Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 158, 1920-04-21

It appears that Irish criminals may be divided into three classes ( a ) The ones you can't catch; ( b ) The ones you have caught but can't convict; ( c ) The ones you have convicted but can't keep in prison.
To such an extent has America gone dry that nearly all letters despatched from Scotsmen living over there are posted with the stamps pinned to the envelopes.
We are certainly going to gain by the sale of the Slough works, said Mr. Bonar Law last week. Whether to an extent that will justify the Government for having kept The Daily Mail waiting like that is another question.
Mr. James Fowler of Deptford has offered to walk from Westminster Bridge to Brighton with a jar on his head. We assume that he has mislaid his hat.
In Hertfordshire the other day a boy was knocked down by a funeral-car. It may have been an accident, but it has all the appearance of greed.
A constable giving evidence at Willesden police-court said a prisoner called him a sergeant-major. We feel sure the fellow could not have meant it.
Mrs. Alice L. Yocum, of Boone, U.S.A., has just obtained her thirteenth divorce. It is said that she has the finest collection of husbands in America.
The man who last week said he had not read Another Powerful Article by Mr. Horatio Bottomley in the Sunday Press is thought to be an impostor.
Parents in New York who are afraid of losing their children may register them at the Bureau of Missing People. As we have no such institution in this country parents must adopt the old method of writing their names and addresses on the top right-hand corner of their offspring.
Any wind blowing at more than seventy miles an hour, says an informing paper, may be called a hurricane. At the same time we doubt if this would have much effect on it.
Our sympathy is with the young Flight Lieutenant of the R.A.F. who has been unable to keep up with the uniforms designed by the Air Ministry. He is now said to be three uniforms behind.