DOI Heft:
July to December, 1849
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16604#0203
PUNCH. OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
191
BREAKEBS A-HE AD, ON A RAILWAY.
A paragraph in the Daily News calls attention to the height, or rather the lowness
of the bridges on the Epsom Railway, which renders it dangerous for a third-class passenger
to stand up in a carriage while passing under one of the bridges, lest he should unfor-
tunately meet with a sort of breaker a-head, which he would be sure to break his head
against. We are all aware that "life's but a span ;" though none of us wish the span to
be shortened by the span of a railway bridge being too contracted to allow us to go
under it, and causing us to undergo a rather alarming process. It is too bad that our
chances of safety on a railway, should be abridged by an undue abridgment in the height
of the bridges. If the directors cannot be made amenable to an ordinary Court of Law,
we recommend an appeal to the Court of Arches, for the purpose of getting the will of
the public properly administered to.
QUESTIONS FOR CHRISTENDOM.
{At the Service of the Peace Congress.)
Squares warfare with the Christian creed ?
May nations bear their neighbours' hate,
Forbid in private thought or deed?—
Is vengeance lawful to a State ?
Are only individual men
Bound good for evil to return,
Whilst, doing wrong for wrong again,
Whole peoples may with malice burn ?
Is each to bear, forbear, and trust
That what is best will sure befall F
Is what for each is wise and just,
" Utopian," and aosurd for ail ?
Was Christianity but meant
The lit lie passions to control,
The appetites—the senses' bent
Of the mere isolated soul ?
Thus small, thus narrow is its scheme ?
Hhs it no larger scope or plan ?
Its code of morals do ye deem
But folly for collective man ?
If such your thought—and answer you,
Ordained its mysteries to teach—
Do you account your doctrine true ?
Do you believe in what you preach ?
Prince Albert has created Sir James Duke a
Baronet. This was done to commemorate His Royal
Highness's Yisit to the Coal Exchange—as the
Prince said, " 1 look upon Sir James Duke as
the finest specimen of the ' Best Lord Mayor's.' "
We are sure that not a person in the City will for
a moment dispute this royal,—nay, this imperial—
measure of the Prince.
HEROISM IN WANT.
Let Punch speak a word to the rich and well-to-do for William
Trafford, late policeman, now nothing. For the history of his present
nothingness has about it a glow of real glory, that should not be its only
reward ; seeing that such reward results in want and final starvation.
On the 14th of May, 1849, William Trafford of the S Division of
police was present at a fire in College Place, Camden Town. He saved
the lives of seven persons from a certain and agonising death. Two
persons, screaming for aid from a top storey, were desired by Trafford
to fall upon him. They did so, escaping with little injury. But
Trafford the hero was terribly shaken ; the shock he suffered for
some time rendered him utterly helpless : and he has only partially
recovered his former strength. He received £20 reward and a—medal.
He is now with a wife and children without the means of support, in
consequence of his long illness and his inability to go to any active work.
The poor man's case was incidentally made known last week at the
Mansion House. Before this sheet appears, we doubt not that many
blessed with the means of aiding heroic misfortune caused by a virtuous
act, will have undrawn their purses in favour of William Trafford.
His medal must not be his only piece of silver. Though, by the way,
who would not rather have the solitary medal of a Traffobd than the
score of medals of a Haynau ? The one Order of Virtue tried by Fire,
—than the Austrian's twenty Orders of Fire and Murder ?
What Lies at the Bottom of Ireland's Misery ? The Potato.
Serjeant Murphy has not been successful at Cork. His friends
wanted to force him down the inhabitants' throats, but they set their
teeth against him, and the poor Serjeant has been dropt, comme une
fomme-de-terre toute chaude, as Jenkins would say. Let us hope that
reland's next move will be, to throw out the potato altogether, since it
has already begun by flinging over a Murphy.
change for twopence ?
The Gazette announces the appointment of the Rev. Mr. Milman
to be Dean of St. Paul's, vice Doctor Copleston, deceased. Is this
to be interpreted as the announcement of " Gratis to the Cathedral,
vice Twopence Defunct?"
ROASTED ORANGE.
Ip Old Fox were living in these days he might add a chapter to his
"Book of Martyrs." Know all Englishmen, that in the North of
Ireland—Irish though the statement itself may seem—-Protestants
have just been roasted alive by Kentish fire. The Ulster Protestant
Association held a meeting at Belfast on Tuesday last week. Thereat,
the Dean of Ardagh made a speech, in the course of which he
alluded to t.he Battle of the Boyne and William the Third. " Here,"
says the Times, " the meeting set up the Kentish fire, and continued
performing it for some minutes." A little further on we read that (in
connection with something about a Popish bishop) "groans" were
uttered; no doubt by the sufferers in the flames: for the groans in
relation to Popery were almost incessant during the Dean's oration.
On Mr. Jones, High Sheriff of Down, rising to address the Meeting,
the Kentish fire again burst forth " from all parts of the hall." In
the next speech, by the Rev. Mr. MTllwaine, no less than four
outbreaks of Kentish fire occurred, and—in proof that we do not mis-
represent facts—the report informs us that " The reverend gentleman
concluded amid the Kentish fire by declaring that he did not despair of
the Protestant cause."
The Archdeacon of Dromore evidently shared ihe fate, as he
quoted the words, of Latimer. At the end of his address he " called
upon his brethren to be of good cheer, for that day would kindle a
flame in England which he trusted . . . would never be extin-
guished." Thereon immediately followed Kentish fire.
The Rev. Mr. Drew rose " amid a tremendous demonstration of the
Kentish fire, with cries of ' keep it up.' "
It is manifest that the fare at the Belfast Meeting consisted of stakes
for several. The victims, however, it must in candour be stated,
rushed voluntarily into flames of the'r own kindling; and those who
are fanatical enough to play with Kentish fire must expect to burn
their fingers.
A True Astrologer.
We perceive that Zadkiel's Almanack is advertised as " Just Out."
Since Mr. Zadkiel, last year, predicted nothing but woe and calamity
to happen to these islands during the present; whereas prosperity-
thank Heaven, but in spite of the stars-—is daily increasing: his adver-
tisement of "Just Out," at least, tells the truth about his Almanack.
191
BREAKEBS A-HE AD, ON A RAILWAY.
A paragraph in the Daily News calls attention to the height, or rather the lowness
of the bridges on the Epsom Railway, which renders it dangerous for a third-class passenger
to stand up in a carriage while passing under one of the bridges, lest he should unfor-
tunately meet with a sort of breaker a-head, which he would be sure to break his head
against. We are all aware that "life's but a span ;" though none of us wish the span to
be shortened by the span of a railway bridge being too contracted to allow us to go
under it, and causing us to undergo a rather alarming process. It is too bad that our
chances of safety on a railway, should be abridged by an undue abridgment in the height
of the bridges. If the directors cannot be made amenable to an ordinary Court of Law,
we recommend an appeal to the Court of Arches, for the purpose of getting the will of
the public properly administered to.
QUESTIONS FOR CHRISTENDOM.
{At the Service of the Peace Congress.)
Squares warfare with the Christian creed ?
May nations bear their neighbours' hate,
Forbid in private thought or deed?—
Is vengeance lawful to a State ?
Are only individual men
Bound good for evil to return,
Whilst, doing wrong for wrong again,
Whole peoples may with malice burn ?
Is each to bear, forbear, and trust
That what is best will sure befall F
Is what for each is wise and just,
" Utopian," and aosurd for ail ?
Was Christianity but meant
The lit lie passions to control,
The appetites—the senses' bent
Of the mere isolated soul ?
Thus small, thus narrow is its scheme ?
Hhs it no larger scope or plan ?
Its code of morals do ye deem
But folly for collective man ?
If such your thought—and answer you,
Ordained its mysteries to teach—
Do you account your doctrine true ?
Do you believe in what you preach ?
Prince Albert has created Sir James Duke a
Baronet. This was done to commemorate His Royal
Highness's Yisit to the Coal Exchange—as the
Prince said, " 1 look upon Sir James Duke as
the finest specimen of the ' Best Lord Mayor's.' "
We are sure that not a person in the City will for
a moment dispute this royal,—nay, this imperial—
measure of the Prince.
HEROISM IN WANT.
Let Punch speak a word to the rich and well-to-do for William
Trafford, late policeman, now nothing. For the history of his present
nothingness has about it a glow of real glory, that should not be its only
reward ; seeing that such reward results in want and final starvation.
On the 14th of May, 1849, William Trafford of the S Division of
police was present at a fire in College Place, Camden Town. He saved
the lives of seven persons from a certain and agonising death. Two
persons, screaming for aid from a top storey, were desired by Trafford
to fall upon him. They did so, escaping with little injury. But
Trafford the hero was terribly shaken ; the shock he suffered for
some time rendered him utterly helpless : and he has only partially
recovered his former strength. He received £20 reward and a—medal.
He is now with a wife and children without the means of support, in
consequence of his long illness and his inability to go to any active work.
The poor man's case was incidentally made known last week at the
Mansion House. Before this sheet appears, we doubt not that many
blessed with the means of aiding heroic misfortune caused by a virtuous
act, will have undrawn their purses in favour of William Trafford.
His medal must not be his only piece of silver. Though, by the way,
who would not rather have the solitary medal of a Traffobd than the
score of medals of a Haynau ? The one Order of Virtue tried by Fire,
—than the Austrian's twenty Orders of Fire and Murder ?
What Lies at the Bottom of Ireland's Misery ? The Potato.
Serjeant Murphy has not been successful at Cork. His friends
wanted to force him down the inhabitants' throats, but they set their
teeth against him, and the poor Serjeant has been dropt, comme une
fomme-de-terre toute chaude, as Jenkins would say. Let us hope that
reland's next move will be, to throw out the potato altogether, since it
has already begun by flinging over a Murphy.
change for twopence ?
The Gazette announces the appointment of the Rev. Mr. Milman
to be Dean of St. Paul's, vice Doctor Copleston, deceased. Is this
to be interpreted as the announcement of " Gratis to the Cathedral,
vice Twopence Defunct?"
ROASTED ORANGE.
Ip Old Fox were living in these days he might add a chapter to his
"Book of Martyrs." Know all Englishmen, that in the North of
Ireland—Irish though the statement itself may seem—-Protestants
have just been roasted alive by Kentish fire. The Ulster Protestant
Association held a meeting at Belfast on Tuesday last week. Thereat,
the Dean of Ardagh made a speech, in the course of which he
alluded to t.he Battle of the Boyne and William the Third. " Here,"
says the Times, " the meeting set up the Kentish fire, and continued
performing it for some minutes." A little further on we read that (in
connection with something about a Popish bishop) "groans" were
uttered; no doubt by the sufferers in the flames: for the groans in
relation to Popery were almost incessant during the Dean's oration.
On Mr. Jones, High Sheriff of Down, rising to address the Meeting,
the Kentish fire again burst forth " from all parts of the hall." In
the next speech, by the Rev. Mr. MTllwaine, no less than four
outbreaks of Kentish fire occurred, and—in proof that we do not mis-
represent facts—the report informs us that " The reverend gentleman
concluded amid the Kentish fire by declaring that he did not despair of
the Protestant cause."
The Archdeacon of Dromore evidently shared ihe fate, as he
quoted the words, of Latimer. At the end of his address he " called
upon his brethren to be of good cheer, for that day would kindle a
flame in England which he trusted . . . would never be extin-
guished." Thereon immediately followed Kentish fire.
The Rev. Mr. Drew rose " amid a tremendous demonstration of the
Kentish fire, with cries of ' keep it up.' "
It is manifest that the fare at the Belfast Meeting consisted of stakes
for several. The victims, however, it must in candour be stated,
rushed voluntarily into flames of the'r own kindling; and those who
are fanatical enough to play with Kentish fire must expect to burn
their fingers.
A True Astrologer.
We perceive that Zadkiel's Almanack is advertised as " Just Out."
Since Mr. Zadkiel, last year, predicted nothing but woe and calamity
to happen to these islands during the present; whereas prosperity-
thank Heaven, but in spite of the stars-—is daily increasing: his adver-
tisement of "Just Out," at least, tells the truth about his Almanack.