DOI issue:
July to December, 1848
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16547#0111
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
HANDY PHRENOLOGY.
my neighbour, says, sitting on the
Seven Hills. No; I won't be made—
no, not by the best Act of Parliament
that ever trod—I won't be made
not so much as a cousin-german to
that Creature in Scarlet; and so
don't let the Whigs for a minute
believe it.
" My good Sir John, in these
awful times respectable lodging-
house keepers can only depend upon
people like you. Can't you make a
short law to tear up, root and
branch, all the Irish priests P It
would make so many respectable
people so comfortable. Can't you
go in a ship off Ireland, and inweigle
all the wretches aboard, and take
'em out to sea; and when in deep
water, couldn't you cut a hole in
the bottom of the ship, and so give
peace and quietness to England
and Ireland, besides lightening the
taxes and curing the potatoes ? Do
think of it.
" But as for our having Relations
at Home—we defy 'em, and disown
'em. It's all very well to say 'at
Rome,' but don't we know that if
we once acknowledge 'em as Rela-
""j " tit*"" TTiT^ "r "T" ""j :!/ -'"^SSKSL "tT.klXW'^^, .f-fW.I l{ tions, though ever so distant, they '11
world has contained. ^ e shall m future be ashamed \0 \^^^^&mm^M ' ' soon be Relations of the nearest
rather than proud of our delicately and proverbially || wjf %^^^^T^f^^^BSSSwSl\ I sort, depend upon it.
white baud, lesl it may be thought to show a phre- UM ^^jft^^^ii 3l|rTtfiPrPill1 " Your Obedient Servant,
nological affinity with the light-fingered tribe; but we Jy/ 'j fi^^^^%^^^Br^^^^^^^^W} "JaneNox"
shall look with interest to a fellow-crealure's knuckle, ~~
regarding it as a sort of knuckle-us of all his mental
qualities. We have long been familiar with the hand-
organ, yet we were never aware of the existence of
NrW LOT OP PHRENOLOGICAL CASTS.
A Book recently advertised, called " The Hand, Phrenologically Considered," developes a new mode of
ascertaining character, by getting it at our fingers'
ends; though, as for ourselves, we are not going to
have humbug palmed upon us in this very off-hand
manner. We shall of course be having a quantity
of plaster-cas+s, handing down to u9 the hands of illus-
trious men, whose length of finger will be said to
indicate the grasp of their intellect. We dare say
the hand of Werther will be distinguished by its
Werts; and we can imagine that the wrist will be
found fully developed in A-wristotle, A-wristides,
and the rest of the a-wristocracy of genius that the
the peculiar organs of the hand.until this new system
was propounded. If the science should be carried to
. .. ,i i ■ j j ., i • , ,, A CONSULTATION.
pei lection, it will be easy to detect an itching palm,
and the hand that would be ready to serve another at a pinch, might he discovered by the way in which
snuff is taken.
"P.S. I dare say, Sir, you've
heard of a tin shop, called the Little
Dust-Pan. Well, Sir, I've just
heard that within these two days
they've opened an ironmonger's at
Smithfleld, and what do you think
they've called that ?—Why, the
Little Gridiron ! Mercy on us !
Doesn't that look like Relations at
Borne?"
OUR RELATIONS WITH ROME.
[8lR John Tyrrell presents his compliments to Punch, and begs he will insert the sunioined in his
cosmopolitan columns. Sir. J. intended to read it in the House of Commons, but had left it at home
in another pocket. As Sir J. does not live (like a certain noble Lord) at Richmond, convenient to town,
and as he cannot wait another day for the House, he thinks it best to send the warning where it may most
universally apply. The letter is evidently written by one of the very industrious classes; one of those
deserving people who sit up all night, and then get up early in the morning to pursue their honest labour.]
" To Sir John Tyrrell.
"Respectable Sir John,
" Is it true, Sir, that whether or no, every one of us is to be made to have Relations at Rome ?
I, too, Sir, who have kept a lodging-house for twenty years (wife and widow) and never advertised for a
housemaid, that I didn't put at the end in big letters, ' No Irish need apply ? ' And why ? Because, Sir,
it is my solemn belief, like yours, that no boards can be scrubbed—that no fire-irons can be made to look
decent—no furniture dusted, and no pota'o biled by anybody as harbours the Catholic Religion. And
that's why, Sir John.
" Ana now for an Act of Parliament to make honest housekeepers have Relations at Rome ! (But, as
my poor dead husband used to say, it's just like the Whigs). To compel people whether they will or no—
and against all their argiments of flesh and blood—to have Relations that they never heard of afore, and
if they did, always despised 'em as heartily as if they'd been the poorest relations that ever worried people
well-to-do! But, I, and all my street, defy the Government. I 11 have no relations, as Mrs. Mac Thistle,
Our Gallant Tailors.
The next Commander-in-Chief
will be invested with a new and
higher rank. He will be called, in
all despatches, "The Commander-
and-Tailor- in-Chief of the British
Army."
At Woolwich there will be a
new department, to be called "The
Ordnance and Breeches Office."
It was reported that the new
shell-jackets were cut out after
the pattern of Earl Spencer.
This has been indignantly termed
by bis Lordship a " sheer inven-
tion," and a wicked attempt to pin
a malicious libel on to the back of
the Spencers.
Here's an Honour!
Our amusing contemporary,
Bell's Life, talking of the " Man-
chester and Salford Regatta," says,
"The Earl of Ellesmere honoured
the river with his presence on board
the steamer," &c. We wonder if
the river was sensible of the honour!
They do say it has grown so proud
since, that it will not bear anything
under a Duke now. A party of
merchants ventured out last Satur-
day, and were only saved from
drowning by there being the son of
a Baronet in the boat.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
HANDY PHRENOLOGY.
my neighbour, says, sitting on the
Seven Hills. No; I won't be made—
no, not by the best Act of Parliament
that ever trod—I won't be made
not so much as a cousin-german to
that Creature in Scarlet; and so
don't let the Whigs for a minute
believe it.
" My good Sir John, in these
awful times respectable lodging-
house keepers can only depend upon
people like you. Can't you make a
short law to tear up, root and
branch, all the Irish priests P It
would make so many respectable
people so comfortable. Can't you
go in a ship off Ireland, and inweigle
all the wretches aboard, and take
'em out to sea; and when in deep
water, couldn't you cut a hole in
the bottom of the ship, and so give
peace and quietness to England
and Ireland, besides lightening the
taxes and curing the potatoes ? Do
think of it.
" But as for our having Relations
at Home—we defy 'em, and disown
'em. It's all very well to say 'at
Rome,' but don't we know that if
we once acknowledge 'em as Rela-
""j " tit*"" TTiT^ "r "T" ""j :!/ -'"^SSKSL "tT.klXW'^^, .f-fW.I l{ tions, though ever so distant, they '11
world has contained. ^ e shall m future be ashamed \0 \^^^^&mm^M ' ' soon be Relations of the nearest
rather than proud of our delicately and proverbially || wjf %^^^^T^f^^^BSSSwSl\ I sort, depend upon it.
white baud, lesl it may be thought to show a phre- UM ^^jft^^^ii 3l|rTtfiPrPill1 " Your Obedient Servant,
nological affinity with the light-fingered tribe; but we Jy/ 'j fi^^^^%^^^Br^^^^^^^^W} "JaneNox"
shall look with interest to a fellow-crealure's knuckle, ~~
regarding it as a sort of knuckle-us of all his mental
qualities. We have long been familiar with the hand-
organ, yet we were never aware of the existence of
NrW LOT OP PHRENOLOGICAL CASTS.
A Book recently advertised, called " The Hand, Phrenologically Considered," developes a new mode of
ascertaining character, by getting it at our fingers'
ends; though, as for ourselves, we are not going to
have humbug palmed upon us in this very off-hand
manner. We shall of course be having a quantity
of plaster-cas+s, handing down to u9 the hands of illus-
trious men, whose length of finger will be said to
indicate the grasp of their intellect. We dare say
the hand of Werther will be distinguished by its
Werts; and we can imagine that the wrist will be
found fully developed in A-wristotle, A-wristides,
and the rest of the a-wristocracy of genius that the
the peculiar organs of the hand.until this new system
was propounded. If the science should be carried to
. .. ,i i ■ j j ., i • , ,, A CONSULTATION.
pei lection, it will be easy to detect an itching palm,
and the hand that would be ready to serve another at a pinch, might he discovered by the way in which
snuff is taken.
"P.S. I dare say, Sir, you've
heard of a tin shop, called the Little
Dust-Pan. Well, Sir, I've just
heard that within these two days
they've opened an ironmonger's at
Smithfleld, and what do you think
they've called that ?—Why, the
Little Gridiron ! Mercy on us !
Doesn't that look like Relations at
Borne?"
OUR RELATIONS WITH ROME.
[8lR John Tyrrell presents his compliments to Punch, and begs he will insert the sunioined in his
cosmopolitan columns. Sir. J. intended to read it in the House of Commons, but had left it at home
in another pocket. As Sir J. does not live (like a certain noble Lord) at Richmond, convenient to town,
and as he cannot wait another day for the House, he thinks it best to send the warning where it may most
universally apply. The letter is evidently written by one of the very industrious classes; one of those
deserving people who sit up all night, and then get up early in the morning to pursue their honest labour.]
" To Sir John Tyrrell.
"Respectable Sir John,
" Is it true, Sir, that whether or no, every one of us is to be made to have Relations at Rome ?
I, too, Sir, who have kept a lodging-house for twenty years (wife and widow) and never advertised for a
housemaid, that I didn't put at the end in big letters, ' No Irish need apply ? ' And why ? Because, Sir,
it is my solemn belief, like yours, that no boards can be scrubbed—that no fire-irons can be made to look
decent—no furniture dusted, and no pota'o biled by anybody as harbours the Catholic Religion. And
that's why, Sir John.
" Ana now for an Act of Parliament to make honest housekeepers have Relations at Rome ! (But, as
my poor dead husband used to say, it's just like the Whigs). To compel people whether they will or no—
and against all their argiments of flesh and blood—to have Relations that they never heard of afore, and
if they did, always despised 'em as heartily as if they'd been the poorest relations that ever worried people
well-to-do! But, I, and all my street, defy the Government. I 11 have no relations, as Mrs. Mac Thistle,
Our Gallant Tailors.
The next Commander-in-Chief
will be invested with a new and
higher rank. He will be called, in
all despatches, "The Commander-
and-Tailor- in-Chief of the British
Army."
At Woolwich there will be a
new department, to be called "The
Ordnance and Breeches Office."
It was reported that the new
shell-jackets were cut out after
the pattern of Earl Spencer.
This has been indignantly termed
by bis Lordship a " sheer inven-
tion," and a wicked attempt to pin
a malicious libel on to the back of
the Spencers.
Here's an Honour!
Our amusing contemporary,
Bell's Life, talking of the " Man-
chester and Salford Regatta," says,
"The Earl of Ellesmere honoured
the river with his presence on board
the steamer," &c. We wonder if
the river was sensible of the honour!
They do say it has grown so proud
since, that it will not bear anything
under a Duke now. A party of
merchants ventured out last Satur-
day, and were only saved from
drowning by there being the son of
a Baronet in the boat.