TOO LATE.
By some misunderstanding a country clergyman was elected to a sporting club where night was turned into day. One day he came to London, went to the club, and retired fairly early. At 8 o clock the next morning he made his way into the coffee-room and saw sleepy servants clearing the tables. He was a little surpriseu, for he had not thought that clubmen breakfasted so early. A waiter came to him, and he ordered coffee and eggs and bacon. "Beg pardon, sir," the man said, respectfully, "but we don't serve suppers after
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Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 150, 29 June 1929, Page 20
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96TOO LATE. Evening Post, Volume CVII, Issue 150, 29 June 1929, Page 20
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