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July 17, 1858.] PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. M
ORGANS OUT OF ORDER.
abe really sorry to
see the following
statement in a well-
informed contempo-
rary :—
" Decline of the Ro-
man Catholic Pbbss.—
The organs of the Roman
Catholic body in this
country will, it is said,
be soon reduced in num-
ber. The proprietors
of two of them, the
Tablet and Dublin, Review,
have appealed by circu-
lars to their supporters,
and especially to the Ro-
man Catholic priesthood,
for pecuniary aid to con-
tinue in existence, which
if not rendered within a
short space of time, the
Tablet and Review must cease to exist. Since the death of the late Mb. Frederick Lucas, M-R,
the Tablet has been conducted by its proprietors, Me. Ryley, the well-known actuary, and Mr.
John Wallis of the English bar. The Dublin Review has been managed by Cardinal Vv iseman
and Mr. Bagshawe, Q.C., of the Chancery Bar."
Without joking, we repeat that we are concerned to hear of the declining state
of the Tablet and the Dublin Review. The latter was never a venomous organ of
Popery, and the former had apparently ceased to be venomous for some time.
The last time we looked over the Tablet, and the time before that, and on many
previous occasions, we found no virulent abuse of the English Church and nation
in it, no exultation in the misfortunes of England, no sympathy with England's
enemies, no invitation of foreign bayonets, no sedition, no treason. It is curious
that the decline of the Tablet in circulation should be simultaneous with its
decrease in bigotry and malignity. Respectable Roman Catholics will now,
perhaps, be induced to take in a paper which will not disgust them as it formerly
did, inasmuch as it has iu a great measure discarded those peculiar characteristics
which procured for it the support of the savage and disaffected Ultramontane
lriar-party.
TRUMPET-PLAYING EXTRAORDINARY.
Mr. Distin has evidently been giving lessons to the
Derby Ministry. They blow their own trumpets with the
most wonderful skill; but their talent does not stop there;
for sooner than their accomplished lips should be idle, they
blow the trumpet for each other. This they do with a
power of sound that not only takes away their own breath,
but the breath of their audience as well. The echoes
of the famous solo played by Mr. Disraeli on his own
trumpet at Slough, have scarcely died away, before the
Lord Chancellor begins another solo, with still more
wonderful flourishes, at the Mansion House. This habit
of trumpeting brazenly everything they do is beginning to
jar most discordantly on the tired ear of the nation.
There is too much brass in the trick. " Trumpet me like
a trump, and I'll trumpet you in return," seems to be the
secret engagement entered into amongst the members of
this harmonious band_. However, this unanimity of mutual
laudation is so suspiciously unanimous that we should not
wonder at its ending in a regular row. When tired of
blowing_ each other's praises, they will amuse themselves
by blowing up each other. Excess of admiration generally
ends in jealousy. You will see that the next thing to be
blown will be their own characters, and he who can blow
highest and blow lowest on that inviting theme, and illus-
trate it with the greatest variations, will carry off the
prize. _
Parallel Customs.
In England we expect proof of a young husband's en
durance and bravery. We look to see him tolerate, for a
time, his Mother-in-Law's invasion, and then to behold him
defeat and expel her. Curiously enough, Dr. Livingston*
says that in certain tribes of Africa "no husband is re
garded as a worthy member of society until he has sua
tamed a severe scourging, and has killed a Rhinoceros."
the Leviathan, they just vote supplies of lime enough to whitewash
SELF-CONSERVING CON SERVERS. | Eather Thames in front of their own windows; and then are ready to
declare the river certainly looks cleaner, and as far as they can see,
If Parliament has not done much for the conservancy of the nothing further need be done to it.
Thames, it has at least done a good deal for the conservancy of
Parliament. However seemingly indifferent to the health of ether
people, our legislators are most nervously careful of their own. Eor
fear its precious inmates should suffer from infection, the House has
been furnished with deodorising window-blinds, and bucketsful of
limewater have been hourly sprinkled in the passages. By way of
fumigation, pastiles have been burnt in the library and lobbies, and
cigars smoked by the ton outside upon the terrace. Members sitting ,
in Committee have been allowed leave of absence every other day, \ 1 ™ W ?AM ^ghing, the Derbyites chaffing,
and have been supplied when on duty with scented pockethandker- TkTlheii ew?1-teSrr(jh ig* s°Jauntyand , w ,
chiefs. In short, every known disinfectant has been tried; and) Now the Whig lapers low burn at Broadlands and Woburn,
anxious Mr. Gurney, the conserver of the House, has exhausted lne HoPes ot tne Session are all fled away '
science to keep it in good order.
Of course we need not say, that all this has been done at the
national expense. Nor equally, of course, have we any mind to
grumble at it. Self-preservation is the first law of the legislature:
and to conserve itself is clearly the first duty of a Conservative
Government. Heaven will help those, it is said, who help them-
selves ; and it doubtless is to prove their pious faith in this, that our
THE HOPES OF THE SESSION ARE ALL ELED AWAY.
& ®®fjtg 3Lammt.
Air—" The Flowers of the Forest."
At Brookes's each morning, no Osborne is scorning,
The Eox-Club is silent, and sad and distrait ;
With importance diminished, when dinner is finished,
Each man takes his beaver, and hies him away.
Suspended the rush is to Cambridge House crushes,
The Duke of Argyll's gone to Carlsbad to play ;
senators have helped themselves so freely to our money: at least, The star of Clanricarde to a rush-light has flickered,
have sanctioned its expenditure for purposes devoted to their own
peculiar benefit.
But granting the necessity of studying the sanitary welfare of the
House, and of paying such round sums to secure its nasal comfort, we
own we somewhat feel a disposition to complain that Parliament is
only lavish on itself, and is niggardly in voting pubfic money for the
public. No sooner is a plan proposed for cleansing Eather Thames
than the member for old Scroogeborough rises from his seat, and in
the name of his constituents protests against the outlay. The
protest generally is followed by a general " hear! hear!" and member
after member echoes the absurdity. Regardless of expense to dis-
infect the House, when this is done the House becomes immediately
close-fisted. So long as Eather Thames is deodorised at Westminster,
Parliament conceives that nothing more is requisite. Now this really
is too bad. John Bull wants his river cleansed, and can afford to
pay for it; but his misrepresentatives declare that No, he can't, and
jabber, jaw, and jangle by the hour and week to prove it. After all,
it may be this excessive love of talking to which we owe the fact
that next to nothing has been done for us. Great talkers are pro-
verbially accounted little doers, and certainly our M.P.'s do their
best to prove the proverb. After debates nightly to the length of
The Hopes of the Session are all fled away!
The loaves and the fishes have left Hayter's dishes,
At the pay-office dawneth no Whig quarter-day;
Despite Cardwell's motion, and Bob Lowe's devotion,
The Hopes of the Session are all fled away !
Round the lobbies at gloaming the Whig whips are roaming,
Their pack, once so tame, running wildly astray ;
On divisions checkmated, in speaking o'er-weighted,
The Hopes of the Session are all fled away !
With Bright up to back them, and Smith to attack them,
The Cabinet pluckily carries the day ;
More far and far off is the Pisgah of office,
The Hopes of the Session are all fled away !
The Premiership.—The Earl of Shrewsbury and Talbot has
been graciously pleased to accept the resignation of the Earl of
Derby as the Premier Earl of England.
ORGANS OUT OF ORDER.
abe really sorry to
see the following
statement in a well-
informed contempo-
rary :—
" Decline of the Ro-
man Catholic Pbbss.—
The organs of the Roman
Catholic body in this
country will, it is said,
be soon reduced in num-
ber. The proprietors
of two of them, the
Tablet and Dublin, Review,
have appealed by circu-
lars to their supporters,
and especially to the Ro-
man Catholic priesthood,
for pecuniary aid to con-
tinue in existence, which
if not rendered within a
short space of time, the
Tablet and Review must cease to exist. Since the death of the late Mb. Frederick Lucas, M-R,
the Tablet has been conducted by its proprietors, Me. Ryley, the well-known actuary, and Mr.
John Wallis of the English bar. The Dublin Review has been managed by Cardinal Vv iseman
and Mr. Bagshawe, Q.C., of the Chancery Bar."
Without joking, we repeat that we are concerned to hear of the declining state
of the Tablet and the Dublin Review. The latter was never a venomous organ of
Popery, and the former had apparently ceased to be venomous for some time.
The last time we looked over the Tablet, and the time before that, and on many
previous occasions, we found no virulent abuse of the English Church and nation
in it, no exultation in the misfortunes of England, no sympathy with England's
enemies, no invitation of foreign bayonets, no sedition, no treason. It is curious
that the decline of the Tablet in circulation should be simultaneous with its
decrease in bigotry and malignity. Respectable Roman Catholics will now,
perhaps, be induced to take in a paper which will not disgust them as it formerly
did, inasmuch as it has iu a great measure discarded those peculiar characteristics
which procured for it the support of the savage and disaffected Ultramontane
lriar-party.
TRUMPET-PLAYING EXTRAORDINARY.
Mr. Distin has evidently been giving lessons to the
Derby Ministry. They blow their own trumpets with the
most wonderful skill; but their talent does not stop there;
for sooner than their accomplished lips should be idle, they
blow the trumpet for each other. This they do with a
power of sound that not only takes away their own breath,
but the breath of their audience as well. The echoes
of the famous solo played by Mr. Disraeli on his own
trumpet at Slough, have scarcely died away, before the
Lord Chancellor begins another solo, with still more
wonderful flourishes, at the Mansion House. This habit
of trumpeting brazenly everything they do is beginning to
jar most discordantly on the tired ear of the nation.
There is too much brass in the trick. " Trumpet me like
a trump, and I'll trumpet you in return," seems to be the
secret engagement entered into amongst the members of
this harmonious band_. However, this unanimity of mutual
laudation is so suspiciously unanimous that we should not
wonder at its ending in a regular row. When tired of
blowing_ each other's praises, they will amuse themselves
by blowing up each other. Excess of admiration generally
ends in jealousy. You will see that the next thing to be
blown will be their own characters, and he who can blow
highest and blow lowest on that inviting theme, and illus-
trate it with the greatest variations, will carry off the
prize. _
Parallel Customs.
In England we expect proof of a young husband's en
durance and bravery. We look to see him tolerate, for a
time, his Mother-in-Law's invasion, and then to behold him
defeat and expel her. Curiously enough, Dr. Livingston*
says that in certain tribes of Africa "no husband is re
garded as a worthy member of society until he has sua
tamed a severe scourging, and has killed a Rhinoceros."
the Leviathan, they just vote supplies of lime enough to whitewash
SELF-CONSERVING CON SERVERS. | Eather Thames in front of their own windows; and then are ready to
declare the river certainly looks cleaner, and as far as they can see,
If Parliament has not done much for the conservancy of the nothing further need be done to it.
Thames, it has at least done a good deal for the conservancy of
Parliament. However seemingly indifferent to the health of ether
people, our legislators are most nervously careful of their own. Eor
fear its precious inmates should suffer from infection, the House has
been furnished with deodorising window-blinds, and bucketsful of
limewater have been hourly sprinkled in the passages. By way of
fumigation, pastiles have been burnt in the library and lobbies, and
cigars smoked by the ton outside upon the terrace. Members sitting ,
in Committee have been allowed leave of absence every other day, \ 1 ™ W ?AM ^ghing, the Derbyites chaffing,
and have been supplied when on duty with scented pockethandker- TkTlheii ew?1-teSrr(jh ig* s°Jauntyand , w ,
chiefs. In short, every known disinfectant has been tried; and) Now the Whig lapers low burn at Broadlands and Woburn,
anxious Mr. Gurney, the conserver of the House, has exhausted lne HoPes ot tne Session are all fled away '
science to keep it in good order.
Of course we need not say, that all this has been done at the
national expense. Nor equally, of course, have we any mind to
grumble at it. Self-preservation is the first law of the legislature:
and to conserve itself is clearly the first duty of a Conservative
Government. Heaven will help those, it is said, who help them-
selves ; and it doubtless is to prove their pious faith in this, that our
THE HOPES OF THE SESSION ARE ALL ELED AWAY.
& ®®fjtg 3Lammt.
Air—" The Flowers of the Forest."
At Brookes's each morning, no Osborne is scorning,
The Eox-Club is silent, and sad and distrait ;
With importance diminished, when dinner is finished,
Each man takes his beaver, and hies him away.
Suspended the rush is to Cambridge House crushes,
The Duke of Argyll's gone to Carlsbad to play ;
senators have helped themselves so freely to our money: at least, The star of Clanricarde to a rush-light has flickered,
have sanctioned its expenditure for purposes devoted to their own
peculiar benefit.
But granting the necessity of studying the sanitary welfare of the
House, and of paying such round sums to secure its nasal comfort, we
own we somewhat feel a disposition to complain that Parliament is
only lavish on itself, and is niggardly in voting pubfic money for the
public. No sooner is a plan proposed for cleansing Eather Thames
than the member for old Scroogeborough rises from his seat, and in
the name of his constituents protests against the outlay. The
protest generally is followed by a general " hear! hear!" and member
after member echoes the absurdity. Regardless of expense to dis-
infect the House, when this is done the House becomes immediately
close-fisted. So long as Eather Thames is deodorised at Westminster,
Parliament conceives that nothing more is requisite. Now this really
is too bad. John Bull wants his river cleansed, and can afford to
pay for it; but his misrepresentatives declare that No, he can't, and
jabber, jaw, and jangle by the hour and week to prove it. After all,
it may be this excessive love of talking to which we owe the fact
that next to nothing has been done for us. Great talkers are pro-
verbially accounted little doers, and certainly our M.P.'s do their
best to prove the proverb. After debates nightly to the length of
The Hopes of the Session are all fled away!
The loaves and the fishes have left Hayter's dishes,
At the pay-office dawneth no Whig quarter-day;
Despite Cardwell's motion, and Bob Lowe's devotion,
The Hopes of the Session are all fled away !
Round the lobbies at gloaming the Whig whips are roaming,
Their pack, once so tame, running wildly astray ;
On divisions checkmated, in speaking o'er-weighted,
The Hopes of the Session are all fled away !
With Bright up to back them, and Smith to attack them,
The Cabinet pluckily carries the day ;
More far and far off is the Pisgah of office,
The Hopes of the Session are all fled away !
The Premiership.—The Earl of Shrewsbury and Talbot has
been graciously pleased to accept the resignation of the Earl of
Derby as the Premier Earl of England.