And "'Arry, it's a shime"—

(Spoken.)—Which is 'ard on a feller! And then we 'as

to ketch the bloomin' trine again, and she do talk, but

never mind—

(Brightly.)

We've 'ad a 'appy 'ollidy,

We gits 'ome all the sime.

—'Urry up, 'Arry!

Cockney Sport Extraordinary.