DOI Heft:
July to December, 1844
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16520#0177
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
THE VISIT OF THE KING OF THE FRENCH.
T
naturedly asked them their names and addressee,,
when there was a sudden rush of cards, amongst
which we recognised
<£ © III £5 g ® BSS
HIGH STREET.
French Rolls at Eight in the Morning.
HIS truly gratifying event had long been a subject of discussion with the Corporation
of Portsmouth, who on hearing the booming of the guns scampered off to the pier
in their robes and white kid gloves, and awaited with intense anxiety the coming of the
French Monarch.
They had already agreed to an address, in which they anticipate "new aeras ; " pledge
themselves to "lively gratification," and talk of the advantage "every part of the
habitable globe"—Kamschatka included, of course—will derive from the King's visit.
It 6eems that their jurisdiction is bounded on the north by a large pair of wooden gates,
something in the style of the civic sovereignty which is hemmed in by Temple-bar on the
west, and, consequently, the Mayor and Aldermen were compelled to go on board the
royal steamer to present their address, because their authority does not extend beyond
the Eoyal Clarence yard, expiring, we believe, immediately over the iron grating at the
left-hand corner. The Mayor and Corporation, with the Recorder at their head, His Majesty alluded, playfully, to the idea of
descended the companion-ladder with some difficulty, and were introduced to the King. the French Rolls, and Mr. Johnson suggested
The Recorder made a very low bow, and on rising up again, being a very tall man, he it was better than the Roll of the Drum—a joke
fetched himself—as the boys say—a most tremendous crack on the head against the beams . which was judiciously burked by his brother
of the vessel. Having rubbed his head, he began reading the address, but getting inspired j Aldermen,
on arriving at the words " highly important national event," he drew himself up with
sudden dignity, and "fetched himself" a second most severe wipe—to use a juvenile
expression—which almost brought tears into his own eyes, and a smile into the face
of the Due de Mont pensier. The address, in fact, ran something in this fashion :
—" We, the Mayor (thwack on the head), Aldermen, and Burgesses of the Borough of
Portsmouth (dreadful crack on the pericranium), the loyal and affectionate subjects of! tress, and they were got rid of by a subordi-
our most gracious Sovereign, Queen Victoria, desirous of expressing (awful blow on nate officer.
the temple), the sentiments, &c. &c."—The address was continued in this style to the ! It was soon after intimated that Prince
close ; the Recorder, every now and then, rising with his subject, and stooping imme-
diately afterwards with a blow from the top of the cabin. When this was concluded, the
King gave a very gracious and good-humoured answer, having first joked the Recorder
on the whacks he had received, and apologising for the ship not having been built high
enough to receive so very exalted a personage. The familiarity of the King set the
Corporation off taking liberties, and they began asking him if it was true whether he ever
was a writing-master in England, and advertised specimens of his pupils' improvement
after six lessons ?
Louis-Philippe was very good-natured about it, and the Recorder bothered the King
to write out a copy of the answer to the address, and devote his time to other small ania,-
bilities, one of which His Majesty adroitly got rid of by saying that his answer to the
address was only written in his heart, so that the Recorder could not very well request
a lithograph from such an original. The King, however, made up for this disappointment
by offering to shake hands with the whole lot; and they all began tearing away at their
tight-fitting white kid gloves; but his Majesty expressed his desire that they would
At length the Corporation got bowed out, for
the King had already said, in French, " Ces excel-
lents messieurs nes'en iront jamais" ("These worthy
fellows will never go"); upon which Admiral
Mackau hoisted unmistakeable signals of dis-
Albebt had arrived; and the Prince jumped
upon deck in that horrible white hat with the
black hatband, which he will wear, followed by
the Duke of Wellington. The meeting of
the Prince and King was very cordial. The
King's first words were, " Well, here I am ;"
to which Piunce Albert replied, with great
sincerity, " Glad to see ye." Wellington
took a sort of sidelong squint at Admiral
Mackau, as much as to say, " Humph, who are
you, I wonder " and Mackau turned half-round
upon his heel, as though he would have ex-
claimed, " Well, I 'in sure ! What are you
staring at ?**
We now turn our attention to Windsor
Castle, where Her Majesty and suite were in a
state of constant bustle, looking out of the win-
dows, running up and down the stairs, straining
their eyes over the Long Walk, and practising
pretty little speeches to do honour to Louis-
Philippe on his arrival. Her Majesty was in
the highest spirits, and jokingly told Sir Robert
Peel she hoped that ho and Mons. Guizot
keep their gloves oft— a hint which was not taken by all of them. He then good-! would not yet miking politics together, and
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
THE VISIT OF THE KING OF THE FRENCH.
T
naturedly asked them their names and addressee,,
when there was a sudden rush of cards, amongst
which we recognised
<£ © III £5 g ® BSS
HIGH STREET.
French Rolls at Eight in the Morning.
HIS truly gratifying event had long been a subject of discussion with the Corporation
of Portsmouth, who on hearing the booming of the guns scampered off to the pier
in their robes and white kid gloves, and awaited with intense anxiety the coming of the
French Monarch.
They had already agreed to an address, in which they anticipate "new aeras ; " pledge
themselves to "lively gratification," and talk of the advantage "every part of the
habitable globe"—Kamschatka included, of course—will derive from the King's visit.
It 6eems that their jurisdiction is bounded on the north by a large pair of wooden gates,
something in the style of the civic sovereignty which is hemmed in by Temple-bar on the
west, and, consequently, the Mayor and Aldermen were compelled to go on board the
royal steamer to present their address, because their authority does not extend beyond
the Eoyal Clarence yard, expiring, we believe, immediately over the iron grating at the
left-hand corner. The Mayor and Corporation, with the Recorder at their head, His Majesty alluded, playfully, to the idea of
descended the companion-ladder with some difficulty, and were introduced to the King. the French Rolls, and Mr. Johnson suggested
The Recorder made a very low bow, and on rising up again, being a very tall man, he it was better than the Roll of the Drum—a joke
fetched himself—as the boys say—a most tremendous crack on the head against the beams . which was judiciously burked by his brother
of the vessel. Having rubbed his head, he began reading the address, but getting inspired j Aldermen,
on arriving at the words " highly important national event," he drew himself up with
sudden dignity, and "fetched himself" a second most severe wipe—to use a juvenile
expression—which almost brought tears into his own eyes, and a smile into the face
of the Due de Mont pensier. The address, in fact, ran something in this fashion :
—" We, the Mayor (thwack on the head), Aldermen, and Burgesses of the Borough of
Portsmouth (dreadful crack on the pericranium), the loyal and affectionate subjects of! tress, and they were got rid of by a subordi-
our most gracious Sovereign, Queen Victoria, desirous of expressing (awful blow on nate officer.
the temple), the sentiments, &c. &c."—The address was continued in this style to the ! It was soon after intimated that Prince
close ; the Recorder, every now and then, rising with his subject, and stooping imme-
diately afterwards with a blow from the top of the cabin. When this was concluded, the
King gave a very gracious and good-humoured answer, having first joked the Recorder
on the whacks he had received, and apologising for the ship not having been built high
enough to receive so very exalted a personage. The familiarity of the King set the
Corporation off taking liberties, and they began asking him if it was true whether he ever
was a writing-master in England, and advertised specimens of his pupils' improvement
after six lessons ?
Louis-Philippe was very good-natured about it, and the Recorder bothered the King
to write out a copy of the answer to the address, and devote his time to other small ania,-
bilities, one of which His Majesty adroitly got rid of by saying that his answer to the
address was only written in his heart, so that the Recorder could not very well request
a lithograph from such an original. The King, however, made up for this disappointment
by offering to shake hands with the whole lot; and they all began tearing away at their
tight-fitting white kid gloves; but his Majesty expressed his desire that they would
At length the Corporation got bowed out, for
the King had already said, in French, " Ces excel-
lents messieurs nes'en iront jamais" ("These worthy
fellows will never go"); upon which Admiral
Mackau hoisted unmistakeable signals of dis-
Albebt had arrived; and the Prince jumped
upon deck in that horrible white hat with the
black hatband, which he will wear, followed by
the Duke of Wellington. The meeting of
the Prince and King was very cordial. The
King's first words were, " Well, here I am ;"
to which Piunce Albert replied, with great
sincerity, " Glad to see ye." Wellington
took a sort of sidelong squint at Admiral
Mackau, as much as to say, " Humph, who are
you, I wonder " and Mackau turned half-round
upon his heel, as though he would have ex-
claimed, " Well, I 'in sure ! What are you
staring at ?**
We now turn our attention to Windsor
Castle, where Her Majesty and suite were in a
state of constant bustle, looking out of the win-
dows, running up and down the stairs, straining
their eyes over the Long Walk, and practising
pretty little speeches to do honour to Louis-
Philippe on his arrival. Her Majesty was in
the highest spirits, and jokingly told Sir Robert
Peel she hoped that ho and Mons. Guizot
keep their gloves oft— a hint which was not taken by all of them. He then good-! would not yet miking politics together, and