DOI issue:
[July] 25, 1862
DOI Page / Citation link: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16870#0040
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[January 25, 1862.
ROME AND ST. PETERSBURG.
POST YOUR MONEY.
The other day, by telegram from Breslau :—
“ was repor*od at Warsaw that Monsignor Chiqi, the present Papal Nuncio at Paris, will be appointed
Papal Nuncio to the Court of St. Petersburg.”
The Emperor or Russia had better mind what he is about in admitting Monsignor Chigi
as Papal Nuncio at St. Petersburg, or what Monsignor Chigi will be about when admitted
there in that capacity. The Pope has virtually decided that Borne is St. Petersburg, in asserting
that not only the see but also the city or burgh of Borne belongs to St. Peter. If Borne
is St. Petersburg]!, Jesuitical logicians will argue St. Petersburg!! is Borne, and belongs to
the Pope. The Jesuits and the Papal Nuncio may convert the Russians to Popery, and
then, if Popery should, as it very soon may, be expelled from the Italian Pcome, it may
claim, and succeed in acquiring, another Rome in Russia. St. Petersburg on the Tiber being
already too hot to hold his Holiness, who knows but that he might, even by a motu proprio,
or spontaneous bolt, seek a cooler climate in St. Petersburg on the Neva, and turn St
Petersburg into St. Peter’s Patrimony?
fit
SLIGHT ON A SOVEREIGN PEOPLE.
Our ally the Emperor op the Erench—he has deserved that name—will probably come
, in for some of that vituperation on the part of the Yankee press, of which the lion’s share
has hitherto fallen to the British Lion. What abuse will_ the newspapers of the United
States not heap npon the head of his Imperial Majesty in commenting on the circum-
stances thus recorded in the Post!—
“ It appears that Mr. Dayton, the American Minister at Paris, sent in a list of some twenty to thirty
American citizens for presentation at the Tuileries on New Year’s Day. The representative of the United
States thereupon received a note from M. Thouvenel, Minister of Foreign Affairs, requesting to know what
was the rank and social position of»the gentlemen and ladies who desired the honour of being presented
to their Imperial Majesties.”
Such a question might be excused on the supposition that it proceeded from invincible
ignorance. Their Imperial Majesties and M. Thouvenel may be conceived not to have
known that every American citizen is the freeman of a Sovereign State, and thus a member
of a Royal family, indeed a Sovereign in his own person; consequently the equal _ of any
crowned head in Europe. This information might have been imparted to the minister in
answer to his unnecessary question. But, continues the writer above quoted:—
“ I believe I am correct in saying that Mr. Dayton simply replied that the persons for whose presentation
he had applied were ladies and gentlemen who would be received by the President of the United States. It
resulted that no Americans were presented at all at the reception in question. I believe that the presence
at Court of some persons of American origin scarcely presentable in any society, was the cause of
M. Thouvenel’s note to Mr. Dayton.”
The effect of this intelligence on the American public will be that of profound sensation.
The organs of popular opinion will furiously declare that Erance must be whipped. _ They
will threaten her with sending a spare million of men to invade and overrun Algeria, and
another million to sack Paris and raze the exclusive Tuileries. They will menace the
everlasting blockade of Erench ports with sunken ships, laden with granite. As if every
American citizen were not presentable in any society 1 Jerusalem! The screams of the
insulted Bird of Ereedom will probably be terrific, and we shall see how much they will
Lighten the Erench Eagle.
The Savings Bank, the Savings Bank,
Bland Gladstone’s best and latest boor,,
Come, use it, folks of every rank,
You cannot get your Books too soon.
Display the common sense you boast.
And take your money to the Post.
Why risk the coin so sweet to save,
Why trust a Reverend Mr. Fletcher ?
Who says you’re safe from such a knave
In other banks, asserts a stretcher.
The most inviting cheats the most:
Come, take your money to the Post-
How easy, now, to put it there,
The door stands open all the day.
Once placed in yon Receiver’s care.
You hold the Nation’s Pledge to Pay.
Of loss no chance, no shade, no ghost:
Come, take your money to the Post.
Pale wife, from yonder tipsy spouse.
Take what his pot-house treats have left.
Lodge it in that receiving house.
Some day he ’ll thank the kindly theft.
Some day ’twill give you boiled or roast,
Come, take your money to the Post.
You tight-built smiling servant girl,
Don’t waste your wage on crinoline,
Put on the cap, smooth flat the curl,
And hoard your gains for home and wean ;
The baker’s bosom burns like toast .-
Come, take your money to the Post.
And her young lady—you, Miss Rose,
All that Allowance spent in rings !
Alphonso Briggs may soon propose,
And brides require a heap of things :
A little hoard will buy a host:
Come, take your money to the Post.
Mamma, a hundred ways, of course.
Those cheques of Pa’s too quickly melt,
But use a little moral force.
And try a saving scarcely felt.
’Twill help that month, M’m, on the Coast;
Come, take your money to the Post.
There’s something every one can spare,
Can put in Gladstone’s Bank away;
The thought that you have shiners there,
Is sunshine for a Rainy Day.
In golden words be this engrossed—
ffimnr, take gout tnoiug to tije Ipost.
LENITY PROPERLY REBUKED.
A Telegram from Naples states that the Bri-
gand Chief, Chlavone,
“ Has been deprived by the Bourbon Committee a
Rome of the command of the brigands, for having dis-
obeyed instructions by shooting prisoners.”
Telegrams are usually incomplete, but we
understand that this merciful manner of murder-
ing the prisoners has given great offence at the
Vatican, and that the successor to Chlavone
has imperative instructions either to burn his
captives, or to put them to death gradually, in the
Chinese fashion. As the Pope justly remarks,
“ these are not times for sentimental mercy to
the enemies of the Church.”
Mind, it's Between Hugh and Me.
Sir H. Cairns was asked whether he thought 1
a celebrated Master in Lunacy, who is at present
sitting on an interminable long-winded case, was
a sound law\-er or not, when he significantly re-
plied, “ Sound, you say? oh! yes—WARREN-ted.”
[January 25, 1862.
ROME AND ST. PETERSBURG.
POST YOUR MONEY.
The other day, by telegram from Breslau :—
“ was repor*od at Warsaw that Monsignor Chiqi, the present Papal Nuncio at Paris, will be appointed
Papal Nuncio to the Court of St. Petersburg.”
The Emperor or Russia had better mind what he is about in admitting Monsignor Chigi
as Papal Nuncio at St. Petersburg, or what Monsignor Chigi will be about when admitted
there in that capacity. The Pope has virtually decided that Borne is St. Petersburg, in asserting
that not only the see but also the city or burgh of Borne belongs to St. Peter. If Borne
is St. Petersburg]!, Jesuitical logicians will argue St. Petersburg!! is Borne, and belongs to
the Pope. The Jesuits and the Papal Nuncio may convert the Russians to Popery, and
then, if Popery should, as it very soon may, be expelled from the Italian Pcome, it may
claim, and succeed in acquiring, another Rome in Russia. St. Petersburg on the Tiber being
already too hot to hold his Holiness, who knows but that he might, even by a motu proprio,
or spontaneous bolt, seek a cooler climate in St. Petersburg on the Neva, and turn St
Petersburg into St. Peter’s Patrimony?
fit
SLIGHT ON A SOVEREIGN PEOPLE.
Our ally the Emperor op the Erench—he has deserved that name—will probably come
, in for some of that vituperation on the part of the Yankee press, of which the lion’s share
has hitherto fallen to the British Lion. What abuse will_ the newspapers of the United
States not heap npon the head of his Imperial Majesty in commenting on the circum-
stances thus recorded in the Post!—
“ It appears that Mr. Dayton, the American Minister at Paris, sent in a list of some twenty to thirty
American citizens for presentation at the Tuileries on New Year’s Day. The representative of the United
States thereupon received a note from M. Thouvenel, Minister of Foreign Affairs, requesting to know what
was the rank and social position of»the gentlemen and ladies who desired the honour of being presented
to their Imperial Majesties.”
Such a question might be excused on the supposition that it proceeded from invincible
ignorance. Their Imperial Majesties and M. Thouvenel may be conceived not to have
known that every American citizen is the freeman of a Sovereign State, and thus a member
of a Royal family, indeed a Sovereign in his own person; consequently the equal _ of any
crowned head in Europe. This information might have been imparted to the minister in
answer to his unnecessary question. But, continues the writer above quoted:—
“ I believe I am correct in saying that Mr. Dayton simply replied that the persons for whose presentation
he had applied were ladies and gentlemen who would be received by the President of the United States. It
resulted that no Americans were presented at all at the reception in question. I believe that the presence
at Court of some persons of American origin scarcely presentable in any society, was the cause of
M. Thouvenel’s note to Mr. Dayton.”
The effect of this intelligence on the American public will be that of profound sensation.
The organs of popular opinion will furiously declare that Erance must be whipped. _ They
will threaten her with sending a spare million of men to invade and overrun Algeria, and
another million to sack Paris and raze the exclusive Tuileries. They will menace the
everlasting blockade of Erench ports with sunken ships, laden with granite. As if every
American citizen were not presentable in any society 1 Jerusalem! The screams of the
insulted Bird of Ereedom will probably be terrific, and we shall see how much they will
Lighten the Erench Eagle.
The Savings Bank, the Savings Bank,
Bland Gladstone’s best and latest boor,,
Come, use it, folks of every rank,
You cannot get your Books too soon.
Display the common sense you boast.
And take your money to the Post.
Why risk the coin so sweet to save,
Why trust a Reverend Mr. Fletcher ?
Who says you’re safe from such a knave
In other banks, asserts a stretcher.
The most inviting cheats the most:
Come, take your money to the Post-
How easy, now, to put it there,
The door stands open all the day.
Once placed in yon Receiver’s care.
You hold the Nation’s Pledge to Pay.
Of loss no chance, no shade, no ghost:
Come, take your money to the Post.
Pale wife, from yonder tipsy spouse.
Take what his pot-house treats have left.
Lodge it in that receiving house.
Some day he ’ll thank the kindly theft.
Some day ’twill give you boiled or roast,
Come, take your money to the Post.
You tight-built smiling servant girl,
Don’t waste your wage on crinoline,
Put on the cap, smooth flat the curl,
And hoard your gains for home and wean ;
The baker’s bosom burns like toast .-
Come, take your money to the Post.
And her young lady—you, Miss Rose,
All that Allowance spent in rings !
Alphonso Briggs may soon propose,
And brides require a heap of things :
A little hoard will buy a host:
Come, take your money to the Post.
Mamma, a hundred ways, of course.
Those cheques of Pa’s too quickly melt,
But use a little moral force.
And try a saving scarcely felt.
’Twill help that month, M’m, on the Coast;
Come, take your money to the Post.
There’s something every one can spare,
Can put in Gladstone’s Bank away;
The thought that you have shiners there,
Is sunshine for a Rainy Day.
In golden words be this engrossed—
ffimnr, take gout tnoiug to tije Ipost.
LENITY PROPERLY REBUKED.
A Telegram from Naples states that the Bri-
gand Chief, Chlavone,
“ Has been deprived by the Bourbon Committee a
Rome of the command of the brigands, for having dis-
obeyed instructions by shooting prisoners.”
Telegrams are usually incomplete, but we
understand that this merciful manner of murder-
ing the prisoners has given great offence at the
Vatican, and that the successor to Chlavone
has imperative instructions either to burn his
captives, or to put them to death gradually, in the
Chinese fashion. As the Pope justly remarks,
“ these are not times for sentimental mercy to
the enemies of the Church.”
Mind, it's Between Hugh and Me.
Sir H. Cairns was asked whether he thought 1
a celebrated Master in Lunacy, who is at present
sitting on an interminable long-winded case, was
a sound law\-er or not, when he significantly re-
plied, “ Sound, you say? oh! yes—WARREN-ted.”