A DELICIOUS SAIL—OFF DOVER
Old Lady. "Goodness gracious, Mr. Boatman! What's that?"
Stolid Boatman. "That, mum! Nuthun, mum. Only the Artillery a prac-ti-sin', and that's one o' the cannon balls what's just struck the water!!"
Old Lady. "Goodness gracious, Mr. Boatman! What's that?"
Stolid Boatman. "That, mum! Nuthun, mum. Only the Artillery a prac-ti-sin', and that's one o' the cannon balls what's just struck the water!!"