DOI Heft:
July to December, 1848
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16547#0142
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
135
The same "singleness of purpose" wl ith is observable in the ward
robe of the retainer, whatever may he the e a, the clime, or the interest
in which we find him, may be noticed also
in the dramatic old man, the dramatic soldier,
and the dramatic nobleman. Senility knows
no other distinction than a coachman's wig:,
black satin breeches, a laced coat, and high-
lows with steel buckles in them, and a huge
walking-stick, to mark the testiness of age
by repeated raps
on the floor; and
the stage sol-
diery, whether
fighting for
King George
or King Louis.
in the days of
the League, in
the time pf the
Crusades, or at
the era of the
French Revolution, are all fo be seen in the
same coat, the tame cap, and with the same
cartridge-box, upon every occasion, and
under every Government.
The Theatrical Marquis is also an animal
sui generis, with his cotton-velvet doublet,
his goose-quill feather, and his seedy satin
trunks, which characterise the stage noble-
man of every state and of every period.
Usurper or no usurper, rightful heir or
wrongful heir, legitimate prince or pretender, whether given to tyranny
or banquets, distributing purses or curse3, signing pardons or d<ath-
warrants, reigning in Naples or Nova Scotia, Civita Vtcchia or Chelsea,
it is all the same; a Dramatic Marquis may be alwajs known by his
velvet cloak, his silk creased calves, his cockatoo-plumed cap, his attitude,
and his beer-choked utterance.
Wanted, a Librarian—with no Prospects.
The National Advertiser (Glasgow) of the 6th inst. was enriched with
these golden lines, set. forth as tidings of peculiar promise to students
knowing in Hebrew, Greek, and German :—
TyANTED, a LIBRARIAN for-LIBRARY, who will be required to
give his whole time and attention to the Business of the Library. None need
apply whose present intentions or prospects are towards any profession or business
that may lead them to retire from the situation at a future period. Preference will
be given to a Candidate who can read the Hebrew, Greek, and German characters.
The emoluments will be about £60 per annum. Security for intromissions to the
amount of £200 will be required.
Applications, under sealed covers, addressed to " The Lord Provost, President of
-'s Library," must be ltfc at the City Chamberlain's Office, on or btfore Twelve
o'clock of Monday the 25th instant.
-'a Library Hall, Sept. 6, 1848.
Seldom is it, in this world of money-bags, that the student and philo-
sopher, who must eat, has proffered to him such a retreat from the noise
and contention of the earth. Here is a bower offered him—a bower
planted from slips of the "groves of Academe," Here may the scholar
give his whole time, every waking thought, to the delights of a Library.
He may—nay, he must—spend his every day beneath the tree of
knowledge, rustling its leaves, and now and then taking a bite of the
fruit. And then, how sagacious, how provident of the patron or patrons
to do the best to insure to the Librarian a life-long employment! The
future is kindly 1 aken from him. He leaves Hope at the threshold:
there it is, with the dirt from his shoes, on the door-mat. He is to
have no "prospect" toward "any profession or business!" His
"future" is a dead-wall; and on it written "£60 per annum—no
thoroughfare ! " He knows at once the worst of life and—best. Thus,
insured from the vexatious, tantalizing emotions that busy and divert
the energy of man from the time present, luring him, Jack-o'-lantern-
like, to the distant, the Librarian with his £60 per annum may exclaim
with Wolsey—
" Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye 1"
In the quarterly or half-yearly receipt for his wages is his written
abdication from all the luxuries and many of the comforts of his vain
existence!
Thus chastened by salary, our Librarian—his soul going round in the
shop like a squirrel in its piison—now and then gathers himself up for
Hebrew, Greek, and German. Happy man! if he may have no
prospects in this world, he has comforting glances at the past. For
Hebrew takes him back among the Shepherd-kings; he hears their
very words ; and his spirit—playing truant from-'s Library Hall,
Glasgow—takes a delicious draught of the original at Rebecca's Well.
Greek introduces him to the best intimacy with Plato ; and he is,
when he will, one of his bright Republicans. In lighter, gayer moments,
German makes him the rollicking co-mate of Faust or Wallenstein. And
tins, too, for life !
FRENCHMEN WHO STICK UP FOR EVERYTHING, AND
STICK AT NOTHING.
The Battle of the Constitution stems to be fought in France upon
the dead walls. Their Registrars are bill-stickers. Sometimes they come
into collision, when the rival battalions stick it into one another in a
style that cannot be pleasant, excepting to those who are in the habit of
meeting and taking up bills. One day Louis-Napoleon is in the
ascendant; the next, he is pasted over with CavaignaC In 1he
morning Paris is stained wiih the sheets of the Red Republic ; and in
the evening it is completely riddled with the fiery broadsides of the
rapacious Communists, who, it is to be hoped, will always be sent to the
wall, and always kept theie, since their aim is to board everything.
These battles, however, are rarely attended with any other loss than
that of a smart brush or two, and the combatants, who are generally
great sticklers for outwaid forms, do not break the laws of Convention
more than pulling down everything which they are not paid to main-
tain. With them, "a bus Henri V.!" and " a bus" this, that, and the
other, and everybody, is not only a cry, but a fact, which they proceed
vigorously to carry out, unless they have rt ceived some vtry weighty
reasons to support the Hero of the Hour in the temporary elevation
which they may have given him. If ?ou want to reign over Paris, and
to have your name becon.e a household word, >ou must not, disaffect
the army, or bribe the "incorruptibles," or undermine the "Montague,"
or make all right with the gauche, but you must buy up all the bill-
stickers. The throne of France (if there is to be hud such an article
at any frippier's) is to be gained, not by a covp de main, but by a bold
stroke of the paste-brush. Louis Napoleon, it is said, has the greatest
chance, owing to i he fact, of which he is very tenacious, that there is
more paste about him than any other pretender.
OUR OWN LITTLE RAILWAY ONCE MORE !
The half-yearly meeting of shareholders in our pet Railway at
Kensington, has just taken place, and ihe usual clamour was got up
for the working of the line. Not satisfied with the Great Western
having bought it, the shareholders call upon that Company to work it.
but Messes. Glyn, Brukel, and Saukders, think they have done
quite enough in setting a couple of creepers to run upon the Line.
We think so too ; for we do not quite see the use of re-establishing the
communication between the Scrubs of Wormwood, and the shiubs of
Warwick Square, or sending a lot of guards and policemen rattling
backwards and forwards between Shepherd's Bush and the Hand and
Flower, bringing nothing but misery in their train.
We understood that, there was some talk of an extension branch;
but we found on inquiry, that, the rumour arose from the old elder at
one of the stations, who has been sending forth several new branches
from his trunk line. We believe the Electric Telegraph is let out for
the purpose of drying clothes; and an Act will be applied for, to give
the concern the name of the Great Kensington Clothes Line, in the
next Session of Parliament.
les " sweets" d une revolution.
A Pastry-Cook says it is a pity the dinner never was given to Louis
Blanc, "it would have such a sight of ' Blanc-Mange.'"
135
The same "singleness of purpose" wl ith is observable in the ward
robe of the retainer, whatever may he the e a, the clime, or the interest
in which we find him, may be noticed also
in the dramatic old man, the dramatic soldier,
and the dramatic nobleman. Senility knows
no other distinction than a coachman's wig:,
black satin breeches, a laced coat, and high-
lows with steel buckles in them, and a huge
walking-stick, to mark the testiness of age
by repeated raps
on the floor; and
the stage sol-
diery, whether
fighting for
King George
or King Louis.
in the days of
the League, in
the time pf the
Crusades, or at
the era of the
French Revolution, are all fo be seen in the
same coat, the tame cap, and with the same
cartridge-box, upon every occasion, and
under every Government.
The Theatrical Marquis is also an animal
sui generis, with his cotton-velvet doublet,
his goose-quill feather, and his seedy satin
trunks, which characterise the stage noble-
man of every state and of every period.
Usurper or no usurper, rightful heir or
wrongful heir, legitimate prince or pretender, whether given to tyranny
or banquets, distributing purses or curse3, signing pardons or d<ath-
warrants, reigning in Naples or Nova Scotia, Civita Vtcchia or Chelsea,
it is all the same; a Dramatic Marquis may be alwajs known by his
velvet cloak, his silk creased calves, his cockatoo-plumed cap, his attitude,
and his beer-choked utterance.
Wanted, a Librarian—with no Prospects.
The National Advertiser (Glasgow) of the 6th inst. was enriched with
these golden lines, set. forth as tidings of peculiar promise to students
knowing in Hebrew, Greek, and German :—
TyANTED, a LIBRARIAN for-LIBRARY, who will be required to
give his whole time and attention to the Business of the Library. None need
apply whose present intentions or prospects are towards any profession or business
that may lead them to retire from the situation at a future period. Preference will
be given to a Candidate who can read the Hebrew, Greek, and German characters.
The emoluments will be about £60 per annum. Security for intromissions to the
amount of £200 will be required.
Applications, under sealed covers, addressed to " The Lord Provost, President of
-'s Library," must be ltfc at the City Chamberlain's Office, on or btfore Twelve
o'clock of Monday the 25th instant.
-'a Library Hall, Sept. 6, 1848.
Seldom is it, in this world of money-bags, that the student and philo-
sopher, who must eat, has proffered to him such a retreat from the noise
and contention of the earth. Here is a bower offered him—a bower
planted from slips of the "groves of Academe," Here may the scholar
give his whole time, every waking thought, to the delights of a Library.
He may—nay, he must—spend his every day beneath the tree of
knowledge, rustling its leaves, and now and then taking a bite of the
fruit. And then, how sagacious, how provident of the patron or patrons
to do the best to insure to the Librarian a life-long employment! The
future is kindly 1 aken from him. He leaves Hope at the threshold:
there it is, with the dirt from his shoes, on the door-mat. He is to
have no "prospect" toward "any profession or business!" His
"future" is a dead-wall; and on it written "£60 per annum—no
thoroughfare ! " He knows at once the worst of life and—best. Thus,
insured from the vexatious, tantalizing emotions that busy and divert
the energy of man from the time present, luring him, Jack-o'-lantern-
like, to the distant, the Librarian with his £60 per annum may exclaim
with Wolsey—
" Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye 1"
In the quarterly or half-yearly receipt for his wages is his written
abdication from all the luxuries and many of the comforts of his vain
existence!
Thus chastened by salary, our Librarian—his soul going round in the
shop like a squirrel in its piison—now and then gathers himself up for
Hebrew, Greek, and German. Happy man! if he may have no
prospects in this world, he has comforting glances at the past. For
Hebrew takes him back among the Shepherd-kings; he hears their
very words ; and his spirit—playing truant from-'s Library Hall,
Glasgow—takes a delicious draught of the original at Rebecca's Well.
Greek introduces him to the best intimacy with Plato ; and he is,
when he will, one of his bright Republicans. In lighter, gayer moments,
German makes him the rollicking co-mate of Faust or Wallenstein. And
tins, too, for life !
FRENCHMEN WHO STICK UP FOR EVERYTHING, AND
STICK AT NOTHING.
The Battle of the Constitution stems to be fought in France upon
the dead walls. Their Registrars are bill-stickers. Sometimes they come
into collision, when the rival battalions stick it into one another in a
style that cannot be pleasant, excepting to those who are in the habit of
meeting and taking up bills. One day Louis-Napoleon is in the
ascendant; the next, he is pasted over with CavaignaC In 1he
morning Paris is stained wiih the sheets of the Red Republic ; and in
the evening it is completely riddled with the fiery broadsides of the
rapacious Communists, who, it is to be hoped, will always be sent to the
wall, and always kept theie, since their aim is to board everything.
These battles, however, are rarely attended with any other loss than
that of a smart brush or two, and the combatants, who are generally
great sticklers for outwaid forms, do not break the laws of Convention
more than pulling down everything which they are not paid to main-
tain. With them, "a bus Henri V.!" and " a bus" this, that, and the
other, and everybody, is not only a cry, but a fact, which they proceed
vigorously to carry out, unless they have rt ceived some vtry weighty
reasons to support the Hero of the Hour in the temporary elevation
which they may have given him. If ?ou want to reign over Paris, and
to have your name becon.e a household word, >ou must not, disaffect
the army, or bribe the "incorruptibles," or undermine the "Montague,"
or make all right with the gauche, but you must buy up all the bill-
stickers. The throne of France (if there is to be hud such an article
at any frippier's) is to be gained, not by a covp de main, but by a bold
stroke of the paste-brush. Louis Napoleon, it is said, has the greatest
chance, owing to i he fact, of which he is very tenacious, that there is
more paste about him than any other pretender.
OUR OWN LITTLE RAILWAY ONCE MORE !
The half-yearly meeting of shareholders in our pet Railway at
Kensington, has just taken place, and ihe usual clamour was got up
for the working of the line. Not satisfied with the Great Western
having bought it, the shareholders call upon that Company to work it.
but Messes. Glyn, Brukel, and Saukders, think they have done
quite enough in setting a couple of creepers to run upon the Line.
We think so too ; for we do not quite see the use of re-establishing the
communication between the Scrubs of Wormwood, and the shiubs of
Warwick Square, or sending a lot of guards and policemen rattling
backwards and forwards between Shepherd's Bush and the Hand and
Flower, bringing nothing but misery in their train.
We understood that, there was some talk of an extension branch;
but we found on inquiry, that, the rumour arose from the old elder at
one of the stations, who has been sending forth several new branches
from his trunk line. We believe the Electric Telegraph is let out for
the purpose of drying clothes; and an Act will be applied for, to give
the concern the name of the Great Kensington Clothes Line, in the
next Session of Parliament.
les " sweets" d une revolution.
A Pastry-Cook says it is a pity the dinner never was given to Louis
Blanc, "it would have such a sight of ' Blanc-Mange.'"