ONE BETTER.
'Twas in the commercial room at an inn, and, as, usual, the "gentlemen of the road" were boasting one against the other. Presently they got round to the subject of singing. "Ah, now!" said one, "talking of singing reminds, me of my early
triumphs on the concert stage. I had a voice then, and could always move an-audience. I mind the time when I sang 'Rocked in the Cradle of the Deep' in so realistic a manner that several of my audience were attacked with sea-sickness." . "Bah!" said Boaster No. 2. "That's nothing. Why, I once sang 'The Last Post' with such fervour that several of my absent-minded friends, seated in front, started licking their programmes, and then rushed out to catch "it." And then silence reigned.
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Marlborough Express, Volume XLIV, Issue 221, 24 September 1910, Page 6
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129ONE BETTER. Marlborough Express, Volume XLIV, Issue 221, 24 September 1910, Page 6
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