Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, November 21, 1917 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 43 pages of information about Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, November 21, 1917.

Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, November 21, 1917 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 43 pages of information about Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, November 21, 1917.

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    FREE FOODERS.

    “ROSYTH WORKERS AND THE COST OF LIVING.

“Mr. Douglas moved that they demand a reduction in the cost of living of 200 per cent. by abolishing profiteering and securing national control of food supplies.  It was subsequently agreed to demand 100 per cent. decrease in the cost of food.”—­Glasgow Herald.

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THE COMPLETE PLASHER.

“Francesca,” I said, “listen to this.”

“I will,” she said, “if it’s worth listening to.”

“You can’t tell that till you’ve heard it, can you?”

“Well, what is it, anyhow?”

“It’s a letter,” I said, “from Harry Penruddock.”

“That doesn’t sound very exciting.”

“Ah, but wait a bit.”

“Well, get a move on.  I’ve got to see the cook.”

“He sends me,” I said, “a notice which has been served upon him about his cottage at Smoltham.  He wants to have my opinion about it.”

“Very well, give him your opinion, and let’s get on with the War.”

“Francesca,” I said, “are you not more than a little peevish this morning?”

“I have no patience,” she said, “with notices that have to be served.  It’s always done by sanitary inspectors and rate collectors, and people of that sort.  Why can’t they just post them and have done with it?”

“Who are you,” I said, “that you should fly in the face of Providence in this way?  Can’t you see that if a notice is ‘served,’ it immediately becomes twice as important?”

“Oh, if it adds to the dignity of an inspector, well and good; but for my part I should have posted it.”

“You are not a sanitary inspector, and cannot realise the feelings of one.”

“They have no feelings, and that’s why they’re made inspectors.”

“Hush!” I said, and began to read:—­

“’In pursuance of the directions given in an Act passed in the fifth and sixth years of the reign of King William the Fourth, entitled “An Act to consolidate and amend the Laws relating to Highways in that part of Great Britain called England,” I, T. Bradish, of the Town Hall, Smoltham, do hereby give you notice forthwith to cut, prune, plash or lop certain Trees and Hedges overhanging the highway immediately adjoining your premises, No. 15, East Gate, in the Parish of Smoltham, and which are causing an obstruction and annoyance to the said highway, so that the obstructions caused to the said highway shall be removed.

“‘Dated this 19th day of October, 1917.’”

“Isn’t it priceless?” I said.

“It is,” said Francesca.  “I never knew before that a road could be annoyed.”

“Even a road has its feelings.”

“Yes, perhaps it’s a short lane, and everybody tramples on it, and it turns at last.”

“So do borough engineers and surveyors, it seems.”

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