Punch (82.1882)

February 18, 1882.]

PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARL

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ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT.

EXTRACTED FROM

THE DIAEY OF TOBY, M.P.

Governess Gladcly Blarneystone (to Master Paddy, who is still crying for the Moon). “ Come and tell its Gladdy qtjietly then !
and, if he can’t haye it all, his Gladdy will see if she can giye him a little bit of it ! ”

I Ttjesday, February 7.—TMs is onr opening day, and the way in
which the merry, merry men nprose-ye-then was quite snrprising.
(Crowd ontside, crowd inside, crowd everywhere. Rnsh for seats
and standing-room. Everyone striving to be first. Grenial snrprise
io Randolph and his merry men when, having got np very early in
the morning, and swallowed a hasty breakfast, they discovered that
Someone had heen there before them.

“ Sure to be a Scotchman,” Randolph growled.

“Probably sitting for an Irish Constituency,” Drummond re<-
marked, gloomily adjnsting his spectacles.

So it was. The Macfarlane, having provided himself with an oat-
meal cake and a noggin’ o’ whiskey, borrowed the dailypapers from
a friend, and making them into a sort of blanket, covered himself up
therewith, and camped ont all night in Palace-Yard. As soon as