BROKE. EXPLANATION.

War Wit, Volume 1, Issue 7, 1 August 1941, Page 1

BROKE.

EXPLANATION.

“Rab,” hard case from back o’ Bourke, paraded before the doctor. “I want your advice, Doctor,” he said. ‘'Twenty years ago, last May I swallowed a sovereign when I was drinking at the bush pub.” “But why have you waited all these years, my man?” the doctor remarked. “Why didn’t you go to the doctor in Bourke immediately afterwards?”! “To be quite candid, Doctor,” Rab said quietly, “I didn’t need the cash at that time.” - , *** • x • I

“Do you know what is meant by the term ‘author’s salad days’?”• Literary course. Yes, it’s that stage of his career when he is a little green and becomes , cut-up and cress-fallen at the dressing-down contained in the vinegary lettuce he gets from that hard-boiled egg, the editor. In short, it’s when his celery is at its lowest, and he doesn’t know his onions. ■■ ’ / ' ** ✓ *