Punch: Punch (22.1852)

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

THE POETICAL COOKERY-BOOK.

BARLEY BROTH.

Air—" The King, God Bless Himt"

A basin of Barley Broth make, make for me ;

Give those who prefer it, the plain :
No matter the broth, so of barley it be,

If we ne'er taste a basin again.
For, oh ! when three pounds of good mutton you buy,

And of most of its fat dispossess it,
In a stewpan uncover'd, at first, let it lie ;

Then in water proceed to dress it.

Hurrah! hurrah ! hurrah '
In a stewpan uncover'd, at first, let it lie ;

Then in water proceed to dress it.

What a teacup will hold—you should first have been told-

Of barley you gently should boil;
The pearl-barley choose—'tis the nicest that's sold—

All others the mixture might spoil.
Of carrots and turnips, small onions, green peas,

(If the price of the last don't distress one),
Mix plenty; and boil altogether with these

Your basin of Broth when you dress one.
Hurrah ! hurrah ! hurrah !
Two hours together the articles boil;

There's your basin of Broth, if you'd dress one.

Inquisitive Young Lady. " Pray, Mr. Smythe, what are the Holidays

in

your Office 1 "

Overworked Employe. " Oh !—a—every Day from 10 till 4, and all Day
Sunday."

The Father of the French Nation.

At the review of the troops in Paris, on Easter Sunday,
Louis Napoleon—they write—was well received by his
soldiers; and "persons stationed here and there"—civi-
lians—"cried out, 1 Vive le Pere du Peuple/'" The
manner of the cry, it is added, showed it was a cry to order.
" Long live the Father of his People !" What, now, was
the amount of wages paid to the criers ? Three—four—
or five francs a mouth? Say, the highest sum: surely,
never did father suddenly have so large a family at so
small a cost. These "Eathers of the People,''however,
are apt to be very like Saturn, the first mythological father
of his people; and he was always filled with the paternal
desire of eating his children.

Modern Armour.—The only uniform in Her Ma-
jesty's Service in which the Coat of Mail is retained, is
the Postman's.

THE BRAZEN HEAD AT SUNDERLAND.

^___^^-s^iFN \ \ here are many dummies, the

I__^ dummies of human flesh —

F^] and let us be thankful for

" their dumbness — in the

1 House of Commons. They

I say, or rather walk—step-
ii ping out the monosyllables

II into the lobby—"yes" or
1\ " no," and there an end.
n Their constituencies, by
11 means of such potent words,
|\ are supposed to declare all
U their wants, and to record all
| their opinions. Very good.

._|V_ A monosyllable is the nearest
^JJz of kin to silence—and silence,
-=S^^^^^^^S^^^^=^^^^^ °r its next relative, is held
■g- " —- — ^^ss^sgJs^-r- by certain philosophers to

be a profound thing.
Sunderland is represented; but not by a mere, fleshly dummy.—No ;
the material of the representative is almost of eternal stuff. Eriar
Bacon made his Brazen Head vocal with three sentences. The town
of Sunderland has its Brazen Head ; and though it has remained silent
as the brass-knocker of a house in Chancery during the present session
of Parliament, it has lately talked a bit in Sunderland; talked that it
may, at the next election, be again returned to show what gold with
brass may do.

The Brazen Head talks to its admiring constituents. The Brazen
Head enounces its opinions.
The Brazen Head thinks Sir James Graham " an artful dodger."

The Brazen Head, with a most glittering smile, " thinks it ought to
know what a dodger is."

The Brazen Head thinks the Corn Laws a hasty wrong, committed
upon the landed interest. And the Brazen Head has, "it should hope,
studied the meaning of wrong in all its branches."

The Brazen Head would, nevertheless, not repeal the Corn Laws,
wrong as they may be.

The Brazen Head thinks the Ballot "un-English." And the Brazen
Head has a particular knowledge of what is " un-English," from its
multifarious dealings with other people's " Spanish."

The Brazen Head will vote only for a national education, " based on
the Bible !" The Brazen Head will continue to bow reverently towards
"our venerable establishment of the Church," with all its present
glories of Bishops, and Deans, and Chapters. The Brazen Head will
not trust to the " voluntary system," which many folks thought odd;
no Head, like unto the Brazen Head, having such experience of the
facility with which people sometimes part with their money. But, all
things, political and social, the Brazen Head will have " based on the
Bible!" The Bible before all things,—and this is right. And when
the Brazen Head talked reverently of the Bible, it was observable that
its nostrils had dilated and expanded, and a brighter light shone
from the brass, as though it snuffed the savoury mess of pottage that
was " cooked " to deceive the patriarch.

Louis Napoleon's March.

During a review by Louis Napoleon, the other day, of two brigades-
in the Place du Carrousel, it is said that a band continued playing,
" Partant pour la Syrie." How long will it be ere the tune changes to
" Partant pour I'Angleterre ? "—the words adapted to a certain march,
sometimes performed in the British Army by way of farewell, on the
part of his fellow soldiers, to a comrade, on the occasion of the regiment
depriving itself of the honour of containing him.