PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
43
HERALDIC FRAGMENTS.
Nobody has a right to a " coat " who has never had a grant of one;
but many assume them on credit, or get credit for them, we should say,
on very questionable grounds.
When you marry an heiress, you quarter the arms of her house—
when she has money, you quarter yourself in her house, likewise.
Various ugly animals are borne in Heraldry, as they are borne with in
society—conventionally. Eor instance, a man may carry a "boar" about
with him, but then he is a recognised form of boar—as argent, or or—
a boar with money; or proper, a respectable boar; or " in chief," a well-
to-do eminent boar He bears perhaps a " lion " in his field (or garden)
but the "lion," besides being a colourable one, is usually a saliant, or
leaping-up-in-the-world lion, and displays conspicuously a dexter (that
is to say, dexterous) paw, or is coucluint (snugly placed), or gardant,
taking care of himself, or otherwise in. a very good " position." In
Heraldry, as in life, everything depends on a denned position. Every
" creature" is known by that; and, except in defined position, not
known or borne by anybody at all. A few years ago, as we all remember,
the Stag was seen everywhere—in very good coats indeed. The stag
trippant went about very gaily; the stag " displayed," most houses
patronised: soon afterwards, however, the stag lost his conventional
position—and was ruined. A stag pauperised is not known in Heraldry !
Animals, in parts, are used a good deal in Heraldry: thus a lion's
paw, a griffin's claw, may stand independently by themselves—the
honour lies in their being the parts of power. So in society, one is
tolerated for his satire; another for his head.
Be careful to distinguish, in describing "creatures," their attitudes.
Thus a bird volant, is flying; regardant, looking towards you. Eor
example—if you should see a dun regardant, take very good care to be
volant directly!
" Differences " in Heraldry, like differences in life, have their origin in
family matters. A difference is worn by a son to show his numerical
order in the family. Thus, a third son wears a " mollet" for his
difference; though many a younger son in life finds that a difference
leads to his having no mollet, mullet, or other fish, at all accessible.
HOHENLONDON
The remit of an Awful Engagement on the part of Heb Majesty to
honour the City Ball with her presence.
In London, when folks' taste was low,
They used to like the Loud Mayor's Show ;
But now 'tis voted very slow—
A dull affair, decidedly.
But London show'd another sight,
When the Queen came on Wednesday night,
Escorted, through a blaze of light,
To join the City revelry.
At every window, smart array'd,
Sat Civic lass and Cockney blade;
And all the populace hoorayed
To see the Royal pageantry.
Then shook St. Paul's, with shouting riven ;
Then rush'd the steeds, up Cheapside driven;
And still more stunning cheers were given
By noisy British loyalty.
But noisier yet the crowd will grow,
Through King Street, as the Queen shall go
To Guildhall, there—on gouty toe—
To see her hosts dance heavily.
The concourse thickens ! Heroes brave,
Who flash the bull's eye on the knave,
Wave, Crushers, all your truncheons wave,
And charge them with the cavalry !
The Hall is gained ; but, lo ! what fun!
As to a ball, the Sovereign's done!
Except her suite, there's room for none
To dance before Heb, Majesty.
Few, few can polk where many meet,
And have no space to kick their feet;
The Hop a failure was, complete;
The Supper went off decently.
THE POPE'S ARMY.
The Pope may laugh at Loed John's Bill, and at the Thesigeh
improvements of the same ; for the Pope has an army fighting in the
very heart of England—fighting in the cause of Popery to the confusion
of the English Church. Scarcely an English Bishop but is enrolled—
enrolled at his own banker's—in the Pope's service. Scarcely an
English Bishop who does not—it may be unconsciously—bring thou-
sands of mercenaries in aid of what he loves to denounce as the Scarlet
Harlot. And nevertheless he does her service, blindly battling for her
abominations. Here is one Bishop—let him wear the mitre whom the
mitre fits—one Prince of the Protestant Church; a Prince professing
the meekness and self-denial of the Christian state, who, in the course
of fourteen years, has received no less than £79,639 19s. 8fc£ over his
salary; such annual salary—for the purchase of camel's hair, locusts, and
wild honey—being only eight thousand pounds per annum !
With the Pope invading us—invading and proselytizing—do not the
very Bishops fight for him ? Unconsciously, no doubt: nevertheless,
every pound so retained by a Bishop is a mercenary on the side of his
Holiness. And this admitted, at this hour Pope Pius the Ninth has
an army of hundreds of thousands strong fighting for him—actively
battling — although locked up in the coffers of Protestant Bishops.
We would advise them, with all speed, to disband such unhallowed
forces.
43
HERALDIC FRAGMENTS.
Nobody has a right to a " coat " who has never had a grant of one;
but many assume them on credit, or get credit for them, we should say,
on very questionable grounds.
When you marry an heiress, you quarter the arms of her house—
when she has money, you quarter yourself in her house, likewise.
Various ugly animals are borne in Heraldry, as they are borne with in
society—conventionally. Eor instance, a man may carry a "boar" about
with him, but then he is a recognised form of boar—as argent, or or—
a boar with money; or proper, a respectable boar; or " in chief," a well-
to-do eminent boar He bears perhaps a " lion " in his field (or garden)
but the "lion," besides being a colourable one, is usually a saliant, or
leaping-up-in-the-world lion, and displays conspicuously a dexter (that
is to say, dexterous) paw, or is coucluint (snugly placed), or gardant,
taking care of himself, or otherwise in. a very good " position." In
Heraldry, as in life, everything depends on a denned position. Every
" creature" is known by that; and, except in defined position, not
known or borne by anybody at all. A few years ago, as we all remember,
the Stag was seen everywhere—in very good coats indeed. The stag
trippant went about very gaily; the stag " displayed," most houses
patronised: soon afterwards, however, the stag lost his conventional
position—and was ruined. A stag pauperised is not known in Heraldry !
Animals, in parts, are used a good deal in Heraldry: thus a lion's
paw, a griffin's claw, may stand independently by themselves—the
honour lies in their being the parts of power. So in society, one is
tolerated for his satire; another for his head.
Be careful to distinguish, in describing "creatures," their attitudes.
Thus a bird volant, is flying; regardant, looking towards you. Eor
example—if you should see a dun regardant, take very good care to be
volant directly!
" Differences " in Heraldry, like differences in life, have their origin in
family matters. A difference is worn by a son to show his numerical
order in the family. Thus, a third son wears a " mollet" for his
difference; though many a younger son in life finds that a difference
leads to his having no mollet, mullet, or other fish, at all accessible.
HOHENLONDON
The remit of an Awful Engagement on the part of Heb Majesty to
honour the City Ball with her presence.
In London, when folks' taste was low,
They used to like the Loud Mayor's Show ;
But now 'tis voted very slow—
A dull affair, decidedly.
But London show'd another sight,
When the Queen came on Wednesday night,
Escorted, through a blaze of light,
To join the City revelry.
At every window, smart array'd,
Sat Civic lass and Cockney blade;
And all the populace hoorayed
To see the Royal pageantry.
Then shook St. Paul's, with shouting riven ;
Then rush'd the steeds, up Cheapside driven;
And still more stunning cheers were given
By noisy British loyalty.
But noisier yet the crowd will grow,
Through King Street, as the Queen shall go
To Guildhall, there—on gouty toe—
To see her hosts dance heavily.
The concourse thickens ! Heroes brave,
Who flash the bull's eye on the knave,
Wave, Crushers, all your truncheons wave,
And charge them with the cavalry !
The Hall is gained ; but, lo ! what fun!
As to a ball, the Sovereign's done!
Except her suite, there's room for none
To dance before Heb, Majesty.
Few, few can polk where many meet,
And have no space to kick their feet;
The Hop a failure was, complete;
The Supper went off decently.
THE POPE'S ARMY.
The Pope may laugh at Loed John's Bill, and at the Thesigeh
improvements of the same ; for the Pope has an army fighting in the
very heart of England—fighting in the cause of Popery to the confusion
of the English Church. Scarcely an English Bishop but is enrolled—
enrolled at his own banker's—in the Pope's service. Scarcely an
English Bishop who does not—it may be unconsciously—bring thou-
sands of mercenaries in aid of what he loves to denounce as the Scarlet
Harlot. And nevertheless he does her service, blindly battling for her
abominations. Here is one Bishop—let him wear the mitre whom the
mitre fits—one Prince of the Protestant Church; a Prince professing
the meekness and self-denial of the Christian state, who, in the course
of fourteen years, has received no less than £79,639 19s. 8fc£ over his
salary; such annual salary—for the purchase of camel's hair, locusts, and
wild honey—being only eight thousand pounds per annum !
With the Pope invading us—invading and proselytizing—do not the
very Bishops fight for him ? Unconsciously, no doubt: nevertheless,
every pound so retained by a Bishop is a mercenary on the side of his
Holiness. And this admitted, at this hour Pope Pius the Ninth has
an army of hundreds of thousands strong fighting for him—actively
battling — although locked up in the coffers of Protestant Bishops.
We would advise them, with all speed, to disband such unhallowed
forces.