Punch (9.1845)

212 PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

Gardens ; a line that will be of immense value to the London nursery-
maids and their little Cockney charges. The contemplated procession
on the opening of the Railway Parliament having been, however,

made the subject of a series of frescoes by Punch's artist, it is hardly
necessary to describe it in letter-press, for the lead of the limner—
aided by the graver of the hewers of wood—will convey more to the eye

of the public, than the sharpest pen and the blackest ink in the uni-
verse. The procession will open with Punch in person, and his dog
Toby in character, who will have at his tail the Speaker, mounted

on his engine of state, drawn by a hundred of jet-black coals, and
followed by enthusiastic crowds. After them will come a stoker
playing favourite airs on a steam cornet-a-piston. lie will be followed

by a policeman bearing the flag of the red signal, who will be imme-
diately succeeded by members of the Railway Raw Lobstery, carrying
the banners of precaution reversed, or folded up out of sight, as often

happens when they ought to be used for the prevention of accident.
Next will follow a few engineers, having tough work to manage
their tenders; and these will be succeeded by "gentlemen of the

bar," engaged as standing counsel, and dancing the celebrated pas de I will be closed by officers of state and others, each riding on a splen-
refresher, preceded by a director distributing scrip to the vulgar j didly-caparisoned locomotive, requiring the greatest skill to curb its
herd of desperate stajjs who are running before him ; the procession j exuberance of power and retain their position.