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PUNCH,
OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
VOL. 146
APRIL 15, 1914.
CHARIVARIA.
Reuter telegraphs from Melbourne that the Commonwealth building inLondon is to be called "Australia House." This should disposeeffectively of the rumour that it was to be called "Canada House."
"The Song of the Breakers," which is being advertised, is not, we aretold, a war song for the Suffragettes.
Some of the Press reported a recent happy event under the followingheading:—
"Wedding of Mrs. Patrick Campbell."
Mr. George Cornwallis West would like it to be known that it was alsohis wedding.
It was rumoured one day last week that a certain officer famous for hispicturesque language was about to receive a new appointment asDirector-General of Expletives.
"Gold-Plated Typewriter,"
announces The Mail. We are sorry for the poor girl. Mr. GranvilleBarker, of course, started the idea with his gilded fairies.
Miss Mabel Rogers, we read, is bringing a suit against certain othergirl students of Pardue University, Indiana, for "ragging" her bytearing off her clothes. It seems to us that it is the defendants whoought to bring the suit.
"Twelve small farmers," we are told, "were on Saturday sent for trial atBallygar, County Galway, on a charge of cattle-driving." Their sizeshould not excuse them.
One evening last week, The Daily Mail tells us, the electric lightfailed in several districts of Tooting and Mitcham. "A resident inGarden Avenue," says our contemporary, "had invited about a dozenfriends to a card party. The host secured a supply of candles, in thedim light of which the party played." It is good to know that in thisprosaic age and in this prosaic London of ours it is still possible tohave stirring adventures worth recording in the country's annals.
The power of the motor! "At the request of the Car," says TheWestminster Gazette, "M. Poincare will leave on his visit to Russia,after the national fêtes on July 14."
A couple of pictures by unknown artists fetched as much as £2,625 and£1,837 at Christie's last week, and we hear that some of our lessnotable painters have been greatly encouraged by this boom in obscurity.
"This Machine," says an advertisement of a motor cycle, "Gets YouOut-of-Doors—and Keeps You There." Frankly, we prefer the sort thatGets You Home Again.
The Premier, who was said to have "run away" to Fife, after all had a"walk over."
"The Elizabethan spirit," says a laudator temporis acti, "is deadamong us." We beg to challenge this statement. When the Armada wassighted Drake went on with his game of bowls. To-day, in similarcircumstances, we are confident that thousands of Englishmen wouldrefuse to leave their game of golf.
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