The colonel drained his third glass of neat brandy and, ordered another. "I say, old man," said his friend, "all these brandies—haven't you got some regard for the lining of your stomach?" "The lining of my stomach?" replied the' seasoned warrior. "My dear boy ; for the past 20 years I've been working on the lining of my waistcoat!"
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Evening Star, Issue 25701, 26 January 1946, Page 12
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