DOI issue:
January to June, 1844
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16519#0096
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
99
They ask where are our children ? Where is France ? Europe no
longer glitters with the shine of its triumphant bayonets—echoes no
more with the shouts of its victorious cannon. Who could reply to
such a question, save with a blush ?—And does a blush become the
cheeks of Frenchmen ?
"'No. Let us wipe from our faces that degrading mark of shame.
Come, as of old, and rally round my eagles ! You have been subject
to fiddling prudence long enough. Come, worship now at the shrine
of Glory ! You have been promised liberty, but you have had none.
I will endow you with the true, the real freedom. When your ances-
tors burst over the Alps, were they not free ? Yes : free to conquer.
Let us imitate the example of those indomitable myriads ; and,
flinging a defiance to Europe, once more trample over her ; march
in triumph into her prostrate capitals, and bring her kings with her
treasures at our feet. This is the liberty worthy of Frenchmen.
"'Frenchmen ! I promise you that the Rhine shall be restored to
you ; and that England shall rank no more among the nations. I
will have a marine that shall drive her ships from the seas ; a few of
my brave regiments will do the rest. Henceforth, the traveller in
that desert island shall ask, 'Was it this wretched corner of the
world that for a thousand years defied Frenchmen ?'
"'Frenchmen, up and rally!—I have flung my banner to the
breezes ; 'tis surrounded by the faithful and the brave :—up, and let
our motto be, Liberty, Equality, War all over the World !
'Napoleox III.'
ctc The Marshal of the Empire, Haricot.' "
"Such is the Proclamation ! such the hopes that a brutal-minded
and bloody adventurer holds out to our country. 'War all over
the world,' is the cry of the savage demon ; and the fiends who have
rallied round him, echo it in concert. We were not, it appears,
correct in stating that a corporal's guard had been sufficient to seize
upon the marauder, when the first fire would have served to con-
clude his miserable life. But, like a hideous disease, the contagion
lias spread ; the remedy must be dreadful. Wo to those on whom
it will fall!
" His Royal Highness the Prince of Joinville, Admiral of France,
has hastened, as we before stated, to the disturbed districts, and
takes with him his camlerie de la marine. It is hard to think that the
blades of those chivalrous heroes must be buried in the bosoms of
Frenchmen : but so be it : it is those monsters who have asked for
blood : not we. It is those ruffians who have begun to quarrel :
not we. We remain calm and hopeful, reposing under the protection
of the dearest and best of sovereigns.
" The wretched Pretender, who called himself Duke of Brittany, has
been seized, according to our prophecy : he was brought before the
Prefect of Police yesterday, and his insanity being proved beyond a
-doubt, he has been consigned to a strait-waistcoat at Cliarenton. So
may all incendiary enemies of our Government be overcome !
" His Royal Highness the Duke of Nemours is gone into the depart-
ment of the Loire, where he will speedily put an end to the troubles
in the disturbed districts of the Bocage and La Vendee. The foolish
young Prince, who has there raised his standard, is followed, we
hear, by a small number of wretched persons, of whose massacre we
expect every moment to receive the news. He too has issued his
proclamation, and our readers will smile at its contents :
" ' We, Henry, Fifth of the Name, King of France and Navarre,
to all whom it may concern, greeting :
" ' After years of exile we have once more unfurled in France
the banner of the lilies. Once more the white plume of Henri IV.
floats in the crest of his little son ! (petit fds). Gallant nobles !
■worthy burgesses ! honest commons of my realm, I call upon you to
Tally round the oriflamme of France, and summon the ban and arriere-
>ban of my kingdoms. To my faithful Bretons I need no appeal. The
country of Duguesclin has loyalty for an heir-loom ! To the rest of
my subjects, my atheist misguided subjects, their father makes one
last appeal. Come to me, my children ! your errors shall be for-
given. Our holy Father, the Pope, shall intercede for you. He
promised it when, before my departure on this expedition, I kissed
his inviolable toe !
" ' Our afflicted country cries aloud for reforms. The infamous
universities shall be abolished. Education shall no longer be per-
mitted. A sacred and wholesome inquisition shall be established.
My faithful nobles shall pay no more taxes. All the venerable insti-
tutions of our country shall be restored as they existed before 1788.
Convents and monasteries again shall ornament our country,—the
calm nurseries of saints and holy women ! Heresy shall be extirpated
with paternal severity, and our country shall be free once more.
" ' His Majesty the King of Ireland, my august allyr, has sent, under
the command of His Royal Highness Prince Daniel, his Majesty's
youngest son, an irresistible Irish Brigade, to co-operate in the
good work. His Grace the Lion of Judah, the canonised patriarch
of Tuam, blessed their green banner before theyr set forth. Hence-
forth may the lilies and the harp be ever twined together. Together
we will make a crusade against the infidels of Albion, and raze their
heretic domes to the ground. Let our cry be Vive France! down
with England ! Montjoie St. Denis !
" ' By the King.
" ' The Secretary of State and
Grand Inquisitor . . La Roue.
The Marshal of France . Pompadour de l'Aile de Ptgeon.
The General Commander-in-
Chief of the Irish Brigade
in the service of his Most
Christian Majesty . Daniel, Prince of Bai.lybunion.
' HENRI.'
"His Majesty reviewed the admirable police force, and held a
council of ministers in the afternoon. Measures were concerted for
the instant putting down of the disturbances in the departments of
the Rhine and Loire, and it is arranged that'on the capture of the
Pretenders, they shall be lodged in separate cells in the prison of the
Luxembourg : the apartments are already prepared, and the officers
at their post.
" The grand banquet that was to be given at the palace to-day to the
diplomatic body-, has been put off; all the ambassadors being
attacked with illness, which compels them to stay at home."
" The ambassadors despatched couriers to their various govern-
ments."
" His Majesty, the King of Belgium, left the Palace of the
Tuileries."
foreign Intelligence.
he French have been planting their standards
at Tahiti, but whether the standards which
they have planted are apples, pears, cherries,
or plums, we have not sis yet been advised of.
The despatches from America bring us
shrimps from Boston, but, like everything
else from the same quarter, they shell out
very indifferently.
Spain, notwithstanding its numerous revo-
lutions, is not able to turn itself round ;
but our correspondent has put us in posses-
sion of Spanish onions to the latest moment.
Christina would, if possible, send a rope to
Espartero.
From Naples we have received soap in the shape of a very compli-
mentary letter. The Pope was preventing the exportation of sheep, and
it is said he has his eye on every leg of mutton.
GEMS OF PRACTICAL PHILOSOPHY,
The empty Omnibuses crawl
As slowly as they can,
In hopes the sixpence to enthral
Of some belated man.
But when they 're full, " Thirteen and Four,"
They cut along like fun,
Because they can't get any more
Until their trip is done.
Then be not, O my son ! misled
By vain ideas of ease,
Of having corners for your head,
And room to stretch your knees
But hail the fullest in the rank ;
Wedge in as best you may ;
And you (perhaps) may reach the Bank
Before the close of day.
99
They ask where are our children ? Where is France ? Europe no
longer glitters with the shine of its triumphant bayonets—echoes no
more with the shouts of its victorious cannon. Who could reply to
such a question, save with a blush ?—And does a blush become the
cheeks of Frenchmen ?
"'No. Let us wipe from our faces that degrading mark of shame.
Come, as of old, and rally round my eagles ! You have been subject
to fiddling prudence long enough. Come, worship now at the shrine
of Glory ! You have been promised liberty, but you have had none.
I will endow you with the true, the real freedom. When your ances-
tors burst over the Alps, were they not free ? Yes : free to conquer.
Let us imitate the example of those indomitable myriads ; and,
flinging a defiance to Europe, once more trample over her ; march
in triumph into her prostrate capitals, and bring her kings with her
treasures at our feet. This is the liberty worthy of Frenchmen.
"'Frenchmen ! I promise you that the Rhine shall be restored to
you ; and that England shall rank no more among the nations. I
will have a marine that shall drive her ships from the seas ; a few of
my brave regiments will do the rest. Henceforth, the traveller in
that desert island shall ask, 'Was it this wretched corner of the
world that for a thousand years defied Frenchmen ?'
"'Frenchmen, up and rally!—I have flung my banner to the
breezes ; 'tis surrounded by the faithful and the brave :—up, and let
our motto be, Liberty, Equality, War all over the World !
'Napoleox III.'
ctc The Marshal of the Empire, Haricot.' "
"Such is the Proclamation ! such the hopes that a brutal-minded
and bloody adventurer holds out to our country. 'War all over
the world,' is the cry of the savage demon ; and the fiends who have
rallied round him, echo it in concert. We were not, it appears,
correct in stating that a corporal's guard had been sufficient to seize
upon the marauder, when the first fire would have served to con-
clude his miserable life. But, like a hideous disease, the contagion
lias spread ; the remedy must be dreadful. Wo to those on whom
it will fall!
" His Royal Highness the Prince of Joinville, Admiral of France,
has hastened, as we before stated, to the disturbed districts, and
takes with him his camlerie de la marine. It is hard to think that the
blades of those chivalrous heroes must be buried in the bosoms of
Frenchmen : but so be it : it is those monsters who have asked for
blood : not we. It is those ruffians who have begun to quarrel :
not we. We remain calm and hopeful, reposing under the protection
of the dearest and best of sovereigns.
" The wretched Pretender, who called himself Duke of Brittany, has
been seized, according to our prophecy : he was brought before the
Prefect of Police yesterday, and his insanity being proved beyond a
-doubt, he has been consigned to a strait-waistcoat at Cliarenton. So
may all incendiary enemies of our Government be overcome !
" His Royal Highness the Duke of Nemours is gone into the depart-
ment of the Loire, where he will speedily put an end to the troubles
in the disturbed districts of the Bocage and La Vendee. The foolish
young Prince, who has there raised his standard, is followed, we
hear, by a small number of wretched persons, of whose massacre we
expect every moment to receive the news. He too has issued his
proclamation, and our readers will smile at its contents :
" ' We, Henry, Fifth of the Name, King of France and Navarre,
to all whom it may concern, greeting :
" ' After years of exile we have once more unfurled in France
the banner of the lilies. Once more the white plume of Henri IV.
floats in the crest of his little son ! (petit fds). Gallant nobles !
■worthy burgesses ! honest commons of my realm, I call upon you to
Tally round the oriflamme of France, and summon the ban and arriere-
>ban of my kingdoms. To my faithful Bretons I need no appeal. The
country of Duguesclin has loyalty for an heir-loom ! To the rest of
my subjects, my atheist misguided subjects, their father makes one
last appeal. Come to me, my children ! your errors shall be for-
given. Our holy Father, the Pope, shall intercede for you. He
promised it when, before my departure on this expedition, I kissed
his inviolable toe !
" ' Our afflicted country cries aloud for reforms. The infamous
universities shall be abolished. Education shall no longer be per-
mitted. A sacred and wholesome inquisition shall be established.
My faithful nobles shall pay no more taxes. All the venerable insti-
tutions of our country shall be restored as they existed before 1788.
Convents and monasteries again shall ornament our country,—the
calm nurseries of saints and holy women ! Heresy shall be extirpated
with paternal severity, and our country shall be free once more.
" ' His Majesty the King of Ireland, my august allyr, has sent, under
the command of His Royal Highness Prince Daniel, his Majesty's
youngest son, an irresistible Irish Brigade, to co-operate in the
good work. His Grace the Lion of Judah, the canonised patriarch
of Tuam, blessed their green banner before theyr set forth. Hence-
forth may the lilies and the harp be ever twined together. Together
we will make a crusade against the infidels of Albion, and raze their
heretic domes to the ground. Let our cry be Vive France! down
with England ! Montjoie St. Denis !
" ' By the King.
" ' The Secretary of State and
Grand Inquisitor . . La Roue.
The Marshal of France . Pompadour de l'Aile de Ptgeon.
The General Commander-in-
Chief of the Irish Brigade
in the service of his Most
Christian Majesty . Daniel, Prince of Bai.lybunion.
' HENRI.'
"His Majesty reviewed the admirable police force, and held a
council of ministers in the afternoon. Measures were concerted for
the instant putting down of the disturbances in the departments of
the Rhine and Loire, and it is arranged that'on the capture of the
Pretenders, they shall be lodged in separate cells in the prison of the
Luxembourg : the apartments are already prepared, and the officers
at their post.
" The grand banquet that was to be given at the palace to-day to the
diplomatic body-, has been put off; all the ambassadors being
attacked with illness, which compels them to stay at home."
" The ambassadors despatched couriers to their various govern-
ments."
" His Majesty, the King of Belgium, left the Palace of the
Tuileries."
foreign Intelligence.
he French have been planting their standards
at Tahiti, but whether the standards which
they have planted are apples, pears, cherries,
or plums, we have not sis yet been advised of.
The despatches from America bring us
shrimps from Boston, but, like everything
else from the same quarter, they shell out
very indifferently.
Spain, notwithstanding its numerous revo-
lutions, is not able to turn itself round ;
but our correspondent has put us in posses-
sion of Spanish onions to the latest moment.
Christina would, if possible, send a rope to
Espartero.
From Naples we have received soap in the shape of a very compli-
mentary letter. The Pope was preventing the exportation of sheep, and
it is said he has his eye on every leg of mutton.
GEMS OF PRACTICAL PHILOSOPHY,
The empty Omnibuses crawl
As slowly as they can,
In hopes the sixpence to enthral
Of some belated man.
But when they 're full, " Thirteen and Four,"
They cut along like fun,
Because they can't get any more
Until their trip is done.
Then be not, O my son ! misled
By vain ideas of ease,
Of having corners for your head,
And room to stretch your knees
But hail the fullest in the rank ;
Wedge in as best you may ;
And you (perhaps) may reach the Bank
Before the close of day.