DOI Heft:
June 21, 1862
DOI Seite / Zitierlink: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16869#0260
A TERRIBLE THREAT.
Master Jack. “Now then, Charlotte, are you going to lend me your Paint Bos?’
Charlotte. “ No, Sir. You know what a Mess you made of it last time!”
Master Jack. “Very Well. Then I’ll put my Guinea Pig on your Neck!”
Quite a Novelty in Political Economy.
Retrenchment by the Tories.
A Considerable Saving in Time.—Shilling
Clocks.
GENTILITY AND GOOD MANNERS.
Thebe is no Royal Road to learning, and it would seem that the
Royal road to learning the contents of the International Exhibition
; is sometimes almost as bad as no road at all. The other day the
! Princesses Helena and Maude, with their attendants, visited the
| building. The young ladies were, of course, in deep mourning, and if
ordinary courtesy were not enough to prevent Snobs from intruding
1 upon them, the dress might have suggested that special delicacy was
due to children who were brought to see the development of the ideas
of a lost father. Hear the Daily News:—
“ We regret to be obliged to add, that the Royal party were forced to leave the
building much earlier than they had intended, in consequence of the rude and
shameless way in which they were literally ‘ mobbed. ’ Some of the ‘ ladies ’
rushed forward, and coolly peered under the bonnets of the young Princesses, to the
utter confusion and annoyance of the latter, and in defiance of the expostulations
of the police. The men were quite as bad, and when the police remonstrated, were
insolent and abusive, acting, in fact, as if they had an inward conviction that the
privilege of staring at the Royal Princesses in a manner which, if it had been done
to ladies of lower rank, would .most assuredly have procured for the offenders per-
sonal chastisement from their male escorts, was a legitimate portion of the value of
their admission money.”
“ Well, it was very low, of course, but wbat can you expect from the
rabble P The canaille have no sense of propriety, and if ladies will go
into a mob of mechanics, they must take the consequence.”
If you please, Mbs. Pitzbattleaxe, just lower that highly orna-
mental and aristocratic nose for one moment, only until you have read
another sentence or two.
The day in question was not a Shilling day, but a Half-Crown day,
the word “mobbed” in the above extract is followed in the original
thus,—
“ by persons wearing the garb of ladies and gentlemen,”
and the reporter proceeds :—
‘ ‘ To the honour of the working classes, we have to record, on the best authority,
that on the previous (shilling) day, when the building was crowded with mechanics
and their wives, the Royal party passed through the various courts comparatively
unmolested. A considerable crowd followed them, it is true, for a short period, !
after the quality of the distinguished visitors became known, but a single word i
from the police-sergeant in attendance was sufficient to induce the people to fall j
| back in the most deferential manner, and during the passage of the party through !
i the Courts the Royal ladies were wholly unobstructed. ”
1 Do you see that, Mbs. Eitzbattleaxe P You observe that it was not
the “ lower orders ” who mobbed the Princesses, but the “genteel5’1
I_
people, the folks who are not up to the Eive Shilling day mark, but
who could not for the world mix, (as Princesses Alice and Louisa
afterwards did) with the Shilling rabble. It was the Gents and the
Gentesses, Madam, the Snobs who endeavour to imitate you and
the rest or the beloved and revered aristocracy, but try to do it cheaply,
and cerl ainly do it in the way indicated by the other adjective frequently
coupled with cheap. Half-bred Brummagem Respectability mobs young
ladies in mourning—the Half-crowners, Madam.
On the days reserved for those who may be supposed to represent
the aristocracy, and on the days given to the People, the children of
Prince Albert may walk, unmolested, among the treasures which it
was the dearest wish of their father to assemble at Kensington. But
let them beware of the Snobs, those who are not fine enough to go
among the real Swells, and who think themselves too fine to go among
the People. We hope that our foreign visitors, as also the police, will
keep their eyes upon persons whom they may see vulgarly pressing
upon such visitors to the show as the Princesses, or others in whom
England has an interest. Both the males and females of the vulgarian
class that so misconducts itself look very smart, but should the police-
man, as it is to be hoped be may, lay his hand upon the shoulder of a
male Snob, let that policeman be gentle, or lie may pull away a paper
collar, and a dickey with brass studs, and as for the she-snobs, let
Punch advise persons with noses and knees to keep away from coarse
perfumes and cheap crinolines. A Marquis will do you no particular
harm, and will make way for you when he has seen the picture before
him, and a Mechanic will thank yon for telling him which is the Hogarth,
but the Gent who cares as much for pictures as a pig, will keep in
your way if he thinks you want to move on, and the Gentess, even more
vacuous, will stare at yon with all the accumulated hauteur of Totten-
hamcourtrodia if yon venture to press past her gentility. Mr. Punch is
sorry that the visits of the Princesses to their father’s best memorial
have furnished him with a text for such a sermon, but the ladies have
learned something by their annoyance, and the public should have the
benefit of the lesson. Beware of the Genteel !
motto eob the international “ press table.”
“ Eat your pudding, slave, and don’t hold your tongue.”
“ Invisible Green.”—The green in Mr. Punch’s eye.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. [June 21, 1862.
252
' —
BLONDIN IN A BREEZE.
The subjoined statement was published the
| other morning in the principal papers,—
| “ Crystal Palace. —Blondjn made his first ascent
j over the fountains on Saturday, notwithstanding it was
| blowing a hurricane at the time.”
The remark which this information naturally
suggests is, What a wonder it is that Blondin
was not blown down. The circumstance of a
windy day must add very much to the excite-
ment which is occasioned by Mr. Blondin’s ter-
rific ascents and performances in the sky. It is
liberal of the Crystal Palace Company to make
no extra charge for admission on hurricane days,
which Admiral Pitzroy’s “forecasts” in the
Times would generally enable them to anticipate
the day before. The crowds who go to see M.
Blondin risk, and perhaps break, his neck,
would _ be greatly multiplied if the public were
advertised as often as the prospects of the
weather would warrant, that his ascent would
take place at such an hour; a heavy gale ex-
pected. When he is dancing on the tight-rope in
a tempest, his spectators should give the space
under his rope a wide berth, considering that, if
he should chance to he upset, they would not
only have his blood upon their heads, in a moral
sense, but likewise, in its ponderable substance,
his material body, which would be as bad for
themselves as for Blondin, for the body would
certainly smash the heads notwithstanding their
thickness.
Master Jack. “Now then, Charlotte, are you going to lend me your Paint Bos?’
Charlotte. “ No, Sir. You know what a Mess you made of it last time!”
Master Jack. “Very Well. Then I’ll put my Guinea Pig on your Neck!”
Quite a Novelty in Political Economy.
Retrenchment by the Tories.
A Considerable Saving in Time.—Shilling
Clocks.
GENTILITY AND GOOD MANNERS.
Thebe is no Royal Road to learning, and it would seem that the
Royal road to learning the contents of the International Exhibition
; is sometimes almost as bad as no road at all. The other day the
! Princesses Helena and Maude, with their attendants, visited the
| building. The young ladies were, of course, in deep mourning, and if
ordinary courtesy were not enough to prevent Snobs from intruding
1 upon them, the dress might have suggested that special delicacy was
due to children who were brought to see the development of the ideas
of a lost father. Hear the Daily News:—
“ We regret to be obliged to add, that the Royal party were forced to leave the
building much earlier than they had intended, in consequence of the rude and
shameless way in which they were literally ‘ mobbed. ’ Some of the ‘ ladies ’
rushed forward, and coolly peered under the bonnets of the young Princesses, to the
utter confusion and annoyance of the latter, and in defiance of the expostulations
of the police. The men were quite as bad, and when the police remonstrated, were
insolent and abusive, acting, in fact, as if they had an inward conviction that the
privilege of staring at the Royal Princesses in a manner which, if it had been done
to ladies of lower rank, would .most assuredly have procured for the offenders per-
sonal chastisement from their male escorts, was a legitimate portion of the value of
their admission money.”
“ Well, it was very low, of course, but wbat can you expect from the
rabble P The canaille have no sense of propriety, and if ladies will go
into a mob of mechanics, they must take the consequence.”
If you please, Mbs. Pitzbattleaxe, just lower that highly orna-
mental and aristocratic nose for one moment, only until you have read
another sentence or two.
The day in question was not a Shilling day, but a Half-Crown day,
the word “mobbed” in the above extract is followed in the original
thus,—
“ by persons wearing the garb of ladies and gentlemen,”
and the reporter proceeds :—
‘ ‘ To the honour of the working classes, we have to record, on the best authority,
that on the previous (shilling) day, when the building was crowded with mechanics
and their wives, the Royal party passed through the various courts comparatively
unmolested. A considerable crowd followed them, it is true, for a short period, !
after the quality of the distinguished visitors became known, but a single word i
from the police-sergeant in attendance was sufficient to induce the people to fall j
| back in the most deferential manner, and during the passage of the party through !
i the Courts the Royal ladies were wholly unobstructed. ”
1 Do you see that, Mbs. Eitzbattleaxe P You observe that it was not
the “ lower orders ” who mobbed the Princesses, but the “genteel5’1
I_
people, the folks who are not up to the Eive Shilling day mark, but
who could not for the world mix, (as Princesses Alice and Louisa
afterwards did) with the Shilling rabble. It was the Gents and the
Gentesses, Madam, the Snobs who endeavour to imitate you and
the rest or the beloved and revered aristocracy, but try to do it cheaply,
and cerl ainly do it in the way indicated by the other adjective frequently
coupled with cheap. Half-bred Brummagem Respectability mobs young
ladies in mourning—the Half-crowners, Madam.
On the days reserved for those who may be supposed to represent
the aristocracy, and on the days given to the People, the children of
Prince Albert may walk, unmolested, among the treasures which it
was the dearest wish of their father to assemble at Kensington. But
let them beware of the Snobs, those who are not fine enough to go
among the real Swells, and who think themselves too fine to go among
the People. We hope that our foreign visitors, as also the police, will
keep their eyes upon persons whom they may see vulgarly pressing
upon such visitors to the show as the Princesses, or others in whom
England has an interest. Both the males and females of the vulgarian
class that so misconducts itself look very smart, but should the police-
man, as it is to be hoped be may, lay his hand upon the shoulder of a
male Snob, let that policeman be gentle, or lie may pull away a paper
collar, and a dickey with brass studs, and as for the she-snobs, let
Punch advise persons with noses and knees to keep away from coarse
perfumes and cheap crinolines. A Marquis will do you no particular
harm, and will make way for you when he has seen the picture before
him, and a Mechanic will thank yon for telling him which is the Hogarth,
but the Gent who cares as much for pictures as a pig, will keep in
your way if he thinks you want to move on, and the Gentess, even more
vacuous, will stare at yon with all the accumulated hauteur of Totten-
hamcourtrodia if yon venture to press past her gentility. Mr. Punch is
sorry that the visits of the Princesses to their father’s best memorial
have furnished him with a text for such a sermon, but the ladies have
learned something by their annoyance, and the public should have the
benefit of the lesson. Beware of the Genteel !
motto eob the international “ press table.”
“ Eat your pudding, slave, and don’t hold your tongue.”
“ Invisible Green.”—The green in Mr. Punch’s eye.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. [June 21, 1862.
252
' —
BLONDIN IN A BREEZE.
The subjoined statement was published the
| other morning in the principal papers,—
| “ Crystal Palace. —Blondjn made his first ascent
j over the fountains on Saturday, notwithstanding it was
| blowing a hurricane at the time.”
The remark which this information naturally
suggests is, What a wonder it is that Blondin
was not blown down. The circumstance of a
windy day must add very much to the excite-
ment which is occasioned by Mr. Blondin’s ter-
rific ascents and performances in the sky. It is
liberal of the Crystal Palace Company to make
no extra charge for admission on hurricane days,
which Admiral Pitzroy’s “forecasts” in the
Times would generally enable them to anticipate
the day before. The crowds who go to see M.
Blondin risk, and perhaps break, his neck,
would _ be greatly multiplied if the public were
advertised as often as the prospects of the
weather would warrant, that his ascent would
take place at such an hour; a heavy gale ex-
pected. When he is dancing on the tight-rope in
a tempest, his spectators should give the space
under his rope a wide berth, considering that, if
he should chance to he upset, they would not
only have his blood upon their heads, in a moral
sense, but likewise, in its ponderable substance,
his material body, which would be as bad for
themselves as for Blondin, for the body would
certainly smash the heads notwithstanding their
thickness.