Chronicle and Comment

Evening Post, Volume CXXXVIII, Issue 11, 13 July 1944, Page 4

Chronicle and Comment

BY PERCY FLAGB

X.Y.Z.: Favourite Canadian relish* Caen pepper! * * * Russia will be too busy after the war to seek to spread Communism over ac rest of Europe. * '■ * Husbands in Court: I have to be an alpine climber to get over the mountains my wife makes out ox molehills. * # * QUEEN CHOPS WOOD. - Queen Mary chops down small trees every day, wet or fine. She is in the best of health and enjoys the self-imposed task of clearing he undergrowth around her wartime home in the country. *;* . * THE OLD MAN'S NEPHEW. , He was an old man, but he didn't think he was too old when he turned up at a U.S. army airfield in Arizona . and applied for civilian work. He was Luther Stover (73). They decided to interview him, and asked him if he had any relatives in military service. . "Yes," he said. "A son, perhaps?" "No, a nephew." ' "His name and rank, please. "Dwight Eisenhower, general.' * .# "*•■.. FIGURES AND BEER. Dear Percy Flage,—On my usual lunch-hour tour through the city for "things the shopkeepers have only just sold the last one- of," I chanced, as usual, to look up at the Post Office clock over the main entrance to the' General Post Office. Have you ever noticed those beautiful figures up there? Do go and take a look. The centre two hold in their hands one a train, the other a ship. On either side stand two other noble figures— the one holding and delivering a letter, while on the other side is the scribe, with his quill, and a bottle of beer on his writing desk! This, Flage, is quite true, on July 11, 1944. ' T. MALVYN. * * * MAME McCLANCY. When nice ole Peter comes 'ome, dear, Won't it be grate to see 'im 'ere, Lookin' as 'appy as a king, Who's been 'n' gorn an' 'ad a fling, An' turned up jes' to say 'c's 'ome After the, time 'c 'ad in Rome, When lookin' up the solger boys, Though none uv them lads got not toy». I'll bet 'ed pat them on the back, Hopin' the Germans soon would crack, An' so with 'Itler. By the way, 'E's got another girl they say. I'll bet when that rat 'as a spell An' runs to see 'er 'ot-as-'ell 'E'U cry 'n' 'ang a round 'er neck .... Do you like quids an' p'raps a check?! «• * '-•.'. THE ANSWER. Dear Percy Flage,—Many thanks for inserting my inquiry re "Pop goes the Weasel." I have just received the answer from a kind lady over the 'phone. "Weasel" is the name given to a tailor's iron. When the tailor became hard up, he went to the pawnbroker's with his weasel and popped '■' it, and later celebrated in some pub, in this case the "Eagle." I thought., this might interest your readers. All success to your column.—Yours sincerely, ■ ! ROSINA BLIGH. Other 'Scripters have sent in their story of this old-time song. Thanks, everybody.