DOI Heft:
July to December, 1844
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16520#0163
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
THE CIVIC CHAIR.
fe. / he Civic Chair really threatens to be the source
fjjjS§SS» of almost as much fuss as used to be
~——r-H^j^^ffi^jf-raifo - .... .75, made in the time of our Richard the
''^^'''^^^^raraHPmr'*" Thirds and our Johns about the throne
^^M^^^^^^ of England. What with the rightful
^^HHf^iBy' heirs and the wrongful heirs—what with
jSgff|dRI' V ood, the claimant by succession—
aBKpHB what with Gibbs, the pretender—and
KS9§f§|p c.xay, the usurper—there is no know-
IgHjaqL ing what will eventually become of the
&a£SHpB|, Cockney Sovereignty. The only thing
|U|Bm^| that we can suggest i~, to put the civic
^vfSflPKSm chair—as is sometimes done with the
\ jjffy Great Seal—into commission. Pinch
cfigsSyMg^ would he happy to act as one of the
^ commissioners, and he is quite sure that
the mayoral dignity would lose nothing
Cn his keeping. When the heir to the throne is in his minority, it is usual
to appoint a regent ; and, surely, the same course ought to be followed
with respect to the sovereignty' of the city, when the aldermen next in
succession have not arrived at years of discretion.
[We had written thus far, when ws received the astounding intelligence
that GiBBS was elected Mayor ! As the Mansion House requires a
twelvemonth's cleansing, the civic authorities now will know what to do
with the City Compter^]
AMENDE HONORABLE
The Chaplain of H.M.S. War spite, having been reprimanded by the
Admiralty for his indiscretion in criticising the Prince de Joinyille's
£actics at Tangier, avails himself of the indulgence of Punch to publish
the following apology to His Royal Highness :—
" The Chaplain of H.M.S. Warspite presents his compliments to His
Royal Highness the Prince de Joinville, and begs hereby to apologise
to His Royal Highness for having, in a letter to the Times, described His
Roval Harness's seamanship, as displayed at Tangier, as lubberly.
" The fact is, that the Chaplain was only joking, which, he feels, was not
perhaps quite correct, the gravity of his profession considered. When
he insinuated that the Prince was a lubber, what he meant was just the
reverse ; as a man does when he calls his friend a rogue or a dog. By
lubber" he meant heart of oak, tight sailor, smart officer, naval hero.
However, he feels that his joke must have been a poor one, since he is
obliged to explain it; for the Prince de Joinville, no doubt, understands
a joke as well as he does his own profession. Indeed, the Prince's idea
of a steam-invasion of Ensland was a capital joke.
" The chaplain of the Warspite takes this opportunity of assuring the
Prince de Joinville that he entertains the highest respect for the
French character, which he greatly admires on account of the absence of
pride, vanity, petulance, and childishness, which it displays. And so far
•from intending any insult to the tricolore, he has no hesitation in saying
that he considers it equal in every respect to
"The flag that braved a thousand years,
The battle and the breeze."
In conclusion, he will only observe, with regard to the Prince personally,
that he looks upon him as a regular out-and-out thorough-going Jack tar ;
■and has no doubt that he fries watches, lights his pipe with bank-notes,
■chews pig-tail, hitches up his trousers, cries " Avast ! " (in French), does
•the cut and double shuffle, and sustains the part, in every other respect,
quite as well as Mr. T. P. Cooke."
THE REPEAL CHESTNUT.
What a modest man is Mr. Daniel O'Connell ! In the matter of
Repeal he has no wish to lead—not he. Oh no ; he will be too proud to
■follow in the ranks—his heart will beat with raptures not to be expressed,
to make merely one of the millions, led to glory by Mr. Grey Porter !
'Hear him—hear him !
" I say that the man is not honest who does not wish to see Grey Porter at the head
Of this national struggle (Cheers*. As for myself, I do not want to be a leader. I am j
•trilling to work in the team, and I will cheerfully resign to Grey Porter the reins and
.guidance of the whole (Loud Cheers)."
One moment, good Mr. Grey Porter, one moment only, whilst we
■tell you an old, old story. Once upon a time there were some chestnuts
—-call them Repeal chestnuts if you will—roasting on the hearth. An
old monkey, grown wrinkled in his tricks, watched the smoking nuts, and
longed, and longed to get one of them. But then the monkey was a cunning
old creature, and cared not to risk the burning of his fingers. A cat,
Just out of kittenhood, lay upon the hearth, purring and unsuspicious.
Whereupon the monkey seized hold of the cat's paw, and boldly thrusting
it into the fire, sought thereby to take out a chestnut.
Me, Gret Porter, that monkey's name was Da.v !
" SPORTING" at BLAIR ATHOL.
The Herod's "own correspondent" sends the following story
which, for sundry reasons, we cannot readily believe :—
"On Wednesday afternoon His Royal Highness had a wild stag brought into th«
Home Park, immediately behind the castle, and shut it for the amusement of the Queen
who was looking out of one of the back windows. The stag had on two previoui night*
disturbed the inmates of the castle by its cries."
We cannot believe that our gentle, tender-hearted Queen, could
receive amusement from such a mere piece of butcher's-work. No :
in our mind Her Majesty is associated with that lovely picture ot
womanly tenderness, bequeathed to us by magnificent old Chaucer :
t " She was so charitable and pitous
She wolde wepe if that she saw a mous
Caught in a trap, if it were ded or bledde.
Of smale houndes hadde she, that she fedde
With rosted flesh, and milk, and wastel bredc
But sore wept she if on of hem were dede,
Or if men smote it with a yerde smert:
And all was conscience and tendre herte ! "
The correspondent goes on to write, "That it was intended that
the affair should be something of a coup de theatre," but Lord Glev-
lyon and some of the party were out of the way. Otherwise, wheD
the stag fell beneath Albert's bullet, they would doubtless have
struck up—" This day a stag must die! " We say it—we suspect the
truth of the story that the animal was thus ignominiously shot for
the amusement of Her Majesty. Certain we are that Prince
Albert does not grudge Mr. Giblett, of Bond Street, his
honours ; sure we are that His Royal Highness has no wish to add
to his other titles that of—" Butcher to the Queen '"
EVENING THEATRICAL COSTUME.
Mr. John Cooper has advertised "that no one can, on any account,
be admitted in future either to the dress circle or the stalls of Drury
l ane, unless in evening costume." Ms. Cooper has likewise, in the
kindest manner, presented to us his notion of
EVp:\'ING nRURV-LAXE costume.
revised and approved by Mr. Planche. It consists of an "elegant
whity-brown hat, dark brown or black velveteen coat, red waistcoat, varie-
gated with blue flowers, breeches a la gentleman pensioner, met half way
up the leg by boots thickly studded with nails, white stockings, and a
bright yellow neckcloth ; a small sunflower greatly relieves the sombre hue
of the coat. The stick should be blackthorn, "profusely covered witb
knobs."
CIVIC HOSPITALITY.
The Lorb Mayor has positively invited the King of the French—a
foreigner, be it remembered—to dine with him. This is too bad. Ought
not hospitality, like charity, to begin at home t
A JOKELE'T FOR LITTLE JOKERS.
"I tell you, my child, there is no W in the French language.**—
Yes, there is."
« There is not, I tell you."—" yes, there is ; in Qui I"
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
THE CIVIC CHAIR.
fe. / he Civic Chair really threatens to be the source
fjjjS§SS» of almost as much fuss as used to be
~——r-H^j^^ffi^jf-raifo - .... .75, made in the time of our Richard the
''^^'''^^^^raraHPmr'*" Thirds and our Johns about the throne
^^M^^^^^^ of England. What with the rightful
^^HHf^iBy' heirs and the wrongful heirs—what with
jSgff|dRI' V ood, the claimant by succession—
aBKpHB what with Gibbs, the pretender—and
KS9§f§|p c.xay, the usurper—there is no know-
IgHjaqL ing what will eventually become of the
&a£SHpB|, Cockney Sovereignty. The only thing
|U|Bm^| that we can suggest i~, to put the civic
^vfSflPKSm chair—as is sometimes done with the
\ jjffy Great Seal—into commission. Pinch
cfigsSyMg^ would he happy to act as one of the
^ commissioners, and he is quite sure that
the mayoral dignity would lose nothing
Cn his keeping. When the heir to the throne is in his minority, it is usual
to appoint a regent ; and, surely, the same course ought to be followed
with respect to the sovereignty' of the city, when the aldermen next in
succession have not arrived at years of discretion.
[We had written thus far, when ws received the astounding intelligence
that GiBBS was elected Mayor ! As the Mansion House requires a
twelvemonth's cleansing, the civic authorities now will know what to do
with the City Compter^]
AMENDE HONORABLE
The Chaplain of H.M.S. War spite, having been reprimanded by the
Admiralty for his indiscretion in criticising the Prince de Joinyille's
£actics at Tangier, avails himself of the indulgence of Punch to publish
the following apology to His Royal Highness :—
" The Chaplain of H.M.S. Warspite presents his compliments to His
Royal Highness the Prince de Joinville, and begs hereby to apologise
to His Royal Highness for having, in a letter to the Times, described His
Roval Harness's seamanship, as displayed at Tangier, as lubberly.
" The fact is, that the Chaplain was only joking, which, he feels, was not
perhaps quite correct, the gravity of his profession considered. When
he insinuated that the Prince was a lubber, what he meant was just the
reverse ; as a man does when he calls his friend a rogue or a dog. By
lubber" he meant heart of oak, tight sailor, smart officer, naval hero.
However, he feels that his joke must have been a poor one, since he is
obliged to explain it; for the Prince de Joinville, no doubt, understands
a joke as well as he does his own profession. Indeed, the Prince's idea
of a steam-invasion of Ensland was a capital joke.
" The chaplain of the Warspite takes this opportunity of assuring the
Prince de Joinville that he entertains the highest respect for the
French character, which he greatly admires on account of the absence of
pride, vanity, petulance, and childishness, which it displays. And so far
•from intending any insult to the tricolore, he has no hesitation in saying
that he considers it equal in every respect to
"The flag that braved a thousand years,
The battle and the breeze."
In conclusion, he will only observe, with regard to the Prince personally,
that he looks upon him as a regular out-and-out thorough-going Jack tar ;
■and has no doubt that he fries watches, lights his pipe with bank-notes,
■chews pig-tail, hitches up his trousers, cries " Avast ! " (in French), does
•the cut and double shuffle, and sustains the part, in every other respect,
quite as well as Mr. T. P. Cooke."
THE REPEAL CHESTNUT.
What a modest man is Mr. Daniel O'Connell ! In the matter of
Repeal he has no wish to lead—not he. Oh no ; he will be too proud to
■follow in the ranks—his heart will beat with raptures not to be expressed,
to make merely one of the millions, led to glory by Mr. Grey Porter !
'Hear him—hear him !
" I say that the man is not honest who does not wish to see Grey Porter at the head
Of this national struggle (Cheers*. As for myself, I do not want to be a leader. I am j
•trilling to work in the team, and I will cheerfully resign to Grey Porter the reins and
.guidance of the whole (Loud Cheers)."
One moment, good Mr. Grey Porter, one moment only, whilst we
■tell you an old, old story. Once upon a time there were some chestnuts
—-call them Repeal chestnuts if you will—roasting on the hearth. An
old monkey, grown wrinkled in his tricks, watched the smoking nuts, and
longed, and longed to get one of them. But then the monkey was a cunning
old creature, and cared not to risk the burning of his fingers. A cat,
Just out of kittenhood, lay upon the hearth, purring and unsuspicious.
Whereupon the monkey seized hold of the cat's paw, and boldly thrusting
it into the fire, sought thereby to take out a chestnut.
Me, Gret Porter, that monkey's name was Da.v !
" SPORTING" at BLAIR ATHOL.
The Herod's "own correspondent" sends the following story
which, for sundry reasons, we cannot readily believe :—
"On Wednesday afternoon His Royal Highness had a wild stag brought into th«
Home Park, immediately behind the castle, and shut it for the amusement of the Queen
who was looking out of one of the back windows. The stag had on two previoui night*
disturbed the inmates of the castle by its cries."
We cannot believe that our gentle, tender-hearted Queen, could
receive amusement from such a mere piece of butcher's-work. No :
in our mind Her Majesty is associated with that lovely picture ot
womanly tenderness, bequeathed to us by magnificent old Chaucer :
t " She was so charitable and pitous
She wolde wepe if that she saw a mous
Caught in a trap, if it were ded or bledde.
Of smale houndes hadde she, that she fedde
With rosted flesh, and milk, and wastel bredc
But sore wept she if on of hem were dede,
Or if men smote it with a yerde smert:
And all was conscience and tendre herte ! "
The correspondent goes on to write, "That it was intended that
the affair should be something of a coup de theatre," but Lord Glev-
lyon and some of the party were out of the way. Otherwise, wheD
the stag fell beneath Albert's bullet, they would doubtless have
struck up—" This day a stag must die! " We say it—we suspect the
truth of the story that the animal was thus ignominiously shot for
the amusement of Her Majesty. Certain we are that Prince
Albert does not grudge Mr. Giblett, of Bond Street, his
honours ; sure we are that His Royal Highness has no wish to add
to his other titles that of—" Butcher to the Queen '"
EVENING THEATRICAL COSTUME.
Mr. John Cooper has advertised "that no one can, on any account,
be admitted in future either to the dress circle or the stalls of Drury
l ane, unless in evening costume." Ms. Cooper has likewise, in the
kindest manner, presented to us his notion of
EVp:\'ING nRURV-LAXE costume.
revised and approved by Mr. Planche. It consists of an "elegant
whity-brown hat, dark brown or black velveteen coat, red waistcoat, varie-
gated with blue flowers, breeches a la gentleman pensioner, met half way
up the leg by boots thickly studded with nails, white stockings, and a
bright yellow neckcloth ; a small sunflower greatly relieves the sombre hue
of the coat. The stick should be blackthorn, "profusely covered witb
knobs."
CIVIC HOSPITALITY.
The Lorb Mayor has positively invited the King of the French—a
foreigner, be it remembered—to dine with him. This is too bad. Ought
not hospitality, like charity, to begin at home t
A JOKELE'T FOR LITTLE JOKERS.
"I tell you, my child, there is no W in the French language.**—
Yes, there is."
« There is not, I tell you."—" yes, there is ; in Qui I"