DOI Heft:
July to December, 1852
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16610#0272
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
VERY ACCOMMODATING.
OUR STARS AND GARTERS
It is now become so common for Dukes
and so forth to lecture at Mechanics' Insti-
tutions (we very much applaud the custom),
that it is expected, by way of an equitable
arrangement, a few lecturers by profession
will be called to the Upper House. If a
Duke takes a lecturer's chair, why may not
the lecturer rest himself for awhile in the
Duke's seat P
Many new noble lecturers are about to
hold forth—and upon novel and excellent
themes; no other than the history, political
and social, of their own armorial bearings.
The Premier (assisted by W. B.) will
shortly deliver a lecture at Derby. (The
lecture will be gratis; or no doubt Frail
would be money-taker.) The noble Earl—
with his arms painted in a very bright
transparency—is expected to be unusually
eloquent. The pelican about to bleed herself
will illustrate what the noble Earl may yet
do for the farmers ; whilst his motto, Sam
change (without change!) will declare what
he has done for them.
The Earl of Malmesburt has also a
lecture prepared. His crest, a hedgehog,
with the motto, Je le mainieindrois (I will
maintain it) may be most felicitously applied.
Tho hedgehog showing how, with almost
a touch, the noble Earl may be completely
doubled up.
Other lectures will be duly announced.
problem for modern miracle-mongers.
CABBY (politely) "beg pardon, sir; please don't smoke in the keb, sir; ladies
DO complain a the 'bacca uncommon. better let me smoke it for yer GlVEN, CLEOPATRA'S Needle, to hem an
outside, sir.1" | Oratorian's long-clothes.
A SWEET LITTLE CREATURE.
Treasure of extraordinary value
was lost, and may have been
picked up—by anybody who did
not mind touching it—near the
Regent's Park, last week. It
was advertised in the Times—
with a little elegant circum-
locution — in the following
terms :—
" Strayed from two ladies in the Albert
Road, without the Regent's Park, on
Saturday evening last, a Small Female
Black and Tan King Ghakles Spaniel,
long ears and feathered feet, very old
and fat, and has some hair off her hack
from mange. Answers to the name of
' J essv.' Whoever will bring her to &c,
may receive Two Guineas Reward."
But for the slight indisposition
under which this interesting
animal was labouring, we might have given a hint towards procuring
its restoration, not to say recovery. The likeliest quarter to search for
it would have been the Prize Cattle Show, whither it doubtless would
have been taken, if it had been in a state of wholesome obesity. It
might, perhaps, have been exhibited among the hypertrophied oxen—
whom doubtless it would have made to draw in their horns; but
a more congenial society for it would have been afforded by the pigs.
We fancy we see it panting on its litter, with a memoir posted over its
head. The principal particulars of this document, we imagine, would
be cream, sugar, pound-cake, mock-turtle, buns, calfs'-foot jelly, rout
Fashionable Intelligence. cake, and trifle : Feeder, John—whose place we do not envy.
General Haynau has retired awhile to Florence. The softness
of its atmosphere, together with the philosophic benevolence of its
Duke will, it is expected, soon restore the old soldier. After his recent
"let down" in Belgium, it was thought he would have required a more
bracing air. It is said, if Mr. Disraeli's measure of malt be carried,
that Haynau will visit England: simply because he is assured that
the change in the Malt Tax will so improve the condition of the
brewers.
A Good Setting Down.—"I thank the Honourable Member foi
The Height of Absurdity.—-A vegetarian paying a visit to the that cheer," as the M.P. for Sunderland said when he was offered a
SmitMeld Cattle-show. - - - Ifauteuil by a brother M.P. in the lobby.
A CABMAN'S GRATITUDE
FOR THE BUDGET.
Comk, let us drink a health to Ben,
For he's a jolly chap,
At least to we and watermen,
For cheapnun of our tap;
That '8 if so be I ain't at fault—
For some is not quite clear—
By low'rin of the tax on malt
As he '11 bring down our beer.
Agin the tax on ouses, I
By no means will complain,
Not if so be as when I'm dry,
1 gits a double drain ;
Cause vy?—the Bar my ome I count,
Vere off the stand I'm found,
Whereon my taxes does amount
To nothink in the pound.
Some folks looks different on the case,
According to their lot,
And thinks about their dwellin'-place
Afore their pewter pot;
But since 1 ain't a seedy clerk
And forced to be genteel,
I views the Budget as a lark,
As cabbies all must feel.
Bucolics at the Antipodes.
The Sydney Morning Herald says—
" We fear for our flocks and herds."
No wonder. In Australia, just now, there is no sort of cattle
attended to but the Golden Calf.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
VERY ACCOMMODATING.
OUR STARS AND GARTERS
It is now become so common for Dukes
and so forth to lecture at Mechanics' Insti-
tutions (we very much applaud the custom),
that it is expected, by way of an equitable
arrangement, a few lecturers by profession
will be called to the Upper House. If a
Duke takes a lecturer's chair, why may not
the lecturer rest himself for awhile in the
Duke's seat P
Many new noble lecturers are about to
hold forth—and upon novel and excellent
themes; no other than the history, political
and social, of their own armorial bearings.
The Premier (assisted by W. B.) will
shortly deliver a lecture at Derby. (The
lecture will be gratis; or no doubt Frail
would be money-taker.) The noble Earl—
with his arms painted in a very bright
transparency—is expected to be unusually
eloquent. The pelican about to bleed herself
will illustrate what the noble Earl may yet
do for the farmers ; whilst his motto, Sam
change (without change!) will declare what
he has done for them.
The Earl of Malmesburt has also a
lecture prepared. His crest, a hedgehog,
with the motto, Je le mainieindrois (I will
maintain it) may be most felicitously applied.
Tho hedgehog showing how, with almost
a touch, the noble Earl may be completely
doubled up.
Other lectures will be duly announced.
problem for modern miracle-mongers.
CABBY (politely) "beg pardon, sir; please don't smoke in the keb, sir; ladies
DO complain a the 'bacca uncommon. better let me smoke it for yer GlVEN, CLEOPATRA'S Needle, to hem an
outside, sir.1" | Oratorian's long-clothes.
A SWEET LITTLE CREATURE.
Treasure of extraordinary value
was lost, and may have been
picked up—by anybody who did
not mind touching it—near the
Regent's Park, last week. It
was advertised in the Times—
with a little elegant circum-
locution — in the following
terms :—
" Strayed from two ladies in the Albert
Road, without the Regent's Park, on
Saturday evening last, a Small Female
Black and Tan King Ghakles Spaniel,
long ears and feathered feet, very old
and fat, and has some hair off her hack
from mange. Answers to the name of
' J essv.' Whoever will bring her to &c,
may receive Two Guineas Reward."
But for the slight indisposition
under which this interesting
animal was labouring, we might have given a hint towards procuring
its restoration, not to say recovery. The likeliest quarter to search for
it would have been the Prize Cattle Show, whither it doubtless would
have been taken, if it had been in a state of wholesome obesity. It
might, perhaps, have been exhibited among the hypertrophied oxen—
whom doubtless it would have made to draw in their horns; but
a more congenial society for it would have been afforded by the pigs.
We fancy we see it panting on its litter, with a memoir posted over its
head. The principal particulars of this document, we imagine, would
be cream, sugar, pound-cake, mock-turtle, buns, calfs'-foot jelly, rout
Fashionable Intelligence. cake, and trifle : Feeder, John—whose place we do not envy.
General Haynau has retired awhile to Florence. The softness
of its atmosphere, together with the philosophic benevolence of its
Duke will, it is expected, soon restore the old soldier. After his recent
"let down" in Belgium, it was thought he would have required a more
bracing air. It is said, if Mr. Disraeli's measure of malt be carried,
that Haynau will visit England: simply because he is assured that
the change in the Malt Tax will so improve the condition of the
brewers.
A Good Setting Down.—"I thank the Honourable Member foi
The Height of Absurdity.—-A vegetarian paying a visit to the that cheer," as the M.P. for Sunderland said when he was offered a
SmitMeld Cattle-show. - - - Ifauteuil by a brother M.P. in the lobby.
A CABMAN'S GRATITUDE
FOR THE BUDGET.
Comk, let us drink a health to Ben,
For he's a jolly chap,
At least to we and watermen,
For cheapnun of our tap;
That '8 if so be I ain't at fault—
For some is not quite clear—
By low'rin of the tax on malt
As he '11 bring down our beer.
Agin the tax on ouses, I
By no means will complain,
Not if so be as when I'm dry,
1 gits a double drain ;
Cause vy?—the Bar my ome I count,
Vere off the stand I'm found,
Whereon my taxes does amount
To nothink in the pound.
Some folks looks different on the case,
According to their lot,
And thinks about their dwellin'-place
Afore their pewter pot;
But since 1 ain't a seedy clerk
And forced to be genteel,
I views the Budget as a lark,
As cabbies all must feel.
Bucolics at the Antipodes.
The Sydney Morning Herald says—
" We fear for our flocks and herds."
No wonder. In Australia, just now, there is no sort of cattle
attended to but the Golden Calf.