WELLS," says the _Times_ Correspondent, "has made
250,000 francs" (up to now), and "last year he made L20,000." Talk of the
waters at various drinking or health-resorts abroad, why, their fame is as
nothing compared with the unprecedented success of the WELLS of Monte
Carlo. How the other chaps who lose must be like LEECH'S old gent "a
cussin' and a swearin' like hanythink." So the two extremes at Monte Carlo
may be expressed by the name of a well-known shopkeeping London firm,
i.e., SWEARS AND WELLS.
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[Illustration: ON TOUR. MR. PUNCH AT THE POTTERIES.]
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NOTHING LIKE LABOR.
(_A Pleasant Prospect suggested by the evidence taken before the Royal
Commission_.)
And so the Un-employed rose from the ditch in which he had passed the
night, and made for the town. It was early morning, and he thought he could
possibly get something to do at the baker's.
"Want to work?" cried the foreman. "Why, my good fellow, it is all over for
the next two days. The trade only allows four hours, so we begin at eight
on one night, and carry it on until four on the following morning. People
get their loaves a little stale, but old bread is said to be good for the
digestion!"
So the Unemployed went on until he came to a half-built house.
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