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OUR VOLUNTARY ARMY.
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OUR INSPECTION.

Lieutenant-Colonel. "Hullo! Confound it! There's a Man blowing his Nose—and with a Pocket-Handkerchief, too! Tut-t-t-t-t!"

A LITTLE BRUTE.

First Boy. "That's a 'Ansom-cab Horse, that is!"

Second Boy. "What, 'im?"

First Boy. "Ah, 'cause he lives in our Mews; cost a lot o' Money, he did—Ten Soverigns! 'cause my Father knows the Man as drives—" [Further revelations drowned by thundering word of command from Adjutant, who whells off in disgust.

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