Punch (43.1862)

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November 29, 1862.] PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

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LORD MAYOR’S SHOW.

“Sir! Sir ! / Do have the kindness to take off your hat, please; I assure you I can

see nothing at all] !!”

GIVE.

Is Lancashire liberal ? Outrace her,

Giving two crowns to her one.

Is Lancashire stingy? Out-face her.

Giving much to her none.

Be if little or much, let’s be striving.

Give money, or blankets, or prayer—

All but reasons for not giving,

Though they be never so fair.

If the North pour her wealth without stint.
The want, passes all her powers :

If t he North’s heart be hard as flint,

-More need of softness in ours.

Then be there no cry but one
Heard through this struggle to live,

The cry of the horse-leech alone—

A sore cry of Give ! Give ! Give !

Rich men, give of your millions.

Poor men, let your mites be flung,—

Lords and labourers, soldiers, civilians,
Men, women, old and young.

Give lor love of your sister and brother,
Give for your neighbour’s shame:

Give in rivalry of each other—

’Twill be giving all the same.

Love’s gifts bring a blessing contest,

And who knows but the baser giving,

May at such a time be blest,

And dead hearts touched to living !

What's in a Name?

The fencing-master, who figured as the instructor of
the luckless Dillon, before his fatal duel with the Due de
Grammont, bears the appropriate name of Gate-chair,
which, literally translated, means “spoil-flesh.” It is hard
to conceive flesh more sadly or sillily spoiled than by pinking
with the foils, which it is the business of this M. Gate-
chair to teach his pupils to liaudle !

PASSAGLIA AND THE POPE.

When the Pope was pleased to decree the dogma of the Immaculate
Conception, lie employed Father Passaglia to enunciate that bright
idea as a theological fact. Adding to the articles of the Romish faith,
whilst his hand was in, his Holiness, had he possessed the gift of
intuition as well as that of infallibility, would perhaps have made one
more addition to papal Christianity. Knowing the man with whom he
had to deal as well as he knew all about the Madonna, it is like'y that
Pius would have coupled his declaration concerning her with one
relative to himself, affirming the necessity of the temporal power. By
that device he would have estopped Passaglia from doing what he now-
does in beseeching the Pope to renounce his Kingship, and yet, at the
same time, professing unimpeachable orthodoxy. Had the Pope but
j had the gumption officially to proclaim his twofold sovereignty indis-
soluble, Father Passaglia would have been forced to hold his tongue,
or else he would now be in the position of a heretic, and to the address
I. which he has lately got up, and offered to his Holiness with the
signatures of 10,000 priests, the Holy Father might have coutented
himself with replying Anathema ! As it is, he can only return the old,
old answer, which he gives Louis Napoleon. Passaglia and his
associates appeal to the successor of St. Peter as follows

“ Behold, most blessed Rather, from one end to the other of this our Italy a
unanimous voice resounds—a voice of religion, of Catholic piety,—1 Long live the
Pope ! ’ but another voice is also heard, a voice of patriotism and of national inde-
pendence—‘ Long live Rome, the metropolis of the new Kingdom ! ”

“ Nonpossumus ! ” That is the sole reply which the Pope can make
to the hint foregoing:—“We know what you want Us to do, but—
Nonpossumus. We can’t do it!” He may, however, still say so much
as that, and that, probably, is all they will get out of him.

The petitioners go on to say:—

If these two voices, instead of joining in unison, are jarring and conflicting,
there is no spiritual or temporal evil that we may not fear ; there is no national and
religious blessing that we may reasonably hope for. Who, then, shall be the holy
man destined to bring these voices to harmonise, to turn them into a beginning
and source of so great a happiness for the nation and for the Papacy, for society and
for the Church ?”

“ Not We,” will doubtless be the papal response. “ Non possumus.”

Passaglia and the Passaglians continue:—

“You alone can he he, most blessed Father, as you alone can efficiently repeat
that voice which you inherited from the Prince of Shepherds, and which, starting
from the Vatican, would fill heaven and earth with exultation. Let, then, this voice
be beard from your lips, O Pius ! Let Italy, which looks upon you with filial love,
and prays to you, hear this word—Peace ! ’ Yes, Father, do you announce peace,
and we, in our own name and that of Italy, swear to you immortal gratitude.”

“ Non possumus/” There is no hope—or fear—that any other voice
than that will be heard from the lips of the Sovereign Pontiff in
acknowledgment of any such invitation. “ Non possumus /” he will
tell them, making, perhaps, the sign of the sight, after the popular
manner. Or, getting into a rage, he will vehemently repeat—“ Non
possumus, non possumus, non possumus /” and, taking off one of his white
satin slippers, shy it at the heads of the deputation kneeling before
him, and tell them to go, with an unapostolical malediction.

It is of course earnestly hoped by all zealous Protestants that the
Roman Pontiff, seeing Whose Yicar he affirms himself to be, will go
on answering Non possumus to every request to resign an extremely
ill-governed kingdom which is of this world. There is considerable
likelihood that the result of perseverance in that course will be the
creation of a Church of Italy distinct from that of Rome. To organise
and govern such an Institution, it may not be difficult for Yictor-
Emmanuel to find a Cranmer, possibly in the person of Passaglia
himself, who, even in the event of any revival of Popery that could
occur in these days, would be incombustible.

The Wonder of Wonders.

We rejoice in being able to record the fact of a Scotchman having
made a joke. Some one.was advocating the new theory that the best
way to treat certain criminals would be to whip them, when our friend
from the North exclaimed, “ Richt, mon, the best dessert would be
Whipped Greaminals.”