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WHERE IS THE CENSOR?
"A woman has been fined L10 for chipping lyddite out of a shell which
had been over-filled by means of a screwdriver."--_Evening Paper._
We protest against our newspapers being allowed to inform the enemy in this
way of our methods of filling shells.
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[Illustration: A DEAD FROST.
PRESIDENT PYGMALION WILSON. "THE DURNED THING WON'T COME TO LIFE!"]
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[Illustration: "I SAY, SOMEONE'S STOLEN MY CAR!"
"DEAR ME! IT WAS A NEW ONE, WASN'T IT?"
"YES. BUT I DON'T MIND THE CAR; THERE WAS A TIN OF PETROL IN THE BACK."]
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OUR NEW ARMY OF WOMEN.
_From Adjutant to O.C. A Company._
Your return of trained Bombers not yet to hand. Please expedite.
(Did you see O.C. B Company's hat at church parade last Sunday? Isn't it
positively the outside edge?)
ELIZABETH TUDOR JONES,
_Mrs. and Adjutant._
_Second-Lieut. Darling to Adjutant._
I should be obliged if I could have leave from next Tuesday, as otherwise I
shall not be able to attend the sales, and my Sam Browne is quite the
dowdiest in tho whole battalion.
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