Punch (80.1881)

June 18, 1881.]

PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

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FISH ALL ALIVE OH! SEVEN FARTHINGS A POUND!"

That would be something like news for poor Londoners ! bat un-
fortunately London has a magnificent Fish Market, erected lately at
a cost of £270,000, at a place in the very heart of the City, called

be fairly called a staggerer, produced such an effect, combined aa it
was with other statements as to the astonishing and almost increctiole
scenes of muddle and confusion to be witnessed daily in tbat locality,

Billingsgate, perhaps, all things considered, the worst possible place I that the aroused Common Councilmen at once took the Bull by the
that could be now selected for such a purpose. ! horns, or rather perhaps one should say, the Codfish by his head and

But from a letter read by Mr. Bedford at the Court of Common f shoulders, and referred the whole matter to a new and independent
Council on Thursday, it appears that at Farningham in Kent, where j Committee, independent, that is to say, of Salesmen whose interests
fortunately there is no Billingsgate Market, the " Little Boys " at are in direct antagonism to those of the Public, and of loud-tongued

their admirable " Home " there, are supplied weekly with beautiful
fresh fish from Grimsby, at an all-round price of seven farthings per
pound, including carriage by passenger-train!
This letter, which, in the classical language of Billingsgate, may

Patriots who may possibly have pecuniary interests in the locality
in question.

Mr, Punch bestows his cordial approval on this wise step, and
wishes every success to the new Committee in their Augean labours.

From an iEsthetic Correspondent.
Dear Me. Punch,

What about those people who say that the endeavours to
implant a love of the " Intense " in the breasts of the humbler beings
in this land will be wasted ? How utterly wrong are these Philis-
tines ! Why, only the other day, while gazing on a lily in a glass
of water at a wayside hostel, I heard a couple of men, of the coster-

monger class, call for " Two-Twos" of some sweet spirit. The
landlord informed me afterwards that formerly (before the existence
of the Kyrle Society, of course), these same individuals always used
to ask for a " quartern." Yours diaphonously, (Jwendoline.

"Old English Fair!" No, Sir, we prefer a Young English
Fair. Real " Old Englyshe Fayre " is Beef and Plum-pudding.