Punch (96.1889)

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

[January 26, 1889.

MR. PUNCH'S NOTES—IN CORRECT TIME.

To Mr. Phelps.

Despite the stupid “ Incident” and “Fisheries,”
With which you ’d naught to do,

You now retire with John Bull’s best wisheries,
And Mr. Punch’s too.

Wanted.—A new St. Patrick at Berlin, to clear that Term in -
infested City of the “ Reptile Press.”

Mr. Punch’s Adyice to John Bull, Asleep in Egypt.—
Move on!

Mudeord, Awake !—Druriolanus, like the Bear at the Zoo-
logical Gardens, when, attracted by a bun, he has climbed as far
as he can, was at the top of the poll in the Strand. Good. He is
victorious over the Board of Dirty Works. Now, then, let him
take a good Broom and Muck-rake, and turn his attention to the
condition of Mud Salad Market, whose condition is just as bad as
ever it was. ____

Latest Order eroh the N.R.A.—“ Wimbledon to the front!—
Countermarch !—As you were ! ”

From the North Pole.—Nitrate, First-rate.