| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 1255 |
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(Cheers.) A few weeks ago when Mr 'Unter was laid up, many of them began to be afraid as they was going to lose 'im. He was sure that all the 'ands was glad to 'ave this hoppertunity of congratulating him on his recovery (Hear, hear) and of wishing him the best of 'ealth in the future and hoping as he would be spared to come to a good many more Beanos. Loud applause greeted the conclusion of Crass's remarks, and once more the meeting burst into song: For he's a jolly good fellow For he's a jolly good fellow. For he's a jolly good fellow, And so say all of us. So 'ip, 'ip, 'ip, 'ooray! So 'ip, 'ip, 'ip, 'ooray! |
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