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Mrs. Waring—“What language do the Belgians use, Paul?”
Mr. Waring—“I don’t know; but I know what language I’d use if I were a Belgian!”
HAS A MONOPOLY
“How is it that nobody ever ventures to discuss the war with Jinks, and he has all the talking to himself?”
“Well, you see, he’s the only fellow in the club who knows how to pronounce the names of those Russian and Polish jawbreaker towns.”
MERE TYPOGRAPHICAL ERROR
The proprietor of a café at Havre, in endeavoring to please his large-increased British clientèle, as a consequence of the war, started his menus in English. The first effort of the local printer was:—
“Soup, fish, entrée, joint, sweet, wife and coffee included.”
Three francs was the price, and one might say not at all dear at that figure.