DOI issue:
December 24, 1864
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[December 24, 1864.
THE RIGHT MAN IN THE RIGHT PLACE AT
SOUTHAMPTON.
The Place is the Postmastership. The Man is Mr.
William Cooper. The qualification of the latter for the
former consists in a service of thirty years as Chief Clerk
in the Southampton Post Office, and a special knowledge
of its business acquired during that time. Mr. Cooper is
a sound Liberal, but the claims of the man to occupy the
place are so much greater than those of anybody else, that
they would be recognised by any Conservative Government
winch dispensed patronage with the least regard to merit.
A Government professing Liberal principles would, if it
acted on any principle at all but that of favouritism,
appoint Mr. Cooper to the Southampton Postmastership,
although, instead of being on the right side, he were an
out-and-out Derbyite, and it were his fault that South-
ampton, as far as she is represented at all, is represented
by a Tory. These things being considered, we should not
wonder if the right man, Mr. Cooper, were actually put by
the Postmaster-General under Lord Palmerston into the
right place—the Postmastership of Southampton.
THE AWFUL APPARITION
That appeared to Mr. Skeary, on getting Home after the Spiritual Seanoe
(and little Supper), and which had such an Effect on his Nerves that
HE COULD NOT GO TO BUSINESS THE NEST DaY.
MORE GERMAN-ENGLISH.
The satisfaction which Mr. Punch expressed, some time
ago, at the progress of the English language in Bonn, has
excited emulation in other parts of the Continent. He
has received several interesting letters from worthy Ger-
mans, eager to show that they too have mastered our tongue,
and he selects a notice which is hung up in the bed-rooms
of an hotel in the City of Evil Smells, on the Rhine. He
has not tried the place, and therefore abstains from
crowding it with the myriads of travellers who would rush
thither, did he name it. But if the physical entertainment
offered there be as good as the literary entertainment
afforded by the notification, the Hotel must be a very
excellent one :—
“ TO MY GUEST.
“ In the interest of the Visitors who will honour my hotel with
their presence, i dont fail to inform that they have not to give any
Drinkings Money the people employed in my house, and that also
the charge to bring their Luggages to the Diligences and Steamers
is inclused in the Account they have to Pay and therefore nobody can
request somewhat to a Traveller by what Pretext it would be.”
Epitaph on an Angler.—“ Hooked it/
THE ITALIAN PARLIAMENT.
Success in Parliamentary practice is not to be obtained in a day,
and we in England, who after hundreds of troublesome years, are now
bringing our Legislative Assemblies into something like working order,
should not withhold from our Continental friends any assistance that may
encourage them in the excellent constitutional course they have lately
adopted.
We regret to observe that a want of harmony characterises the pro-
ceedings of the Italian Parliament. 0 Italy ! Land of song ! can such
things be! Melancholy, but true. Is there not a remedy? Ay,
there is. Where are those musical swallows flying, flying South after
the London Season is over ? We wish no possible harm to Victor-
Emmanuel, but wouldn’t he, just to oblige a lady, abdicate in favour
of Madame Grisi, to be henceforth known only as Queen of Italy.
Could His Holiness object to this ? Wherever the capital of Italy,
wouldn’t every one, ay even now, flock to hear Queen Julia the
First open the Session with “ Casta Diva ? ” Cialdini might be
entrusted with a double bass, a big drum, or a trumpet, on any one of
which he might learn a few notes, unobjectionable to an audience and
pleasant to himself.
The cast of tne new Administration should be as follows :—
Minister of War .
leader of the Opposition
Minister erf Finance .
Secretary of Stale for Foreign Affairs
Home Secretary .
Minister of Religion, &c.
Signor Mario (as the Count Almaviva).
Mlre. Alboni (as the Page in the
Huguenots, with the Song of “ No, No,
No, No ! ’')
Signor Ronconi.
Signor Tagliafico.
Signor Giuglini.
Signok Ciahpi.
Usher (the Gentleman known in books\N. N. (Nobody Nows.) To be filled
of the Libretto as . . . . j up as occasion may require.
The whole under the personal Direction of Signor Costa.
The report of the first Sitting might be something of this sort:—
The proceedings were commenced by Signor Costa taking his seat in
the orchestra, which is so situated as to divide the Members of the
Opposition from those siding with the Government. The entrance of
this distinguished leader was the signal for a burst of irrepressible
applause, in which the wives, daughters, cousins, and other female
relations of the Senators, thronging the galleries, most enthusiastically
joined. Order being restored, Signor Costa spoke a few words good
humouredly to the First Yiolin, who replied in a semi-tone, which
was inaudible in the reporters’ gallery, and, after tapping his desk
sharply with his baton, he flourished it once in the air, and then, as
one man, the orchestra gave the first note of the overture to
Italiani in Algeria. The performance of this great work was most
admirable.
The motion that “ This House do form itself into a Committee of
Druids” having been acceded to, Signor Ciampi, the Minister of
Religion, having in the kindest manner undertaken the music of Oroveso,
led -the “ Ah, del tedio al giogo indegno,” in which the entire Senate
solemnly joined. We would suggest that another time the Members
of the Opposition should have their white beards and wigs ready to
slip on directly the chorus commences, as some delay was occasioned
by their want of foresight.
At “ Norma viene, le cinge la chioma ” the House rose in a body, and
Queen Julia majestically entered the building, and having ascended
the steps leading to the Throne, at once commenced the immortal
“ Casta Diva.”
It will not be out of place to remind those Members of the Legis-
lature, who are unacquainted with, or unable to sing the music, that
they ought not to attempt to join in here and there, nor to venture
upon any other melody than that set down for them. We would
respectfully point out to the ladies in the gallery, that they should avoid
turning over the leaves of their books during the solos. All these
defects will, doubtless, be remedied before our next Sitting.
After the song and chorus the Queen retired, and Signor Mario
(for whose hoarseness a printed apology was circulated throughout the
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[December 24, 1864.
THE RIGHT MAN IN THE RIGHT PLACE AT
SOUTHAMPTON.
The Place is the Postmastership. The Man is Mr.
William Cooper. The qualification of the latter for the
former consists in a service of thirty years as Chief Clerk
in the Southampton Post Office, and a special knowledge
of its business acquired during that time. Mr. Cooper is
a sound Liberal, but the claims of the man to occupy the
place are so much greater than those of anybody else, that
they would be recognised by any Conservative Government
winch dispensed patronage with the least regard to merit.
A Government professing Liberal principles would, if it
acted on any principle at all but that of favouritism,
appoint Mr. Cooper to the Southampton Postmastership,
although, instead of being on the right side, he were an
out-and-out Derbyite, and it were his fault that South-
ampton, as far as she is represented at all, is represented
by a Tory. These things being considered, we should not
wonder if the right man, Mr. Cooper, were actually put by
the Postmaster-General under Lord Palmerston into the
right place—the Postmastership of Southampton.
THE AWFUL APPARITION
That appeared to Mr. Skeary, on getting Home after the Spiritual Seanoe
(and little Supper), and which had such an Effect on his Nerves that
HE COULD NOT GO TO BUSINESS THE NEST DaY.
MORE GERMAN-ENGLISH.
The satisfaction which Mr. Punch expressed, some time
ago, at the progress of the English language in Bonn, has
excited emulation in other parts of the Continent. He
has received several interesting letters from worthy Ger-
mans, eager to show that they too have mastered our tongue,
and he selects a notice which is hung up in the bed-rooms
of an hotel in the City of Evil Smells, on the Rhine. He
has not tried the place, and therefore abstains from
crowding it with the myriads of travellers who would rush
thither, did he name it. But if the physical entertainment
offered there be as good as the literary entertainment
afforded by the notification, the Hotel must be a very
excellent one :—
“ TO MY GUEST.
“ In the interest of the Visitors who will honour my hotel with
their presence, i dont fail to inform that they have not to give any
Drinkings Money the people employed in my house, and that also
the charge to bring their Luggages to the Diligences and Steamers
is inclused in the Account they have to Pay and therefore nobody can
request somewhat to a Traveller by what Pretext it would be.”
Epitaph on an Angler.—“ Hooked it/
THE ITALIAN PARLIAMENT.
Success in Parliamentary practice is not to be obtained in a day,
and we in England, who after hundreds of troublesome years, are now
bringing our Legislative Assemblies into something like working order,
should not withhold from our Continental friends any assistance that may
encourage them in the excellent constitutional course they have lately
adopted.
We regret to observe that a want of harmony characterises the pro-
ceedings of the Italian Parliament. 0 Italy ! Land of song ! can such
things be! Melancholy, but true. Is there not a remedy? Ay,
there is. Where are those musical swallows flying, flying South after
the London Season is over ? We wish no possible harm to Victor-
Emmanuel, but wouldn’t he, just to oblige a lady, abdicate in favour
of Madame Grisi, to be henceforth known only as Queen of Italy.
Could His Holiness object to this ? Wherever the capital of Italy,
wouldn’t every one, ay even now, flock to hear Queen Julia the
First open the Session with “ Casta Diva ? ” Cialdini might be
entrusted with a double bass, a big drum, or a trumpet, on any one of
which he might learn a few notes, unobjectionable to an audience and
pleasant to himself.
The cast of tne new Administration should be as follows :—
Minister of War .
leader of the Opposition
Minister erf Finance .
Secretary of Stale for Foreign Affairs
Home Secretary .
Minister of Religion, &c.
Signor Mario (as the Count Almaviva).
Mlre. Alboni (as the Page in the
Huguenots, with the Song of “ No, No,
No, No ! ’')
Signor Ronconi.
Signor Tagliafico.
Signor Giuglini.
Signok Ciahpi.
Usher (the Gentleman known in books\N. N. (Nobody Nows.) To be filled
of the Libretto as . . . . j up as occasion may require.
The whole under the personal Direction of Signor Costa.
The report of the first Sitting might be something of this sort:—
The proceedings were commenced by Signor Costa taking his seat in
the orchestra, which is so situated as to divide the Members of the
Opposition from those siding with the Government. The entrance of
this distinguished leader was the signal for a burst of irrepressible
applause, in which the wives, daughters, cousins, and other female
relations of the Senators, thronging the galleries, most enthusiastically
joined. Order being restored, Signor Costa spoke a few words good
humouredly to the First Yiolin, who replied in a semi-tone, which
was inaudible in the reporters’ gallery, and, after tapping his desk
sharply with his baton, he flourished it once in the air, and then, as
one man, the orchestra gave the first note of the overture to
Italiani in Algeria. The performance of this great work was most
admirable.
The motion that “ This House do form itself into a Committee of
Druids” having been acceded to, Signor Ciampi, the Minister of
Religion, having in the kindest manner undertaken the music of Oroveso,
led -the “ Ah, del tedio al giogo indegno,” in which the entire Senate
solemnly joined. We would suggest that another time the Members
of the Opposition should have their white beards and wigs ready to
slip on directly the chorus commences, as some delay was occasioned
by their want of foresight.
At “ Norma viene, le cinge la chioma ” the House rose in a body, and
Queen Julia majestically entered the building, and having ascended
the steps leading to the Throne, at once commenced the immortal
“ Casta Diva.”
It will not be out of place to remind those Members of the Legis-
lature, who are unacquainted with, or unable to sing the music, that
they ought not to attempt to join in here and there, nor to venture
upon any other melody than that set down for them. We would
respectfully point out to the ladies in the gallery, that they should avoid
turning over the leaves of their books during the solos. All these
defects will, doubtless, be remedied before our next Sitting.
After the song and chorus the Queen retired, and Signor Mario
(for whose hoarseness a printed apology was circulated throughout the