Monday, December 24, 2018

Daily Dose

From A Literary Christmas: An Anthology, from The British Library


"'Wassail, you chaps!' he shouted.
'Wassail, old sport! the shouted back; 'we'd jolly well well drink y'r health, only we've nothing to drink it in.'
'Come and wassail inside,' said Bertie hospitably; 'I'm all alone, and there's heaps of "wet."'"

From Bertie's Christmas Eve, by Saki

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