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    Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, April 30, 1892
    Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, April 30, 1892
    Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, April 30, 1892
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    Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, April 30, 1892

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      Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 102, April 30, 1892 - Various Various

      The Project Gutenberg eBook, Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 102, April 30, 1892, by Various, Edited by F. C. Burnand

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      Title: Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 102, April 30, 1892

      Author: Various

      Release Date: December 31, 2004 [eBook #14544]

      Language: English

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      ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI, VOL. 102, APRIL 30, 1892***

      E-text prepared by Malcolm Farmer, William Flis,

      and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team

      PUNCH,

      OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

      Vol. 102.

      April 30, 1892.

      MR. PUNCH'S HEBRIDEAN SALMON-FLY BOOK.

      STRANGE ADVENTURES OF A PEN-HOLDER.

      (By Wullie White, Author of They Taught Her to Death A Pauper in Tulle, My Cloudy Glare, Green Pasterns in Picalilli, Ran Fast to Royston, &c., &c., &c.)

      [I now send you, writes this popular and delightful Author, the latest of the Novels in which I mingle delicate sentiment with Hebridean or Highland scenery, and bring the wisdom of a Londoner to bear directly upon the unsophisticated innocence of a kilt-wearing population. I am now republishing my books in a series. I'll take short odds about my salmon-flies as compared with anyone else's, and am prepared to back my sunsets and cloud-effects against the world. No takers. I thought not. Here goes!]

      CHAPTER I.

      I held it in my right hand, toying with it curiously, and not without pleasure. It was merely a long, wooden pen-holder, inky and inert to an unappreciative eye, but to me it was a bright magician, skilled in the painting of glowing pictures, a traveller in many climes, a tried and trusted friend, who had led me safely through many strange adventures and much uncouth dialect. Old friend, I said, addressing it kindly, shall you and I set out together on another journey? We have seen many countries, and the faces of many men, and yet, though we are advancing in years, the time has not yet come for me to lay you down, as having no need of you. What say you—shall we start once more? I hear a confused sound as of men who murmur together, and say, We have supped full of horrors, and have waded chin-deep in Zulu blood; we have followed the Clergy of the Established Church into the recesses of terrible crimes, and have endured them as they bared their too sensitive consciences to our gaze. We pine for simpler, and more wholesome pleasures. Now, I continued, if only Queen TITA and the rest will help us, I think we can do something to satisfy this clamour. For all answer, my pen-holder nestled lovingly in my hand. I placed my patent sunset-nib in its mouth, waved it twice, dipped it once, and began.

      CHAPTER II.

      The weary day was at length sinking peacefully to rest behind the distant hills. The packed and tumbled clouds lay heavily towards the West, where a gaunt jagged tower of rock rose sheer into the sky. And lo! suddenly a broad shaft of blood-red light shot through the brooding cumulus and rested gorgeously upon the landscape. On each side of this a thin silvery veil of mist crept slowly up and hung in impalpable folds. The Atlantic sand stretching away to the North shone with the effulgence of burnished copper. And now brilliant flickers of coloured light, saffron, purple, green and rose danced over

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