Punch: Punch (21.1851)

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PUNCH OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

RECREATION FOR THE HORSE GUARDS, WHEN REMOVED FROM KNIGHTSBRIDGE

And how much better than Idltng in a Public House, or Flirting with Maid Servants !

THE CRISIS OF AFFAIRS.

ertain Editors are always writing
about the " Crisis of Af-
fairs," and we believe no
Editor could write unless
he had a crisis ; but what
the Editor of the Go-a-
head Journal really calls a
" Crisis of Affairs," is—
" Having to write whilst
the baby is crying,—your
wife is asking you for the
hundredth time what you
will have for dinner,—the
butcher is declaiming in
the hall, loud enough for
the Deaf Asylum to hear
him, that he will not give
any more credit,—the
servant is scrubbing the
floor overhead,—the water
is coming into the cistern,
—two hurdy-gurdies are
playing opposite your win-
dow^—and the Printer's
Devil is knocking at the
door for Copy. That is
something like a Crisis
of Affairs," he says,
iii, i ., . ., ,, "which America may

thank its stars it isn't the Editor of a paper, or else it might be troubled with
such a Crisis regularly once a week."

Hi ! Cab !-We are told that a new Economic Cab Company is in the field • but
what is the use of its being m the field, when it is wanted in the street and City ?

KOSSUTH FOR EVER !

Why do the millions cheer Kossuth, that gave
No greeting to the Democrats of France r

Because they feel the difference of a brave
Struggle for Freedom from a frantic dance

Pound trees of Liberty, doom'd ne'er to bud,

Wherein the sole reality was blood.

An opera-dance—Terpsichorean show—
To music of " Mourir pour la Palrie,"

The ba'.let ending in a grand tableau,

Such as at Rome we saw, and still do see;

Crush'd by French arms a twin Republic's hope,

And restoration of our Lord the Pope.

Between such heroes as a William Tell
Or Washington—not our foe, but our king's-

And ill-conditioned dreamers, who rebel
Against the natural ordinance of things,

Britons distinguish ; wholly scorning these,

And all their mad pedantic mutinies.

A strife against the fetters and the laeh—
Chaining free thought—inflicted on the fair:

A steady, earnest, stern attempt to thrash
A despot doing wrong too dire to bear;

This, this is what we English understand;

This was the battle fought in Magyar land.

Therefore, among the men, Kossuth we class,
Who fairly, truly, fought for Liberty;

We hail him as we should Leonidas
Our guest, arisen from Thermopylse;

And hope his eloquence of honest hate

Europe may urge her tyrants to abate.