DOI issue:
July to December, 1854
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16614#0269
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
261
THE DENOMINATION OF KING CLICQUOT.
this, besides other false steps, and courses of an indirect and devious
kind, the conclusion is inevitable that, if King Clicquot lias joined the
Society of .Friends, his Majesty is what is termed a Wet Quaker.
Clicquot was not
jthis monarch's
original name. If
you wish to dis-
cover that, see
Punch's Poclcet-
Book for 1855,
" Sovereigns of
- Europe" page 2.
It is generally
known that the
name of Clicquot
was given to his
Majesty by his
Majesty's Im-
perial Brother-in-
law, by reason of
his Majesty's ex-
treme fondness
I'or the exquisite,
but, intoxicating,
beverage so deno-
minated.
It is not, how-
ever, generally
known that Nicholas, besides being the Godfather who gave King
Clicquot that name, was also the priest who christened him thereby.
But as Nicholas has created himself Pope of the Greek
Church—and he really is the successor of Peter—it is not at all
wonderful that he should have taken it upon himself to perform
the priestly operation of christening, which we suppose he did in
the case of Clicquot, according to the rite practised by young
ladies in christening ships. That, is to say, that Nicholas, in
christening his royal relative, Clicquot, flung a bottle of the wine
so called against his person. Nicholas is subject to fits of frantic
rage; like the bull, and other brutes. In one of these he has been
known—as an eyewitness states—to transfix, with his sword, the foot
of an officer who had offended him, and pin it to the ground. To such
a potentate it would be a mere trifle to throw bottles. He has since
pooh-poohed Clicquot in the most contemptuous manner; and
Clicquot has endured this insolence with such meekness that, there
can be no doubt he would stand any outrage at the &iind of Nicholas,
or even at his foot.
But, strangely enough, although Clicquot has been twice christened,
1 here is good reason to believe that if his own feelings had been con-
sulted in the matter of christening, he never would have been christened
at all.
Some years ago Clicquot came over to this country : on the occasion
of a grand christening, by the by. Perhaps the external splendours
attendant on the ceremony, savoured, to his thinking, too much of
pomps and vanities, and thus impressed his mind with an objection to
it. However, if we remember rightly, King Clicquot, about this | t\ a tvt/^t^dc ,m? tttat^ wr iTTAir'
time paid a visit to Newgate in company with a celebrated Female ~-
Member of the Society of Friends, and thus accompanied went down
upon his knees then and there, and performed his devotions in a public
manner, much less, it is to be feared, to the edification, than to the
astonishment,, of the beholders
It is impossible not to recall this remarkable demonstration on the
part of Clicquot in connexion with what might be called the extremely
pacific tendency of his late policy, if that policy, by reason of its
timorousness and indecision had not mainly contributed to bring on
the war. Still Peace was his object: Peace at any price—except a
pecuniary price. Nicholas, besides having nicknamed him Clicquot,
calls him the Angel of Peace. This brings ns back to Clicquot's
christening, with the reason why we apprehend he had rather not have
been christened, which must now be apparent. Take his sympathetic
exhibition at Newgate with that which he is now making, to the
admiration of Mr. Bright and Mb. Cobden, and the scorn of Europe.
Put this and that together, and then say if it is not clear beyond all
controversy that King Clicquot is—a Quaker !
This conclusion is strengthened by the feet that the influence which
at present actuates his Majesty occasions on his part phenomena
corresponding to those which were manifested by the primitive Quakers,
and procured them that title. His vacillation or epiaking of purpose is
notorious.
Our own correspondent is instructed to observe the costume worn by
King Clicquot at his next appearance in public : for we expect that
he will soon display himself in his true colours, namely drab ditto,
without buttons, and with a broad brimmed hat.
One qualification, however, must ibe added to the inference that
Clicquot has turned Quaker. Not long ago, as all the world knows, he
ran up against an apple tree in his orchard, and barked his nose. Prom
BELIEF EOE THE DESTITUTE.
It is the beautiful theory of the law that every destitute person in
this country may claim relief; but the most charming theory may often
have its beauty marred by very ugly features. A destitute person may
indeed claim relief, just as a pauper may order a dinner at the London
Tavern, but the claim in the one case may meet with as little attention
as the order in the other. The principle adopted in some of the metro-
politan parishes with regard to destitution, is simply to drive it away,
and if poverty were a wolf at the door, there could not be greater
anxiety to keep it off than is usually displayed by Ihe authorities at a
workhouse. A family of starving infants supplies the materials for an
active game of " None of my child," between the relieving officers of
neighbouring parishes. "You don't belong to us," cries Saint George,
"you must go to Whitechapel;" and, on arrival there, the weary
applicant perhaps hears the repudiation by Whitechapel of a burden
that is re-directed to Botherhithe.
Supposing the place for relief to be at last reached, the question
arises of what, relief shall be given. This is a subject for the discretion
of the relieving officer; but, judging by some recent police reports,
this "discretion" is sometimes exercised in a very remarkable manner.
A few days ago a destitute female applied at the door of a metropolitan
workhouse at seven o'clock on a cold winter's evening, and wanted a
night's lodging. The relieving officer, in the exercise of his " dis-
cretion," offered " a piece of bread " as a substitui e for shelter. The
ideas of a relieving officer are no doubt original; but we should like to
ask him, if he is a married man, what he would think of the wag who,
in the event of his (the relieving officer's wife) being out, shivering in
the cold at seven o'clock on a winter's evening, should offer her a
portion of a loaf by way of shelter and bedding. If a slice of bread is
facetiously proposed as a substitute for amattrass, and a piece of crust
is humorously offered instead of a roof, we can only say the joke is the
very worst it was ever our misfortune 10 light upon.
We heartily commend Sib, Bobebt Carden, for bavins: inflicted a
penalty on a relieving officer who had presented " bread " to a poor
destitute creature, without a place in which to lie her head on a
winter's evening. The officer paid the penalty "under protest," and if
he relies upon some quibble of law, we do not doubt he will fiud some
learned authority or other to agree with him in maintaining any
absurdity that will exempt him from the legal liability to support a
pauper not " belonging to the parish." Great credit is due to Sib
Bobert Cabden for the boldness with which he adopted the side of
common sense and common humanity, at the risk of findingCommon
law opposed to him. If the relieving officer should bring his action,
Sib Bobebt may appeal with confidence to the Superior Court of his
own conscience, in which, at all events, his good action will be quite
justified.
In these days of common sense " fine writing " is rather a dangerous
experiment. We experienced the truth of this the other day, when
perusing a rather spirited, but somewhat, inflated letter, signed W,
Napier, we came to a passage, which, at the first glance, read to us
as follows :—
" Makes England snore and stare like a warehouse in the midst of cartage."
Having taken a second look at this rather stunning sentence, we
found it to run thus :—
" Makes England snort and start like a war-horse in the midst of carnage."
If a more familiar style of expression had been adopted, and the
writing had not been quite so fine, this little mistake would probably
not have happened. _
OUR PULL COLONELS.
In the course of the Debate on the Militia Bill our friend Sibthobpe
exclaimed that he " had the honour of being a full Colonel." We were
aware that the Colonel was tolerably full of something or other, for
there is not a night passes without, his showing that he is full even to
brimming over in the House of Commons. Pulness may be accom-
plished in various ways, and Bacon says, " that learning makes a full
man ;" though we doubt if this is_ the way in which the gallant
Colonel's "fulness" has been acquired. Considering the amusing
part he takes in the performances of the house, we think the programme
might be headed appropriately with the words—
COLON EL SIBTHORPE
CRAMMED TO SUFFOCATION—CONTINUED OVERFLOWS
261
THE DENOMINATION OF KING CLICQUOT.
this, besides other false steps, and courses of an indirect and devious
kind, the conclusion is inevitable that, if King Clicquot lias joined the
Society of .Friends, his Majesty is what is termed a Wet Quaker.
Clicquot was not
jthis monarch's
original name. If
you wish to dis-
cover that, see
Punch's Poclcet-
Book for 1855,
" Sovereigns of
- Europe" page 2.
It is generally
known that the
name of Clicquot
was given to his
Majesty by his
Majesty's Im-
perial Brother-in-
law, by reason of
his Majesty's ex-
treme fondness
I'or the exquisite,
but, intoxicating,
beverage so deno-
minated.
It is not, how-
ever, generally
known that Nicholas, besides being the Godfather who gave King
Clicquot that name, was also the priest who christened him thereby.
But as Nicholas has created himself Pope of the Greek
Church—and he really is the successor of Peter—it is not at all
wonderful that he should have taken it upon himself to perform
the priestly operation of christening, which we suppose he did in
the case of Clicquot, according to the rite practised by young
ladies in christening ships. That, is to say, that Nicholas, in
christening his royal relative, Clicquot, flung a bottle of the wine
so called against his person. Nicholas is subject to fits of frantic
rage; like the bull, and other brutes. In one of these he has been
known—as an eyewitness states—to transfix, with his sword, the foot
of an officer who had offended him, and pin it to the ground. To such
a potentate it would be a mere trifle to throw bottles. He has since
pooh-poohed Clicquot in the most contemptuous manner; and
Clicquot has endured this insolence with such meekness that, there
can be no doubt he would stand any outrage at the &iind of Nicholas,
or even at his foot.
But, strangely enough, although Clicquot has been twice christened,
1 here is good reason to believe that if his own feelings had been con-
sulted in the matter of christening, he never would have been christened
at all.
Some years ago Clicquot came over to this country : on the occasion
of a grand christening, by the by. Perhaps the external splendours
attendant on the ceremony, savoured, to his thinking, too much of
pomps and vanities, and thus impressed his mind with an objection to
it. However, if we remember rightly, King Clicquot, about this | t\ a tvt/^t^dc ,m? tttat^ wr iTTAir'
time paid a visit to Newgate in company with a celebrated Female ~-
Member of the Society of Friends, and thus accompanied went down
upon his knees then and there, and performed his devotions in a public
manner, much less, it is to be feared, to the edification, than to the
astonishment,, of the beholders
It is impossible not to recall this remarkable demonstration on the
part of Clicquot in connexion with what might be called the extremely
pacific tendency of his late policy, if that policy, by reason of its
timorousness and indecision had not mainly contributed to bring on
the war. Still Peace was his object: Peace at any price—except a
pecuniary price. Nicholas, besides having nicknamed him Clicquot,
calls him the Angel of Peace. This brings ns back to Clicquot's
christening, with the reason why we apprehend he had rather not have
been christened, which must now be apparent. Take his sympathetic
exhibition at Newgate with that which he is now making, to the
admiration of Mr. Bright and Mb. Cobden, and the scorn of Europe.
Put this and that together, and then say if it is not clear beyond all
controversy that King Clicquot is—a Quaker !
This conclusion is strengthened by the feet that the influence which
at present actuates his Majesty occasions on his part phenomena
corresponding to those which were manifested by the primitive Quakers,
and procured them that title. His vacillation or epiaking of purpose is
notorious.
Our own correspondent is instructed to observe the costume worn by
King Clicquot at his next appearance in public : for we expect that
he will soon display himself in his true colours, namely drab ditto,
without buttons, and with a broad brimmed hat.
One qualification, however, must ibe added to the inference that
Clicquot has turned Quaker. Not long ago, as all the world knows, he
ran up against an apple tree in his orchard, and barked his nose. Prom
BELIEF EOE THE DESTITUTE.
It is the beautiful theory of the law that every destitute person in
this country may claim relief; but the most charming theory may often
have its beauty marred by very ugly features. A destitute person may
indeed claim relief, just as a pauper may order a dinner at the London
Tavern, but the claim in the one case may meet with as little attention
as the order in the other. The principle adopted in some of the metro-
politan parishes with regard to destitution, is simply to drive it away,
and if poverty were a wolf at the door, there could not be greater
anxiety to keep it off than is usually displayed by Ihe authorities at a
workhouse. A family of starving infants supplies the materials for an
active game of " None of my child," between the relieving officers of
neighbouring parishes. "You don't belong to us," cries Saint George,
"you must go to Whitechapel;" and, on arrival there, the weary
applicant perhaps hears the repudiation by Whitechapel of a burden
that is re-directed to Botherhithe.
Supposing the place for relief to be at last reached, the question
arises of what, relief shall be given. This is a subject for the discretion
of the relieving officer; but, judging by some recent police reports,
this "discretion" is sometimes exercised in a very remarkable manner.
A few days ago a destitute female applied at the door of a metropolitan
workhouse at seven o'clock on a cold winter's evening, and wanted a
night's lodging. The relieving officer, in the exercise of his " dis-
cretion," offered " a piece of bread " as a substitui e for shelter. The
ideas of a relieving officer are no doubt original; but we should like to
ask him, if he is a married man, what he would think of the wag who,
in the event of his (the relieving officer's wife) being out, shivering in
the cold at seven o'clock on a winter's evening, should offer her a
portion of a loaf by way of shelter and bedding. If a slice of bread is
facetiously proposed as a substitute for amattrass, and a piece of crust
is humorously offered instead of a roof, we can only say the joke is the
very worst it was ever our misfortune 10 light upon.
We heartily commend Sib, Bobebt Carden, for bavins: inflicted a
penalty on a relieving officer who had presented " bread " to a poor
destitute creature, without a place in which to lie her head on a
winter's evening. The officer paid the penalty "under protest," and if
he relies upon some quibble of law, we do not doubt he will fiud some
learned authority or other to agree with him in maintaining any
absurdity that will exempt him from the legal liability to support a
pauper not " belonging to the parish." Great credit is due to Sib
Bobert Cabden for the boldness with which he adopted the side of
common sense and common humanity, at the risk of findingCommon
law opposed to him. If the relieving officer should bring his action,
Sib Bobebt may appeal with confidence to the Superior Court of his
own conscience, in which, at all events, his good action will be quite
justified.
In these days of common sense " fine writing " is rather a dangerous
experiment. We experienced the truth of this the other day, when
perusing a rather spirited, but somewhat, inflated letter, signed W,
Napier, we came to a passage, which, at the first glance, read to us
as follows :—
" Makes England snore and stare like a warehouse in the midst of cartage."
Having taken a second look at this rather stunning sentence, we
found it to run thus :—
" Makes England snort and start like a war-horse in the midst of carnage."
If a more familiar style of expression had been adopted, and the
writing had not been quite so fine, this little mistake would probably
not have happened. _
OUR PULL COLONELS.
In the course of the Debate on the Militia Bill our friend Sibthobpe
exclaimed that he " had the honour of being a full Colonel." We were
aware that the Colonel was tolerably full of something or other, for
there is not a night passes without, his showing that he is full even to
brimming over in the House of Commons. Pulness may be accom-
plished in various ways, and Bacon says, " that learning makes a full
man ;" though we doubt if this is_ the way in which the gallant
Colonel's "fulness" has been acquired. Considering the amusing
part he takes in the performances of the house, we think the programme
might be headed appropriately with the words—
COLON EL SIBTHORPE
CRAMMED TO SUFFOCATION—CONTINUED OVERFLOWS