DOI Heft:
July to December, 1851
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16608#0172
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
APROPOS OF BLOOMERISM.
No. 1. {who is looking at the Print of the Bloomer Costume). " Well, now, upon my wobd,
I don't see anything Ridiculous in it. I shall certainly adopt it."
No. 2. "Fob, my part, I so thoroughly despise Conventionality, that I have
ordered all my New Things to be made in that very Rational Style !"
KOSSUTH !
An Impromptu Lisped in Numbers, by a " Swell.'
Some fella said the papers say
That patwiot, who so vewy neeaw
Was being hanged the othaw day—
Kossuth—is corning over heeaw.
I wondaw why they make a fuss
About his landing on our shaw;
I don't see what it is to us :
I only think the man's a Baw !
What has he done, I want to know ?
Fought against tywants ?—vewy well—
There's other fellas have done so :
Faw instance, there was William Tell
They say the man's a hewo—twue—
But we've had bewos, lots, befaw—
Lycaugus, and I don't know who—
And too much hewoism's a Baw!
Now Lopez, I should wathaw say,
He would have been the man to cheeaw,
Supposing he had got away,
Upon his coming over heeaw.
One can't admiaw a mauwal man
That fights faw libaty and law;
A bucaniaw one wathaw can :
The othaw is a simple Baw !
You '11 have no end of songs, no doubt,
About Kossuth, ihe bwave and fwee;
The Bwitish mob will waw and shout
For this Hungaywian wefugee.
Hand the cigyaws—the wosy pass—
That's a good soul—I '11 say no maw—
In shawt, I feel I've been an ass
To talk sa match about a Baw!
CLEOPATRA'S NEEDLE.
There seems some difficulty in getting the
public to have an eye to Cleopatra's needle,
which is, nevertheless, valuable, on account of
its connexion with tiie thread of history. A
recent writer in the Times suggests that the
needle should be allowed to remain sticking in
the mud of Memphis, in order that we may bring
over from the same spot a statue of Rameses,
the Sesostris of the Greeks, who only wants a
new head-dress and a new pair of legs to place
him on a footing with the most respect able pieces
of sculpture.
We, by no means, coincide with the suggestion
to leave Cleopatra's needle behind; for considering
the tremendous piece of work she was always
getting up, the needle of Cleopatra must always
be an object of interest.
THE MARVELS OP MEDICINE.
eally the Quack Medicine Vendors
seem terribly put to it for some-
thing new in the shape of a cure.
In the dearth of other patients, the
Lunatics have kindly and appro-
priately come forward to patronise
the quack medicines, as will be
seen by the following extract from
a country journal:—
" Madness.—Samuel Ceabb, of Pinhoe,
near Exeter, who had twice been the
inmate of a Lunatic Asylum, was tho-
roughly restored to reason, when he was
verging upon his seventieth year! Mb.
Kitt, landlord of the Heart of Oak Inn,
Pinhoe, vouches for this case, as also for
another in the same neighbourhood,
"where a young man was effectually
cured, in a single night, of insanity, by
swallowing the whole contents of a thir-
teen-penny-halfpenny box of No. 2 Pills, which had been inadvertently left in his
bed-room."
We suspect, however, that there is nothing very new in the con-
nexion between the pills alluded to and the Insane ; for we should
imagine none but madmen could have been attracted by the puffing
advertisements in which the universal effects of quack medicines are
stated. There is something melancholy, and yet mirthful, in the idea
of a young lunatic jumping out of bed, " swallowing the entire contents
of a thirteen-penny-halfpenny box of No. _ 2, which had been inad-
vertently left in his room," and waking up in the morning with all his
mental faculties restored to him. We can, nevertheless, very well
believe, that if any insane person should enter upon a course of quack
pills, a single box will be quite enough to bring him to his senses.
BOMBA'S DEVOTIONS.
In the Morning Post it is recorded that—
" At the recent celebration of the annual solemnity of the Holy Virgin of Piedigrotta,
at Naples, the King reviewed 54 battalions of infantry, 42 squadrons of cavalry, and
9 field batteries, in honour of the ' Queen of Heaven.' "
We know who is meant here by the absurd title " Queen of Heaven ;"
but is that Heaven Bomba's Heaven, and that personage Bomba's
Queen ? We should think not. In the first book of Paradise Lost is
contained an account of certain spirits, who, ascending out of another
place, established themselves on earth as heathen deities. Among
them, sings Milton,
"Came Astoreth, whom the Phoenicians called
Astarte, queen of heaven."
This we should rather take to be the goddess of Bomba's idolatry •
the divinity in whose honour he let off his murderous cannon, and burnt
his sulphurous incense.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
APROPOS OF BLOOMERISM.
No. 1. {who is looking at the Print of the Bloomer Costume). " Well, now, upon my wobd,
I don't see anything Ridiculous in it. I shall certainly adopt it."
No. 2. "Fob, my part, I so thoroughly despise Conventionality, that I have
ordered all my New Things to be made in that very Rational Style !"
KOSSUTH !
An Impromptu Lisped in Numbers, by a " Swell.'
Some fella said the papers say
That patwiot, who so vewy neeaw
Was being hanged the othaw day—
Kossuth—is corning over heeaw.
I wondaw why they make a fuss
About his landing on our shaw;
I don't see what it is to us :
I only think the man's a Baw !
What has he done, I want to know ?
Fought against tywants ?—vewy well—
There's other fellas have done so :
Faw instance, there was William Tell
They say the man's a hewo—twue—
But we've had bewos, lots, befaw—
Lycaugus, and I don't know who—
And too much hewoism's a Baw!
Now Lopez, I should wathaw say,
He would have been the man to cheeaw,
Supposing he had got away,
Upon his coming over heeaw.
One can't admiaw a mauwal man
That fights faw libaty and law;
A bucaniaw one wathaw can :
The othaw is a simple Baw !
You '11 have no end of songs, no doubt,
About Kossuth, ihe bwave and fwee;
The Bwitish mob will waw and shout
For this Hungaywian wefugee.
Hand the cigyaws—the wosy pass—
That's a good soul—I '11 say no maw—
In shawt, I feel I've been an ass
To talk sa match about a Baw!
CLEOPATRA'S NEEDLE.
There seems some difficulty in getting the
public to have an eye to Cleopatra's needle,
which is, nevertheless, valuable, on account of
its connexion with tiie thread of history. A
recent writer in the Times suggests that the
needle should be allowed to remain sticking in
the mud of Memphis, in order that we may bring
over from the same spot a statue of Rameses,
the Sesostris of the Greeks, who only wants a
new head-dress and a new pair of legs to place
him on a footing with the most respect able pieces
of sculpture.
We, by no means, coincide with the suggestion
to leave Cleopatra's needle behind; for considering
the tremendous piece of work she was always
getting up, the needle of Cleopatra must always
be an object of interest.
THE MARVELS OP MEDICINE.
eally the Quack Medicine Vendors
seem terribly put to it for some-
thing new in the shape of a cure.
In the dearth of other patients, the
Lunatics have kindly and appro-
priately come forward to patronise
the quack medicines, as will be
seen by the following extract from
a country journal:—
" Madness.—Samuel Ceabb, of Pinhoe,
near Exeter, who had twice been the
inmate of a Lunatic Asylum, was tho-
roughly restored to reason, when he was
verging upon his seventieth year! Mb.
Kitt, landlord of the Heart of Oak Inn,
Pinhoe, vouches for this case, as also for
another in the same neighbourhood,
"where a young man was effectually
cured, in a single night, of insanity, by
swallowing the whole contents of a thir-
teen-penny-halfpenny box of No. 2 Pills, which had been inadvertently left in his
bed-room."
We suspect, however, that there is nothing very new in the con-
nexion between the pills alluded to and the Insane ; for we should
imagine none but madmen could have been attracted by the puffing
advertisements in which the universal effects of quack medicines are
stated. There is something melancholy, and yet mirthful, in the idea
of a young lunatic jumping out of bed, " swallowing the entire contents
of a thirteen-penny-halfpenny box of No. _ 2, which had been inad-
vertently left in his room," and waking up in the morning with all his
mental faculties restored to him. We can, nevertheless, very well
believe, that if any insane person should enter upon a course of quack
pills, a single box will be quite enough to bring him to his senses.
BOMBA'S DEVOTIONS.
In the Morning Post it is recorded that—
" At the recent celebration of the annual solemnity of the Holy Virgin of Piedigrotta,
at Naples, the King reviewed 54 battalions of infantry, 42 squadrons of cavalry, and
9 field batteries, in honour of the ' Queen of Heaven.' "
We know who is meant here by the absurd title " Queen of Heaven ;"
but is that Heaven Bomba's Heaven, and that personage Bomba's
Queen ? We should think not. In the first book of Paradise Lost is
contained an account of certain spirits, who, ascending out of another
place, established themselves on earth as heathen deities. Among
them, sings Milton,
"Came Astoreth, whom the Phoenicians called
Astarte, queen of heaven."
This we should rather take to be the goddess of Bomba's idolatry •
the divinity in whose honour he let off his murderous cannon, and burnt
his sulphurous incense.