DOI issue:
July to December, 1844
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16520#0197
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
the antics you talk of ? No ; trade is one thing, and what we call
morals are another. Six days for business, and the seventh for reli- ! A SCENE IN THE COURT OF BANKRUPTCY,
gious duties. That, Mb. John Balance, has always been my motto: I ,nr 0 ,- „ •„
j £ 11 • ■. t .11 , .,, ' L j / . , J . . ' (Before Sir L. F. Williams.)
and following it, 1 never yet bad a bill protested, but became in time
what I now am—a respectable, happy man, who can lay his hand
upon his heart and say he has thirty thousand pouuds—a man who
has married his daughters to fortunes, and, moreover, subscribes to
—it isn't for me to say how many charities
In the bankruptcy of a. person named Smith, a question arose as to
whether a widow should receive out of the estate a debt that was legally
barred by the statute.
Sir C. F. Williams. Certainly it ought to be so, justice is justice;
Looking at your letter as the madness of a green boy, I have con- (to lhe Solicitor) I say, sir, it ought to be done
descended to answer it at this length. I trust that years and expe- >olicil»r- 1 be veIT happy to bow to the Court, and if you, sir,
rience may make you see the error of your ways. That they may do ^^Sc.V.WilLms. I shall give no order, sir. I will not be dictated
80, is tne nope oi ■ to by any man breathing. The widow ought to have the money.
\our stiii well-wisher, Solicitor. So I thought, Sir Charles, and if I have your authority-
Isaac Smirk. Sir C. F. Williams. Sir, you have no authority. I am the only person
that has authority here. This Court must not be a bear-garden.
Solicitor. Well, Sir Charles, then I can do nothing.
Sir C. F. Williams. Nor will I be bullied, sir. There is only one broad
principle of justice. Who is that old
gentleman in the corner of the Court ?
If he has anything to do with the case,
let him be sworn.
Solicitor. He has nothing to do with
it, sir, except as a friend of one of the
parties.
Sir C. F. Williams. Swear him : I
insist on his being sworn. (To Old
Gentleman) You seem a wonderful
man, sir. Let me hear what you have
to say.
Old Gentleman. I have nothing to
j say, sir.
Sir C. F. Williams. I say, sir, you
are a wonderful man. What is youj
age, sir ?
Old Gentleman. Seventy-eight.
Sir C F. Williams. Bless my soul,
sir ! Indeed ! Well to be sure ! I shall
not fail to inform Lady Williams of
the fact. (To the Solicitor) Now, sir,
How about the widow ? Is this money
to be paid ? or must she be tricked out
of it by the statute ?
Solicitor. It is for you to say, sir.
Sir C. F. Williams. Then, sir, I will not say. Are you the Judge in
this Court, or am 11 So long as I exercise any jurisdiction at all, I am
determined—( To the Usher) Call that old gentleman back. What age
HURRAH FOR HIGH-HANDED JUSTICE !
We are glad to see that the wisdom of our ancestors, as evinced in the
punishment of offenders, which, we feared, had fallen into general con-
tempt, continues, in some favoured nooks of these dominions, to govern
the proceedings of the magistracy.
A glorious case occurred at the BaNburi Petty Sessions. One John
Coggins, labourer, was charged with an offence against the Game Laws.
He had been seen, on the morning of the 1st of September, walking about
in a stubble field with a gun. William Cowling, one of the Earl of
Jersey's lookers-out, saw him, the rascal ! Coggins, to be sure, had no j did he say he was ?
dog, nor did any game get up, neither did he fire ; but witness took his ; Usher. Seventy-eight, Sir Charles
gun away. A stupid jury might have doubted whether he was sparrow
shooting or not, or have believed his story, that he was going to guard his
potatoe crop. But he had a true English magistrate to deal with, who was
too deep for the rogue.
Sir C. F. Williams. Bless my soul, how I shall astonish Lady Williams,
{To ike Solicitor) Sir, this is irrelevant and indecent.
Solicitor. It is, Sir Charles, very.
Sir C. F. Williams. If you don't turn that man out of Court, usher, I
Mr. Matthews said, it was painful to him to address the prisoner. Of I will. Go and bring that old gentleman back again. I '11 see him in my
course. Mr. Matthews, says the Times Reporter, is a clergyman, as \ private room. He's a wonder. Eighty-seven !
well as a sportsman ; and we may excuse the weakness ; particularly as Usher. Seventy-eight, Sir Charles.
Mr. Matthews, smothering his sensibilities, inflicted on the offender a i Sir C. F. Williams. I will not submit to be corrected by the usher of
penalty of ten pounds : and said, a distress wan-ant should be levied for ! the Court—this is the most indecent scene ever witnessed in a court of
the amount. Coggins declared that his goods would not fetch that money, justice.—(Exit Usher hurriedly, Sir C. F. Williams following.)
" Then," said the just Matthews (how well a malediction in a lay mouth _
would hare sounded after the " Then !") "you stand committed for two
months'hard labour." LIBERATION OF THE GREAT BRITAIN.
Coggins will probably be ruined, with his wife and family, if he has anv. .. . , ... ,. r „tr, rT , ..„•> an ,T„^.Jf ^
m, • • .l * i r ii ■ j mu- • .1 j . . 1 Isothing, since the liberation of 0 Connell, has excited so great a
This is the way to keep fellows in order. This is the method to teach " . ' ' ; ,, , «.,•, f w~* . D ., • cfi.ornjL fw,™
i u j. .u * tit u i.u i. >c • u u j .-ii .l sensation as the talked of liberation of the Great Britain, steamer, trom
people what they are at. Would that our 'Squirearchy had still the »c"oa-"u"ao .c « . . , , , K • A, xt„„_
i - c .u i t> u u . , J. s\i r .i her Ions and unmerited confinement in the dock of .Bristol. JNeverwaj
making of the laws. Rogues would soon see what was what. Oh, for the . ° , ~ I . . . ., , , , jtu^oihinnU-
a u j r _i i xi u j ii i aii iv a prisoner known to be kept in the dock so long, and the penalt) nas bee^.
good old days of the stocks, the pillory, and the gallows! Alas ! they P allegory of " Britains never,
scarcely ever hang any body now ! ^ ^ j^^,, for , never never„ w^ ihere Buch a sl^e-as
this unfortunate Great Britain. She was built to be, what is expressively-
termed, a ' regular out and outer,' but never having been able to get out,
she has never had a chance of showing whether she could fulfil the
designs of her builders. It is now definitively arranged that the dock
shall be demolished, and as the noble captive passes over the gate that
formerly obstructed her," See the conquering hero comes !" will be played
on the Jew's harp, by a resident professor of that simplest of Mosaic
instruments.
Sympathy In tne City.
We understand an address has been numerously signed, and will shortly
be presented, to Sir Claudius Hunter, condoling with him on the dreadful
Frlnceiy Thrift.
It appears that Kennington Common, whilom a place for cricket and
other healthful sports, is to be built upon, to benefit the estate of the
Prince of Wales as Duke of Cornwall. These places have been called
the lungs of a town. Surely, to choke the lungs is hardly the best way
to captivate the heart. Will the Prince of Wales be more beloved in
Kennington if only known as the Prince of Bricks and Mortar ?
reward of merit.
Loan Eulenborough, having been snubbed by the East Indian Directors,
is comforted with an Earldom by Her Majesty's Cabinet. Ah, reader
—are you a father i If so, have you not sometimes very properly re- : shock he received at Windsor, when Loois-Philippe mistook him for Sis
buked your boy JaCKRY for his headstrong tricks ; and has not his" too- j Peter Laurie. The worthy Alderman has been in a very low state ever
indulgent mother wiped the little rascal's eyes, and given him cake or since, and his friends say it is very doubtful if he will ever recover from
apple because he was just naughty enough to be corrected t [ the melancholy accident.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
the antics you talk of ? No ; trade is one thing, and what we call
morals are another. Six days for business, and the seventh for reli- ! A SCENE IN THE COURT OF BANKRUPTCY,
gious duties. That, Mb. John Balance, has always been my motto: I ,nr 0 ,- „ •„
j £ 11 • ■. t .11 , .,, ' L j / . , J . . ' (Before Sir L. F. Williams.)
and following it, 1 never yet bad a bill protested, but became in time
what I now am—a respectable, happy man, who can lay his hand
upon his heart and say he has thirty thousand pouuds—a man who
has married his daughters to fortunes, and, moreover, subscribes to
—it isn't for me to say how many charities
In the bankruptcy of a. person named Smith, a question arose as to
whether a widow should receive out of the estate a debt that was legally
barred by the statute.
Sir C. F. Williams. Certainly it ought to be so, justice is justice;
Looking at your letter as the madness of a green boy, I have con- (to lhe Solicitor) I say, sir, it ought to be done
descended to answer it at this length. I trust that years and expe- >olicil»r- 1 be veIT happy to bow to the Court, and if you, sir,
rience may make you see the error of your ways. That they may do ^^Sc.V.WilLms. I shall give no order, sir. I will not be dictated
80, is tne nope oi ■ to by any man breathing. The widow ought to have the money.
\our stiii well-wisher, Solicitor. So I thought, Sir Charles, and if I have your authority-
Isaac Smirk. Sir C. F. Williams. Sir, you have no authority. I am the only person
that has authority here. This Court must not be a bear-garden.
Solicitor. Well, Sir Charles, then I can do nothing.
Sir C. F. Williams. Nor will I be bullied, sir. There is only one broad
principle of justice. Who is that old
gentleman in the corner of the Court ?
If he has anything to do with the case,
let him be sworn.
Solicitor. He has nothing to do with
it, sir, except as a friend of one of the
parties.
Sir C. F. Williams. Swear him : I
insist on his being sworn. (To Old
Gentleman) You seem a wonderful
man, sir. Let me hear what you have
to say.
Old Gentleman. I have nothing to
j say, sir.
Sir C. F. Williams. I say, sir, you
are a wonderful man. What is youj
age, sir ?
Old Gentleman. Seventy-eight.
Sir C F. Williams. Bless my soul,
sir ! Indeed ! Well to be sure ! I shall
not fail to inform Lady Williams of
the fact. (To the Solicitor) Now, sir,
How about the widow ? Is this money
to be paid ? or must she be tricked out
of it by the statute ?
Solicitor. It is for you to say, sir.
Sir C. F. Williams. Then, sir, I will not say. Are you the Judge in
this Court, or am 11 So long as I exercise any jurisdiction at all, I am
determined—( To the Usher) Call that old gentleman back. What age
HURRAH FOR HIGH-HANDED JUSTICE !
We are glad to see that the wisdom of our ancestors, as evinced in the
punishment of offenders, which, we feared, had fallen into general con-
tempt, continues, in some favoured nooks of these dominions, to govern
the proceedings of the magistracy.
A glorious case occurred at the BaNburi Petty Sessions. One John
Coggins, labourer, was charged with an offence against the Game Laws.
He had been seen, on the morning of the 1st of September, walking about
in a stubble field with a gun. William Cowling, one of the Earl of
Jersey's lookers-out, saw him, the rascal ! Coggins, to be sure, had no j did he say he was ?
dog, nor did any game get up, neither did he fire ; but witness took his ; Usher. Seventy-eight, Sir Charles
gun away. A stupid jury might have doubted whether he was sparrow
shooting or not, or have believed his story, that he was going to guard his
potatoe crop. But he had a true English magistrate to deal with, who was
too deep for the rogue.
Sir C. F. Williams. Bless my soul, how I shall astonish Lady Williams,
{To ike Solicitor) Sir, this is irrelevant and indecent.
Solicitor. It is, Sir Charles, very.
Sir C. F. Williams. If you don't turn that man out of Court, usher, I
Mr. Matthews said, it was painful to him to address the prisoner. Of I will. Go and bring that old gentleman back again. I '11 see him in my
course. Mr. Matthews, says the Times Reporter, is a clergyman, as \ private room. He's a wonder. Eighty-seven !
well as a sportsman ; and we may excuse the weakness ; particularly as Usher. Seventy-eight, Sir Charles.
Mr. Matthews, smothering his sensibilities, inflicted on the offender a i Sir C. F. Williams. I will not submit to be corrected by the usher of
penalty of ten pounds : and said, a distress wan-ant should be levied for ! the Court—this is the most indecent scene ever witnessed in a court of
the amount. Coggins declared that his goods would not fetch that money, justice.—(Exit Usher hurriedly, Sir C. F. Williams following.)
" Then," said the just Matthews (how well a malediction in a lay mouth _
would hare sounded after the " Then !") "you stand committed for two
months'hard labour." LIBERATION OF THE GREAT BRITAIN.
Coggins will probably be ruined, with his wife and family, if he has anv. .. . , ... ,. r „tr, rT , ..„•> an ,T„^.Jf ^
m, • • .l * i r ii ■ j mu- • .1 j . . 1 Isothing, since the liberation of 0 Connell, has excited so great a
This is the way to keep fellows in order. This is the method to teach " . ' ' ; ,, , «.,•, f w~* . D ., • cfi.ornjL fw,™
i u j. .u * tit u i.u i. >c • u u j .-ii .l sensation as the talked of liberation of the Great Britain, steamer, trom
people what they are at. Would that our 'Squirearchy had still the »c"oa-"u"ao .c « . . , , , K • A, xt„„_
i - c .u i t> u u . , J. s\i r .i her Ions and unmerited confinement in the dock of .Bristol. JNeverwaj
making of the laws. Rogues would soon see what was what. Oh, for the . ° , ~ I . . . ., , , , jtu^oihinnU-
a u j r _i i xi u j ii i aii iv a prisoner known to be kept in the dock so long, and the penalt) nas bee^.
good old days of the stocks, the pillory, and the gallows! Alas ! they P allegory of " Britains never,
scarcely ever hang any body now ! ^ ^ j^^,, for , never never„ w^ ihere Buch a sl^e-as
this unfortunate Great Britain. She was built to be, what is expressively-
termed, a ' regular out and outer,' but never having been able to get out,
she has never had a chance of showing whether she could fulfil the
designs of her builders. It is now definitively arranged that the dock
shall be demolished, and as the noble captive passes over the gate that
formerly obstructed her," See the conquering hero comes !" will be played
on the Jew's harp, by a resident professor of that simplest of Mosaic
instruments.
Sympathy In tne City.
We understand an address has been numerously signed, and will shortly
be presented, to Sir Claudius Hunter, condoling with him on the dreadful
Frlnceiy Thrift.
It appears that Kennington Common, whilom a place for cricket and
other healthful sports, is to be built upon, to benefit the estate of the
Prince of Wales as Duke of Cornwall. These places have been called
the lungs of a town. Surely, to choke the lungs is hardly the best way
to captivate the heart. Will the Prince of Wales be more beloved in
Kennington if only known as the Prince of Bricks and Mortar ?
reward of merit.
Loan Eulenborough, having been snubbed by the East Indian Directors,
is comforted with an Earldom by Her Majesty's Cabinet. Ah, reader
—are you a father i If so, have you not sometimes very properly re- : shock he received at Windsor, when Loois-Philippe mistook him for Sis
buked your boy JaCKRY for his headstrong tricks ; and has not his" too- j Peter Laurie. The worthy Alderman has been in a very low state ever
indulgent mother wiped the little rascal's eyes, and given him cake or since, and his friends say it is very doubtful if he will ever recover from
apple because he was just naughty enough to be corrected t [ the melancholy accident.