DOI Heft:
January to June, 1851
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16607#0136
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PUNCH, OK THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
AGRICULTURAL DISTRESS!
Whip. "Hold hard, Gentlemen! Ware Wheat! Wake Wheat!!"
Young Farmer. " Come on, Gentlemen. Never mind the Wheat—It \s only Thirty Shillings a Quarter !!!"
SATE US FROM OUR FRIENDS.
This is just now the cry among all the London householders, who are
receiving by every post threats of invasion from relations of every kind,
both near and distant; the latter lamenting, and offering to put an end
to the distance that has hitherto divided them. Every one in town who
has ever, by the slightest accident, or in the very commonest civility,
said to any one in the country, " I shall be happy to see you in London,'"
is getting notes from all quarters " accepting his friendly invitation,"
_ taking advantage of his polite offer," and stating that " the approach-
ing Exhibition offers a fitting opportunity for cementing that friendship
which circumstances alone have hitherto prevented from becoming
intimate." As for ourselves, we are so overrun with "acceptances,"
that we, who never failed to meet an acceptance of anvkind, are puzzled
how to accommodate the thousands who have promised to come and
take a bed for a few nights at our Office, at 85, Fleet Street. We can
only say, that our four posters—the four large bills outside our windows
—are at the service of any one who come; but Judy, with the family,
including of course, Toby, will require all the accommodation of our
household.
We recommend those who do not wish to be overrun with country
cousins, to lose no time in getting up a coolness as quicklv as possible,
and a few active mischief-makers might, for the first time'in their lives,
be usetully employed in fomenting family dissensions, calculated to last
until the Exhibition is over. There are many idle ladies of our ac-
quaintance, and everybody's acquaintance includes one or two of the
class, we dare say, who, being apparently fit for nothing else but back-
biting, may have lull scope in the present season for their amiable pro-
pensities ; since the setting of people together by the ears just now
may have the effect of keeping them apart "to their mutual advantage.
?U+f divided" is the sort of thin- that will be required to
prevent the London houses from getting too full, and there are plenty
ol goodmatured friends of both sexes who, we are sure, would be
only too glad to undertake the task of causing division everywhere
tmong familiar inends and acquaintances.
THE OPERATIC CAMPAIGN.
The Operatic war has commenced between the two_ great powers,
and the season seems favourable to hostilities on both sides; for there
are more than ordinary spoils to be won; the field is larger than ever;
and the eyes of Europe will be literally on the spot, to look on the
spectacle, or series of spectacles, that will be offered to them. The
campaign has been opened by Her Majesty's forces having struck the
first blow, with decided effect, on Saturday last while the Royal Italian
army waited a week before making its first decided movement. On
both sides there is a determined and well-disciplined band, under expe-
rienced leaders ; and advantage has been taken of the interval between
last and the present year's campaign, to fortify the weak posts on both
sides. The contest will be one of unusual interest; and we shall
frequently visit the seat of war, provided we find the seat agreeable.
Angling Extraordinary.
Lord Peter, a potentate of the angle—a fisherman of many years'
standing—has had an extraordinary "take." It appears that the old
angler is a wonderful hand at hooking maids; and recently landed a
maid in his landing-net, weighing the extraordinary weight of eighty
thousand pounds. The maid is to be seen—if Lord Petbr so willed it
—at one of his English country-houses, near Taunton. What makes the
capture of the maid still more wonderful, is the fact that the Fisherman
threw for her in the deep and muddy waters of Chancery. His tackle
is said to be very curious : his line being a string of beads, and his bait
a bit of white muslin—very like a veil.
A St. Paul's Sum.
Given,—The abuse bestowed upon the Dean and Chapter of St. Paul's
for the exaction of the twopence, with the amount of coppers taken.
What has been the receipt of the reverend body—More Kicks or
Halfpence ?
PUNCH, OK THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
AGRICULTURAL DISTRESS!
Whip. "Hold hard, Gentlemen! Ware Wheat! Wake Wheat!!"
Young Farmer. " Come on, Gentlemen. Never mind the Wheat—It \s only Thirty Shillings a Quarter !!!"
SATE US FROM OUR FRIENDS.
This is just now the cry among all the London householders, who are
receiving by every post threats of invasion from relations of every kind,
both near and distant; the latter lamenting, and offering to put an end
to the distance that has hitherto divided them. Every one in town who
has ever, by the slightest accident, or in the very commonest civility,
said to any one in the country, " I shall be happy to see you in London,'"
is getting notes from all quarters " accepting his friendly invitation,"
_ taking advantage of his polite offer," and stating that " the approach-
ing Exhibition offers a fitting opportunity for cementing that friendship
which circumstances alone have hitherto prevented from becoming
intimate." As for ourselves, we are so overrun with "acceptances,"
that we, who never failed to meet an acceptance of anvkind, are puzzled
how to accommodate the thousands who have promised to come and
take a bed for a few nights at our Office, at 85, Fleet Street. We can
only say, that our four posters—the four large bills outside our windows
—are at the service of any one who come; but Judy, with the family,
including of course, Toby, will require all the accommodation of our
household.
We recommend those who do not wish to be overrun with country
cousins, to lose no time in getting up a coolness as quicklv as possible,
and a few active mischief-makers might, for the first time'in their lives,
be usetully employed in fomenting family dissensions, calculated to last
until the Exhibition is over. There are many idle ladies of our ac-
quaintance, and everybody's acquaintance includes one or two of the
class, we dare say, who, being apparently fit for nothing else but back-
biting, may have lull scope in the present season for their amiable pro-
pensities ; since the setting of people together by the ears just now
may have the effect of keeping them apart "to their mutual advantage.
?U+f divided" is the sort of thin- that will be required to
prevent the London houses from getting too full, and there are plenty
ol goodmatured friends of both sexes who, we are sure, would be
only too glad to undertake the task of causing division everywhere
tmong familiar inends and acquaintances.
THE OPERATIC CAMPAIGN.
The Operatic war has commenced between the two_ great powers,
and the season seems favourable to hostilities on both sides; for there
are more than ordinary spoils to be won; the field is larger than ever;
and the eyes of Europe will be literally on the spot, to look on the
spectacle, or series of spectacles, that will be offered to them. The
campaign has been opened by Her Majesty's forces having struck the
first blow, with decided effect, on Saturday last while the Royal Italian
army waited a week before making its first decided movement. On
both sides there is a determined and well-disciplined band, under expe-
rienced leaders ; and advantage has been taken of the interval between
last and the present year's campaign, to fortify the weak posts on both
sides. The contest will be one of unusual interest; and we shall
frequently visit the seat of war, provided we find the seat agreeable.
Angling Extraordinary.
Lord Peter, a potentate of the angle—a fisherman of many years'
standing—has had an extraordinary "take." It appears that the old
angler is a wonderful hand at hooking maids; and recently landed a
maid in his landing-net, weighing the extraordinary weight of eighty
thousand pounds. The maid is to be seen—if Lord Petbr so willed it
—at one of his English country-houses, near Taunton. What makes the
capture of the maid still more wonderful, is the fact that the Fisherman
threw for her in the deep and muddy waters of Chancery. His tackle
is said to be very curious : his line being a string of beads, and his bait
a bit of white muslin—very like a veil.
A St. Paul's Sum.
Given,—The abuse bestowed upon the Dean and Chapter of St. Paul's
for the exaction of the twopence, with the amount of coppers taken.
What has been the receipt of the reverend body—More Kicks or
Halfpence ?