Punch: Punch (75.1878)

UNDER THE CENSOR'S STAMP;

Ok, how the Bear's Paw comes down ok Punch in St. Petersburg. And yet the Jingoes call him "Russophil" !

slimy, grotesque creatures, familiar to the pencils of Doyle and

FRIENDS AT A DISTANCE. Cruikshank. -all the

Being the brief Record of a feio Winter-seasonable Visits to certain B^vsZf^t^jSo^i\ aTiSwTto ^ne^'apping.tlieml

Lountry Houses. | se\Yes upj and hiding, themselves away in corners out of sight of

Visit the First.—Chapter II. j one another, as though each having committed some great crime,

ti,„ rK<.^\.u,\i„ t^.^„, 1? „ ht' * ~t? t, t-ii ; were escaping from justice, or, perhaps, the deed of darkness being

Theduptntmg Jou n^-Fo^ stm mdo^e,each sombre passenger is bound for some lonely spot

%2-5lt^fr^' / ™ the Fens, where the punctual Sctim will be met by appointment,

ntYZTI^LvZf^-i P T^ KTUr^rign! °fLlfe Oh for the Electric Light all over the Essex Marshes, right away
- Open Locks-The Reception-Presentvnents-Regrets. \ d(wn to ^ riyeri to sea* ^ ghos^ the gobUns> and the murderous

Drizzly, damp, and dirty at Fenchurch Street Station. All along prowlers of the night! Wake up, Mr. Edison, and start land light-
the line, misty, murky, and vapoury—such a vapour as ghosts might j houses, here, to begin with. Hang the expense !—do it, Sir ! Ruin
be made of—the ghosts of victims lost hopelessly in the fens. The yourself, and receive the gratitude of thousands of poor trembling
gaslights struggling for life—gasping and shivering. If I could belated travellers.

peer into the life of the fog, I am sure I should see Jack-o'-lanterns J Bursted Mills Station! More like an outlying shed for homeless
and unwholesome goblins dancing with frogs, toads, and other such ! cattle in the midst of the Great Dismal Swamp. A shivering porter,