DOI Heft:
January to June, 1847
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHATUVATH.
81
UNION IS STRENGTH. THE LAST DYING SPEECH AND CONFESSION OF
everybody the inquiry is, -'What THE POOR-LAW COMMISSIONERS,
will Mr. O'Connell's next move
be ?" for the Repeal is all but dead,
and something must be started to
support the number of hands that ^^ne man amoV'TufrW
irill Ko fVirmim r\T\t. r>f omnlATimcnt ni8n amOOg J Oil lien ,
■will be thrown out of employment
by the stoppage of that great fac-
tory of Agitation—Conciliation Hall.
As Mr. O'Connell is probably in
•want of a notion, we will supply
him gratuitously with one. Let him
advocate the Union, instead of the
Repeal, and do everything in his
power to bring the two countries
together ; instead of leading all bis
energies, as he has lately done, to
the bitter task of dividing them. It
is much better to make Englishmen
and Irishmen friends than enemies ;
for if the two countries are sisters,
it is no reason they should be
always quarreling. They may have
a tiff now and then, as all sisters do, but they generally love each other
all the more for it afterwards. Now, England and Ireland have been
calling one another all sorts of bad names for years past, and have
been ready, upon the very smallest provocation, to tear each other's
eyes out; and it is high time they should make it up. Let them, though
they do live apart, be upon the best visiting terms, and be continually
exchanging presents, and doing everything they possibly can to ad-
vance, by kindness, each other's interests. Depend upon it, they
would find it tend more to their mutual benefit.
Let Mr. O'Connell make this principle the subject of his next agi-
tation, and if he only devote to it one half the trouble he has taken
about the agitation of Repeal, the Union will be something more than
nominal ;—for it will be one of truth and goodwill ;—one interest, and
one feeling binding the two countries together—a Union of Love, to
which, as long as it is true on both sides, there never can be a Repeal.
If Mr. O'Connell will act as sponsor to this Union, and advocate it
with all his energy, talent, and influence, England and Ireland will, in
a very few years, be cited all over the world as the models of affec-
tionate sisters.
3 Capu flf ©cntes".
Farewell, good friends, if we may call
Ireland in 1848.
A. Real Calamityt
At Conciliation Hall a few days ago Mr. O'Connell rose with
melancholy face, and said, " I am sorry to say the repeal rent for the
week is only £15 16s. 9d." Sorry to say it! With thousands perishing
with hunger ! For our part, we look upon every farthing paid to the
Repeal Fund at the present time as so much plundered from the bellies
of the famishing. But there are some patriots who would ring shillings
upon coffin-lids. _
JOKES IN BOTTLES.
A spirited wine- merchant of the West-End has advertised a new
cordial, under the name of the " Entente Cordiale." For fear any one
should be deceived by the title, we beg to say we have had a small taste
of this "Entente Cordiale." We do not mind stating, in confidence, that . .
it is not a cordial, but a new kind of bitters. | comfort to himself, and without disturbance to the neighbourhood
Assembled to behold our fall,
And view our shameful end.
If you would know what brought us hers
Your eyes this day before ;
'Twas being cruel and severe,
And hard upon the Poor.
Administrators of the laws
Respecting them, ordain'd ;
Against them each oppressive clause
With all our might we strain'd.
With hearts as hard as any flint,
We parted man and wife ;
And did so far their diet stint.
It scarce supported life.
We would not listen to their groans
And ciies for want of bread •
Instead of meat, we gave them bont»
To crae'e—on which they fed.
We answer'd by the " Workhouse test n
The suppliant for relief :
That is to say, we did our best
To treat him like a thief 1
Beadles and masters, when they stood
Accused of gross neglect,
Or inhumanity, we would
By every means protect.
Our servant, if a useful one,
Had, like a dog, his day ;
But when the dirty work was done,.
AYe threw tie tool away.
One, Malthus, in our eaily days,
Did first our minds delude :
We quitted, for his wicked ways,
The paths of rectitude.
In Somerset House we lived like kings,.
And carried on the game ;
And there it was we did the things
That brought us to this shame.
And now our time has come at last,
Good people, as you see ;
For our misdeeds we 're tried and cast,
And doom'd no more to be.
Let our successors warning take
From our unhappy case,
Lest they, like us, an end should make
In sorrow and disgrace.
A PANELESS OPERATION.
To persons who had no umbrellas, the Quadrant used to be a place
of refuge in stormy weather ; but, now that the roof is as full of holes
as a shower-bath, the rain pours through in a manner worthy of the
palmy days of Vauxhall, and the refugee is sure to get a ducking under
false pretences. It is said the shopkeepers keep the holes open for the
purpose of letting them know when it is, what is called, "dirry weather,"
out we should advise them to close the ports, and to get some scientific
man to take out a patent for the improvement of the Quadrant ; for
the public may not like their degree of latitude, and abandon the place
altogether. In the meantime, we caution all persons afflicted with the
rheumatism to avoid the Quadrant ; for the paneless operation of
inhaling the "ethereal mildness" of a shower through the roof would,
we are afraid, in their instance, turn out to be nothing better than what
Pierce Egan would emphatically call " Walker."
The Progress of Ether.
We understand that the inhalation of ether has been resorted tc>
professionally, by various pork-butchers with great success. The chief
difficulty tbey have experienced has consisted in the opposition of the
patient; but when the natural obstinacy of ihe pig has been overcome,
and he has been persuaded to inhale the ether, he has been killed with
s\r\m + /-» ni m L>nlt n r> .1 -» . - i *. .-, , . i J;..i----1_____ — *«. i I, ., a1 _1, V.n.._l. — _ J
81
UNION IS STRENGTH. THE LAST DYING SPEECH AND CONFESSION OF
everybody the inquiry is, -'What THE POOR-LAW COMMISSIONERS,
will Mr. O'Connell's next move
be ?" for the Repeal is all but dead,
and something must be started to
support the number of hands that ^^ne man amoV'TufrW
irill Ko fVirmim r\T\t. r>f omnlATimcnt ni8n amOOg J Oil lien ,
■will be thrown out of employment
by the stoppage of that great fac-
tory of Agitation—Conciliation Hall.
As Mr. O'Connell is probably in
•want of a notion, we will supply
him gratuitously with one. Let him
advocate the Union, instead of the
Repeal, and do everything in his
power to bring the two countries
together ; instead of leading all bis
energies, as he has lately done, to
the bitter task of dividing them. It
is much better to make Englishmen
and Irishmen friends than enemies ;
for if the two countries are sisters,
it is no reason they should be
always quarreling. They may have
a tiff now and then, as all sisters do, but they generally love each other
all the more for it afterwards. Now, England and Ireland have been
calling one another all sorts of bad names for years past, and have
been ready, upon the very smallest provocation, to tear each other's
eyes out; and it is high time they should make it up. Let them, though
they do live apart, be upon the best visiting terms, and be continually
exchanging presents, and doing everything they possibly can to ad-
vance, by kindness, each other's interests. Depend upon it, they
would find it tend more to their mutual benefit.
Let Mr. O'Connell make this principle the subject of his next agi-
tation, and if he only devote to it one half the trouble he has taken
about the agitation of Repeal, the Union will be something more than
nominal ;—for it will be one of truth and goodwill ;—one interest, and
one feeling binding the two countries together—a Union of Love, to
which, as long as it is true on both sides, there never can be a Repeal.
If Mr. O'Connell will act as sponsor to this Union, and advocate it
with all his energy, talent, and influence, England and Ireland will, in
a very few years, be cited all over the world as the models of affec-
tionate sisters.
3 Capu flf ©cntes".
Farewell, good friends, if we may call
Ireland in 1848.
A. Real Calamityt
At Conciliation Hall a few days ago Mr. O'Connell rose with
melancholy face, and said, " I am sorry to say the repeal rent for the
week is only £15 16s. 9d." Sorry to say it! With thousands perishing
with hunger ! For our part, we look upon every farthing paid to the
Repeal Fund at the present time as so much plundered from the bellies
of the famishing. But there are some patriots who would ring shillings
upon coffin-lids. _
JOKES IN BOTTLES.
A spirited wine- merchant of the West-End has advertised a new
cordial, under the name of the " Entente Cordiale." For fear any one
should be deceived by the title, we beg to say we have had a small taste
of this "Entente Cordiale." We do not mind stating, in confidence, that . .
it is not a cordial, but a new kind of bitters. | comfort to himself, and without disturbance to the neighbourhood
Assembled to behold our fall,
And view our shameful end.
If you would know what brought us hers
Your eyes this day before ;
'Twas being cruel and severe,
And hard upon the Poor.
Administrators of the laws
Respecting them, ordain'd ;
Against them each oppressive clause
With all our might we strain'd.
With hearts as hard as any flint,
We parted man and wife ;
And did so far their diet stint.
It scarce supported life.
We would not listen to their groans
And ciies for want of bread •
Instead of meat, we gave them bont»
To crae'e—on which they fed.
We answer'd by the " Workhouse test n
The suppliant for relief :
That is to say, we did our best
To treat him like a thief 1
Beadles and masters, when they stood
Accused of gross neglect,
Or inhumanity, we would
By every means protect.
Our servant, if a useful one,
Had, like a dog, his day ;
But when the dirty work was done,.
AYe threw tie tool away.
One, Malthus, in our eaily days,
Did first our minds delude :
We quitted, for his wicked ways,
The paths of rectitude.
In Somerset House we lived like kings,.
And carried on the game ;
And there it was we did the things
That brought us to this shame.
And now our time has come at last,
Good people, as you see ;
For our misdeeds we 're tried and cast,
And doom'd no more to be.
Let our successors warning take
From our unhappy case,
Lest they, like us, an end should make
In sorrow and disgrace.
A PANELESS OPERATION.
To persons who had no umbrellas, the Quadrant used to be a place
of refuge in stormy weather ; but, now that the roof is as full of holes
as a shower-bath, the rain pours through in a manner worthy of the
palmy days of Vauxhall, and the refugee is sure to get a ducking under
false pretences. It is said the shopkeepers keep the holes open for the
purpose of letting them know when it is, what is called, "dirry weather,"
out we should advise them to close the ports, and to get some scientific
man to take out a patent for the improvement of the Quadrant ; for
the public may not like their degree of latitude, and abandon the place
altogether. In the meantime, we caution all persons afflicted with the
rheumatism to avoid the Quadrant ; for the paneless operation of
inhaling the "ethereal mildness" of a shower through the roof would,
we are afraid, in their instance, turn out to be nothing better than what
Pierce Egan would emphatically call " Walker."
The Progress of Ether.
We understand that the inhalation of ether has been resorted tc>
professionally, by various pork-butchers with great success. The chief
difficulty tbey have experienced has consisted in the opposition of the
patient; but when the natural obstinacy of ihe pig has been overcome,
and he has been persuaded to inhale the ether, he has been killed with
s\r\m + /-» ni m L>nlt n r> .1 -» . - i *. .-, , . i J;..i----1_____ — *«. i I, ., a1 _1, V.n.._l. — _ J