78 PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. [August 19, 1876.
PATENT FIRST-CLASS COSTUME FOR THE COLLISION SEASON.
Traveller. "Yes, it's decidedly "Warm, but there's a feeling of Security about it I rather like." {Yawns.) " Any Chance
of a Smash to-Day ! ? " [Drops off to Sleep!
CONFESSION IN COURT.
"We 're a Protestant Public. Of all " Romish errors "
The one in our eyes most invested with terrors,
The one we hate worst, as a " Papal aggression "
On freedom and manhood, we know is Confession ;
Sacramental Confession, full true and particular,
Of sins, faults, and failings—Confession Auricular,
When privily whispered in church through a hole
In a box to a Priest for relief of the soul:
Under seal, which by sacrilege heinous is broken
If a word's e'er disclosed by the Penitent spoken.
Still we Britons this practice abhor and detest,
As a yoke laid on slaves by vile Papal behest;
A yoke of degraded and abject submission
Fit for victims and dupes of a low superstition.
Give us no such impostors as Father Confessors,
To pump their lives' secrets from sinful transgressors !
We '11 have no priestly duffer pry into our lives !
He shall ne'er cross-examine our daughters and wives,
To our shame and disgrace, and their contamination,
Corruption, debasement, demoralisation!
No Pop'ry, from victims avowals to draw !
No Confession but what is exacted by law!
No Confessors but Counsel; Confessional none
Save the "Witness-box only—and public that one !
No scruple, no shrinking, in examination,
From questions enforcing self-humiliation,
And extorting replies with as much repetition,
As may please the familiars of Our Inquisition.
No restriction on wringing out requisite truth,
Neither pertinence, relevance, feeling, nor ruth.
Confessions for Penitent's whisper unmeet,
Let Witnesses make to be hawked in the street.
For a British and Protestant People are we ;
And the land that we live in's the Home of the Free.
Britannia for ever is Oueen of the "Waves, '
And the Jesuits ne'er shall make Britons their slaves.
SAUSAGE MAKERS AND SAUSAGE MILLS.
On the Bank Holiday, Monday last week, the brightness of the
sky was as remarkable as the dulness of the papers, only enlivened by
the subjoined police case ; and the interest of that is melancholy :—
" At Brentford, James Peek, a pork butcher and sausage maker in an
extensive way of business at Brentford, was charged on a warrant with
having on his premises, for the purpose of manufacture into human food,
upwards of.a quarter of a ton of putiid meat. Mr. Woodbridoe prosecuted
for the Brentford Local Board. Mr. G. W. Lay (Lay and Scott) defended.
The defendant was sentenced to three months' hard labour."
A pork butcher and sausage maker in an extensive way of business
must command the sympathy of all who respect respectability.
Another good man gone wrong! It is awful to imagine a most well-to-
do shopkeeper employed in picking oakum or sinking under the toil-
some effort of climbing the treadmill. Sadder still is the fact
that a tradesman so respectable as one late in business at Brent-
ford on a scale amounting to extensive, should have had so little
self-respect as to incur the correction of a common rogue. But the
saddest thought of all is, that of the extent to which sausages in
the extensive business of this Brentford sausage maker have been
probably composed of putrid meat, and the quantity of measly and
otherwise diseased pork with which it may be feared, this pork
butcher of Brentford has been supplying the Brentford, and, perhaps,
even the British Public. Let us hope that his example will operate
as a warning to the generality of pork butchers and sausage makers,
whether their way of business be extensive or restricted. Or else,
some of them likewise may be condemned to the treadmill, and
retributively utilised in grinding wholesome sausage meat.
Street, in the Precinct of
Lorane Road, tj.jlloway, in the Parish of St Mary. Islinson.in the Cctin'y of Middlesex, at the Printing Offices of Messrs Bradbury, Asnm, « Co.. l irnbftrd
Whitefriits, in the City of London, and published by him at No, 85, F*eet Street, in the Parish of St. Bride, City of London.—8\tu»da.t , Augu3t 1!>, 1876.
PATENT FIRST-CLASS COSTUME FOR THE COLLISION SEASON.
Traveller. "Yes, it's decidedly "Warm, but there's a feeling of Security about it I rather like." {Yawns.) " Any Chance
of a Smash to-Day ! ? " [Drops off to Sleep!
CONFESSION IN COURT.
"We 're a Protestant Public. Of all " Romish errors "
The one in our eyes most invested with terrors,
The one we hate worst, as a " Papal aggression "
On freedom and manhood, we know is Confession ;
Sacramental Confession, full true and particular,
Of sins, faults, and failings—Confession Auricular,
When privily whispered in church through a hole
In a box to a Priest for relief of the soul:
Under seal, which by sacrilege heinous is broken
If a word's e'er disclosed by the Penitent spoken.
Still we Britons this practice abhor and detest,
As a yoke laid on slaves by vile Papal behest;
A yoke of degraded and abject submission
Fit for victims and dupes of a low superstition.
Give us no such impostors as Father Confessors,
To pump their lives' secrets from sinful transgressors !
We '11 have no priestly duffer pry into our lives !
He shall ne'er cross-examine our daughters and wives,
To our shame and disgrace, and their contamination,
Corruption, debasement, demoralisation!
No Pop'ry, from victims avowals to draw !
No Confession but what is exacted by law!
No Confessors but Counsel; Confessional none
Save the "Witness-box only—and public that one !
No scruple, no shrinking, in examination,
From questions enforcing self-humiliation,
And extorting replies with as much repetition,
As may please the familiars of Our Inquisition.
No restriction on wringing out requisite truth,
Neither pertinence, relevance, feeling, nor ruth.
Confessions for Penitent's whisper unmeet,
Let Witnesses make to be hawked in the street.
For a British and Protestant People are we ;
And the land that we live in's the Home of the Free.
Britannia for ever is Oueen of the "Waves, '
And the Jesuits ne'er shall make Britons their slaves.
SAUSAGE MAKERS AND SAUSAGE MILLS.
On the Bank Holiday, Monday last week, the brightness of the
sky was as remarkable as the dulness of the papers, only enlivened by
the subjoined police case ; and the interest of that is melancholy :—
" At Brentford, James Peek, a pork butcher and sausage maker in an
extensive way of business at Brentford, was charged on a warrant with
having on his premises, for the purpose of manufacture into human food,
upwards of.a quarter of a ton of putiid meat. Mr. Woodbridoe prosecuted
for the Brentford Local Board. Mr. G. W. Lay (Lay and Scott) defended.
The defendant was sentenced to three months' hard labour."
A pork butcher and sausage maker in an extensive way of business
must command the sympathy of all who respect respectability.
Another good man gone wrong! It is awful to imagine a most well-to-
do shopkeeper employed in picking oakum or sinking under the toil-
some effort of climbing the treadmill. Sadder still is the fact
that a tradesman so respectable as one late in business at Brent-
ford on a scale amounting to extensive, should have had so little
self-respect as to incur the correction of a common rogue. But the
saddest thought of all is, that of the extent to which sausages in
the extensive business of this Brentford sausage maker have been
probably composed of putrid meat, and the quantity of measly and
otherwise diseased pork with which it may be feared, this pork
butcher of Brentford has been supplying the Brentford, and, perhaps,
even the British Public. Let us hope that his example will operate
as a warning to the generality of pork butchers and sausage makers,
whether their way of business be extensive or restricted. Or else,
some of them likewise may be condemned to the treadmill, and
retributively utilised in grinding wholesome sausage meat.
Street, in the Precinct of
Lorane Road, tj.jlloway, in the Parish of St Mary. Islinson.in the Cctin'y of Middlesex, at the Printing Offices of Messrs Bradbury, Asnm, « Co.. l irnbftrd
Whitefriits, in the City of London, and published by him at No, 85, F*eet Street, in the Parish of St. Bride, City of London.—8\tu»da.t , Augu3t 1!>, 1876.
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Patent first-class costume for the collision season
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Bildunterschrift: Traveller. "Yes, it's decidedly warm, but there's a feeling of security about it I rather like." (Yawns.) "Any chance of a smash to-day!?" [Drops off to Sleep!
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