BERMUDA: Plucking the Goose

Oh, Mr. Trimingham! Oh, Mr. Trimingham! These Americans have made me mighty sore.

We've done everything we know To relieve them of their dough, But the blighters seem to still have plenty more!

The bittersweet words of Mr. Trimingham and Mr. Trott, a jingle attributed to a U.S. Navyman on duty in expensive Bermuda in World War II (and sung to the tune of Mr. Gallagher and Mr. Shean), were being cheerfully chorused in Bermudian cabarets almost every night last week. In a crowded paradise almost 90% dependent on the money which tourists bring in, merchants and hotelkeepers were collecting their...

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