Having perused well the chronicle of the week, the Vigilant Patriot views with alarm:
Pink pills of platitude. (P. 13.) Heavy Huxley. (P. 14.)
A warrier, armed and tense, snarling. (P. 16.)
An influx of female Ma-politicians. (P. 5.)
A smokey, gas-filled hell. (P. 10.)
Lovelorn lads and lassies of all ages. (P. 30.)
The terrible hand of Emir Faisal Ibn Abdul-Aziz Ibn Saud. (P. 10.)
A rollicking Prince of Wales. (P. 30.)
Several angry Laborites, shaking their fists. (P. 8.)
The first broken neck. (P. 28.)
A bold-faced “plutogog” who employs ungentlemanly language. (P. 3.)
A penchant for catching a coat by the tails and ripping it. (P. 30.)
Maidens . . . dancing, prancing. (P. 19.)
“Pooh”—:from John Bull. “Blah” —from Uncle Sam. (P. 7.)
A disagreeable odor. (P. 28.)
The ratio between a father’s dollars and his offspring’s brains. (P. 18.)
A turbulent tale of chorus girls and stolen jewelry. (P. 15.)
Noisy, showy Tuchuns. (P. 12.)
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