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Not longa»o Mr W. S. Gilbert was dining with somelf riends. The conversation turned on the fate of Jonah. " I guess," declared a fair Yankee, "I shouldn't care to spend three days in a whalo's-ahem!—society. "And what is a whale's society ?" inquired Swedish lady, whose knowledge of English was limited. A dead silence ensued. Gilbert was the first to recover himself. "It is madame, what we usually call a corporation!" Mr Gilbert put new wino into an p|d bottle, without disaster. The great secret of getting on in the world—a secret which few have learned—is to know when to speak, and especially when to keep still.

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Evening Star, Issue 7472, 16 March 1888, Page 3

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Untitled Evening Star, Issue 7472, 16 March 1888, Page 3

Untitled Evening Star, Issue 7472, 16 March 1888, Page 3