at the door load- ing . He went to Dover , trarnsacted his bizziness at Dover , and came ...
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... Waiters . I've seen old Woxhall Gardens , and Wite Cundit House , and Ornsey Wood , and Iberry Barn , but I haven't the ... Waiter . " ROBERT . Bow - wow ! SEA - SIDE - SPLITTERS . By Dumb - Crambo Junior . Barque outside the ' Arbour ...
... Waiters . I've seen old Woxhall Gardens , and Wite Cundit House , and Ornsey Wood , and Iberry Barn , but I haven't the ... Waiter . " ROBERT . Bow - wow ! SEA - SIDE - SPLITTERS . By Dumb - Crambo Junior . Barque outside the ' Arbour ...
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