POSTSCRIPTS

Evening Post, Volume CXXXVI, Issue 5, 6 July 1943, Page 4

POSTSCRIPTS

Chronicle and Comment

BY PERCY fLACB

Mussolini: "I reject absolutely ■my responsibility for the war." Well, why be Hitler's batman? * ■ • . * ■■■■■. " : Do you know ttiat England's railways, including London p^sP° rV employ 640,000 people, including more than 82,000 women? &c. . ♦ Dr. Ley, head of the Nazi Jf*o\xr Front: We ask only one thing of fate, take any one of us . . but preserve Adolf Hitler. In a bottle of spirits? ■• . ■■- •'■■ .- *: CONTAMINATION. Note from 'Col. 8 Pan" (abridged):--The Folashas, a Hamatic people of Abyssinia, are forbidden by their own laws to enter the house of a Christian. . , . Furthermore, no one is admitted into th«>ir monastic system who has eaten a meal with a Christian, or who is the son or the grandson of a man thus contaminated. EYES HAVE IT. . Eddie Cantor went to the doctor for an examination. The doctor looked him over carefully, then suddenly cried excitedly: "I've got it! I've got it!" "Got what, doctor?" asked the comedian. . . "I know why your eyes bulge. I can cure you!" "Not so fast," exclaimed Cantor, reaching for the door knob. "I'm not §aying you to take away my livelihood, 'ou cure my eyes and I'll suffer from malnutrition." .«■ ♦■'..' ■»*■..... LOOKING FORWARD. Someone.at the Allied Headquarters in Algiers has a mordant wit, writes G.P. A spoof communique was recently found pinned to a notice board there. It was dated January 27, 1945, and began: "Berlin. General Goering was today appointed head of the New German Government by the Allied High Command. A spokesman of the Command said later: *I know nothing of General Goering's past. He has fulfilled every obligation which he has undertaken to us." . ' "Rome: Signor Farinacce, when made Prime Minister today, said: 'There is no need to • arrest the Fascist leaders; the party has been dissolved.'" * « # THE JOKE. Now, listen to me, for this is the pith Of something once stated by one Sydney Smith. A surgical operation, he said, Was required for a joke to get into the head • Of a full-blooded Scotsman, and this as you know, To the pride of the Scot was a horrible blow. Still, "Here's tae us a', an' wha,'s like us," he'd say, Tho' nobody else would think the same way. Some Scotsmen still dream they're the ♦ salt of the earth, That no other race dare boast of its birth. The Dutchman, the Czech, the Pole, and the Swede To them count as nothing but mere donkey's feed. These Scots, as you see, "hae a bonnie conceit," No wonder their heads are so far from their feet It wouldn't surprise me if this were the "joke" Of which our good friend—dear Mr. Smith—spoke! CROWBAR. * -::- * INFORMATION. R.H.N.: One of our Postscripters rang up last evening to say that she had a copy of the verse, one line of which reads: ■■■.•■■■*. . If you want to get to Morrow You should have gone today. . . . Our kindly friend, who has helped us more than once, says that the poem is of considerable length, and if R.H.N. - telephones 41-779, he will be able to get in touch with her. Our friend adds that though the author of the verse is said to be anonymous, the work, is that" of an American.