The editor mused in his cane-bottomed chair, ' ■, i, ■ • ' : When a man rushed in with an awful glare In his eyes, and Avild, upstanding hair. He seized the man of pens by the throat And shook him three parts- out of his coat, :. .• Observing, politely, ' You old he-goat, I can but a moment remain. ■ So gather together your much-muddled brain Arid listen intently to me. I fain Would knoAV why the la grippe scare, ; With its fine old colds so rich and so rare And the racking pains which it makes us bear, : Is as like, as one pea is to another, To a scene in the House when with infinite bother Bells ring, whips fly, and tellers get into a pother. I mean a division !' . . The editor says he'll be hanged if he knows. The intruder replies as he inks t'other's clothes: 'Why, sometimes the "Eyes" have it, sometimes the "Nose !'" (Exchange Paper).
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La Grippe., Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2406, 21 April 1890
La Grippe. Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2406, 21 April 1890
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