Punch (39.1860)

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

[November 10, 1860.


MR. PUNCH HAYING HEARD OF THE EXCELLENT QUALITIES OF THE EXMOOR PONIES, PROCURES A FEW

FOR THE LITTLE FOLKS !

AMERICAN POLISH FOR A PRINCE.

Olt> hoss, John Bull, take back your Prince
Prom our superior nation,

Where he has been, for some time since,
Completin’ education.

I calculate, though Wales is young,

He’s gathered many a wrinkle,

And, when you hear his polished tongue,
Expect your eyes will twinkle !

Yankee doodle, Ac.

Demeanour has its nateral laws
Which governs every motion.

How beautiful we smokes and chaws
You ’ll now acquire some notion.
As Wales our fashions will import,
In them there pints of breedin’,
And set a pattern to the Court
Which knows ’em but by readin’.
Yankee doodle, Ac.

The horizontal attitude.

With legs upon the table,
Outstretched at easy latitude,

And length considerate.

By Wales the nobles will be taught;

And people’s imitation
Of them, the custom, slick as thought,
Will spread throughout the nation.
Yankee doodle, Ac.

Lord Chestereield, old pigtailed beau,
Composed a book of letters,

To teach young fellers, no ways slow,

The manners of their betters.

They learn far better to behave
In this here land of Freedom,

Where none but Nigger is a slave,

Than boys in old Grandeedom.

Yankee doodle, Ac.

To liquor up in handsome style,
Instructing your great noodles,

He ’ll bid Newcastle make Argyll
And Beatjfort timberdoodles,

Mint juleps, which they learnt to brew
Beneath our starry banners,

And also Sherry Coblers, tu
Mend your old English Manners.
Yankee doodle, Ac.

New York in dancing goes ahead,
Some chalks, of Paris city.

If we ha’n’t shown him how to tread
A polka, ’tis a pity.

Deportment ’s larnt with dancing, so.
Now Wales can show his mother
On one hand how we shakes the toe,
And rests the heels on ’tother.
Yankee doodle, Ac.

HUILE ANTIQUE.

What odd animals are the Anointed! The instant a Continental
Sovereign, or a batch of his like, arrives in a place, no matter on what
high business of alliances, a people’s freedom, or such matter, Royalty
instantly rushes to the Theatre. The Prompter’s bell breaks up
conference, congress, council, and nothing must prevent Majesty, in
military uniform, from taking its place at the Show. Is it that Kings
have sympathy with speeches that are not in earnest, oaths that are
but sport, acting that is intended to delude ? Evil folks may say so.
But what is to be said for the Czar of Russia, who, on getting to
Warsaw, pulls up at the Theatre door, and is so delighted with a ballet
which he witnesses, that he insists on going again next night. Now
the main feature of this ballet, writes a Correspondent of the Daily
News, is “ a certain French dance, which I need not name.” In other

words, it is a dance which, if Jules and Celestine and Arthur and>
Lisette dare to attempt at the dancing gardens, a policeman walks off
the amiable quartette for offence against public propriety. _ And this is
the attraction which twice lured to the Theatre a Sovereign who had
left a dying mother, that he might come and ponder, with brother
Sovereigns, over the future of millions of his and their subjects. As
one King, corrected for bad Latin, nobly declared himself to be ;
“ above grammar,” it may be supposed that Czars and the like con-
sider themselves to be above Decorum. But the Oil seems getting
something rancid, and Lord John Russell may be right in intimating
that it may be well, sometimes, to clean out the Cruets.

When does “ Lovely Woman stoop to folly P ” When she stoops to
put on her Crinoline.