DOI Heft:
May 17, 1862
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[May 17, 1862.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
THE ELEGANT OMNIBUS.
London has met,
the Tyranny of the
OmnibusCompanyin
the noblest and most
constitutional way.
It has set up new
vehicles, of the Man-
chester and Glasgow
kind, spacious, clean,
comfortable, ana
drawn by Three good
horses, instead of
two screws, and Mr.
Punch rejoices. Al-
beit the ladies de-
serve small pity for
anything that they
may endure by reason
of their ridiculous
dresses being crushed and soiled in the
abominable omnibuses in which they
have hitherto had to ride, still Mr.
Punch is kind, and cannot bear that a
woman (at least a pretty one) should
be annoyed, and he is glad that ladies can
now step easily into a saloon-like vehicle,
v ithout exciting the savage looks of the
occupants in possession, without drag-
ging behind them a wet train, which slaps
and smears the knees of others, and with-
out the necessity of whisking suddenly
into a seat, lest more of the conforma-
tion of limb be exhibited than the usages
of society permit. We have in fact got
something like an Omnibus, and we
recommend such la-
dies as wish to see
Mr. Punch in the
flesh, to look out for
the new vehicles,
which inoreover have
the advantage of po-
lite conductors in-
stead of slangy or
surly cads. Mr.
Punch hopes that
great numbers of the
new omnibuses will
be launched, and
that the atrocious
things which at pre-
sent infest London
will be driven to
grief. Lor in these
Income-Tax days we must be economical,
and we cannot be always in the hands
and cabs of the highway robber called
a Cabman. The omnibus is a necessity,
and why should it not be made decently
comfortable? Echo answers Why, and
the projectors of the new vehicles answer
in a much more sensible manner by
sending out the New Omnibus—its ad-
vent happily timed, for the Company,
instead of improving its vehicles, only
raises its prices—a process by no means
so satisfactory. Omnibus noium tonsom-
bus, says Horace, and the new omnibus
is noted by Mr. Punch, who is a shaver of
no ordinary closeness.
LOVE IN A HAZE.
“ Miss Ma tilda M. Hays, writing to the Times, complains that in
our present state of society Woman has no share in the ■world’s work,
and no Platform but the Childless Hearth, or the Teeming Nursery.’’
“ Miss Wisk’s Mission, my guardian said, was to prove that woman s
mission was man's mission, and that the only genuine mission of
both man and woman was to be always moving declaratory resolutions
about things in general at public meetings.”— Bleak House.
What Platform will plaze
Miss Matilda M. Hays,
Who considers that women are gabies
If content with a mate,
And a home tete-a-tete.
Or a ro< nn full of beautiful babies ?
Miss Matilda M. Hays
Nobler notions displays,
By convention she will not be blinded.
Sewing buttons on shirts
Is a business that hurts
The feelings of one so strong-minded.
Miss Matilda M. Hays,
Her conviction conveys
That “obey” is a whisper from Hades,
And that plain golden rings
Are contemptible things
In the eyes of all spirited ladies.
A “Platform” Miss Hays
(In American phrase)
Demands for our women ambitious,
And when English girls choose
To subscribe to her views,
We’ll try to comply with her wishes.
But alas ! for Miss Hays,
She has come in bad days
To preach her Nou-Conjugal Mission,
And the girls, we suspect.
Will all murmur “ Reject
That strong-minded Spinster’s petition.”
If Matilda M. Hays
For five minutes will gaze
On the Marriage Advertisement Column,
She ’ll see what a list
Still get courted and kissed,
Regardless of Mission so solemn.
And till dear ones allow,
(As they will not do now)
That they can’t find their Mission in that form,
Matilda M. Hays
Must go elsewhere to raise
Her cry for a Yankeefied Platform.
A NEW CRY FOR CONSERVATIVES.
The Derbyit.es have at last got a good cry. It has been
discovered bv Mr. Disraeli, who proclaimed it the other
night in the House of Commons. The new Derbyite cry
is “The Independence of the P<?pe ! ” Conservative elec-
tors should understand the meaning of that cry. They must
not suppose it to mean the mutual independence ot the
Pope and the Roman people. It means the maintenance
of the Papacy by the force of French arms. How very
independent his Holiness now is of Louis Napoleon!
The Derbyite and Disraelite policy is to keep him so.
Now, then, Conservative Members, turn out ^Lord
Palmerston. “The independence of the Pope ! ” Oh,
what a beautiful cry to go to the country with !
The' World in Little at South Kensington.
The International Exhibition is a Microcosm i.e a
view of the Universe through the small end of the tele-
scope, in more senses than one. It is like the world at
large in the vast improvement it would receive irom
clearing out the Nave, and not being left in the great dis-
order prevailing in most of the loreign Courts, and the
remarkable backwardness of these to clear away their
rubbish.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
THE ELEGANT OMNIBUS.
London has met,
the Tyranny of the
OmnibusCompanyin
the noblest and most
constitutional way.
It has set up new
vehicles, of the Man-
chester and Glasgow
kind, spacious, clean,
comfortable, ana
drawn by Three good
horses, instead of
two screws, and Mr.
Punch rejoices. Al-
beit the ladies de-
serve small pity for
anything that they
may endure by reason
of their ridiculous
dresses being crushed and soiled in the
abominable omnibuses in which they
have hitherto had to ride, still Mr.
Punch is kind, and cannot bear that a
woman (at least a pretty one) should
be annoyed, and he is glad that ladies can
now step easily into a saloon-like vehicle,
v ithout exciting the savage looks of the
occupants in possession, without drag-
ging behind them a wet train, which slaps
and smears the knees of others, and with-
out the necessity of whisking suddenly
into a seat, lest more of the conforma-
tion of limb be exhibited than the usages
of society permit. We have in fact got
something like an Omnibus, and we
recommend such la-
dies as wish to see
Mr. Punch in the
flesh, to look out for
the new vehicles,
which inoreover have
the advantage of po-
lite conductors in-
stead of slangy or
surly cads. Mr.
Punch hopes that
great numbers of the
new omnibuses will
be launched, and
that the atrocious
things which at pre-
sent infest London
will be driven to
grief. Lor in these
Income-Tax days we must be economical,
and we cannot be always in the hands
and cabs of the highway robber called
a Cabman. The omnibus is a necessity,
and why should it not be made decently
comfortable? Echo answers Why, and
the projectors of the new vehicles answer
in a much more sensible manner by
sending out the New Omnibus—its ad-
vent happily timed, for the Company,
instead of improving its vehicles, only
raises its prices—a process by no means
so satisfactory. Omnibus noium tonsom-
bus, says Horace, and the new omnibus
is noted by Mr. Punch, who is a shaver of
no ordinary closeness.
LOVE IN A HAZE.
“ Miss Ma tilda M. Hays, writing to the Times, complains that in
our present state of society Woman has no share in the ■world’s work,
and no Platform but the Childless Hearth, or the Teeming Nursery.’’
“ Miss Wisk’s Mission, my guardian said, was to prove that woman s
mission was man's mission, and that the only genuine mission of
both man and woman was to be always moving declaratory resolutions
about things in general at public meetings.”— Bleak House.
What Platform will plaze
Miss Matilda M. Hays,
Who considers that women are gabies
If content with a mate,
And a home tete-a-tete.
Or a ro< nn full of beautiful babies ?
Miss Matilda M. Hays
Nobler notions displays,
By convention she will not be blinded.
Sewing buttons on shirts
Is a business that hurts
The feelings of one so strong-minded.
Miss Matilda M. Hays,
Her conviction conveys
That “obey” is a whisper from Hades,
And that plain golden rings
Are contemptible things
In the eyes of all spirited ladies.
A “Platform” Miss Hays
(In American phrase)
Demands for our women ambitious,
And when English girls choose
To subscribe to her views,
We’ll try to comply with her wishes.
But alas ! for Miss Hays,
She has come in bad days
To preach her Nou-Conjugal Mission,
And the girls, we suspect.
Will all murmur “ Reject
That strong-minded Spinster’s petition.”
If Matilda M. Hays
For five minutes will gaze
On the Marriage Advertisement Column,
She ’ll see what a list
Still get courted and kissed,
Regardless of Mission so solemn.
And till dear ones allow,
(As they will not do now)
That they can’t find their Mission in that form,
Matilda M. Hays
Must go elsewhere to raise
Her cry for a Yankeefied Platform.
A NEW CRY FOR CONSERVATIVES.
The Derbyit.es have at last got a good cry. It has been
discovered bv Mr. Disraeli, who proclaimed it the other
night in the House of Commons. The new Derbyite cry
is “The Independence of the P<?pe ! ” Conservative elec-
tors should understand the meaning of that cry. They must
not suppose it to mean the mutual independence ot the
Pope and the Roman people. It means the maintenance
of the Papacy by the force of French arms. How very
independent his Holiness now is of Louis Napoleon!
The Derbyite and Disraelite policy is to keep him so.
Now, then, Conservative Members, turn out ^Lord
Palmerston. “The independence of the Pope ! ” Oh,
what a beautiful cry to go to the country with !
The' World in Little at South Kensington.
The International Exhibition is a Microcosm i.e a
view of the Universe through the small end of the tele-
scope, in more senses than one. It is like the world at
large in the vast improvement it would receive irom
clearing out the Nave, and not being left in the great dis-
order prevailing in most of the loreign Courts, and the
remarkable backwardness of these to clear away their
rubbish.