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"Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, August 8, 1917"

The best chooses me."--R.T.
Very true. I never chose the Deity. He chose Me.--W.
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"Through the sadness of all things I hear the crooning of the Eternal
Mother."--R.T.
Sometimes, too, I hear the groaning of the Unforgettable
Grandfather.--W.
* * * * *
"Life has become richer by the love that has been lost."--R.T.
I wish I could feel this about America.--W.
* * * * *
"'Who draws me forward like fate?' 'The Myself striding on my
back.'"--R.T.
That cannot be right. I always said I didn't want this War.--W.
* * * * *
"Wrong cannot afford defeat, but Right can."--R.T.
"This ought to console poor old HINDENBURG."--W.
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"Listen, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes
love to you."--R.T.
I must pass this on to TIRPITZ.--W.
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"We come nearest to the great when we are great in humility.


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