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June 2, 1866
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June 2, 1866.]
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
227
PUNCH’S ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT.
On Dizzy’s brow and on his rival’s face
Were signs that both were sworn to pound away.
The following Monday for the fight was fixed,
In other words ’twas then to come to pass
Whether the Tinct: Reform: by Gladstone mixed,
The Tories would drink down, or smash the glass.
ark ! Thursday last the Faith-
ful Commons met,
AuG sat debating till the
clock struck one.
They talked of Gladstone’s
plan to pay the Debt,
Topic of many figures, but
no fun.
Asked touching Congress, he
had nought to say,
Save that he hoped the thing
would come about;
And when they met upon the
following day.
So few appeared that those
were Counted Out.
We raised no talk upon the
Great Reform,
But waited till we should
behold the Bill,
The single Bill designed to
meet the storm.
Directed onward by Cauca-
sian skill.
No dastard hands, like those
of Goss and Mace,
Met in mock prelude of
avoided fray:
“CLEAN YOUR BOOTS, SIR?”
There is a party that Mr. Punch will toueh
his hat to when he sees them enjoying them-
selves on the top of their drag at Ascot. This
lot consists of the President, Vice-Presidents,
Treasurer, Honorary Secretary, Honorary Medi-
cal Attendant, Committee, and Master of the
Shoe-Black Brigade, Home and Ragged School,
211, Marylebone Road, Edgeware Road. At the
Races, people accustomed, like Mr. Punch, to
descend from their conveyance for awhile and
mingle with the crowd, are always more or
less in danger of having their pockets picked.
Thanks to Robert Culling Hanbury, Esq.,
M.P., and the gentlemen over whom he presides,
we shall now be less in danger thereof than we
should be but for the Shoe-Black Brigade Home
and Ragged School.
These gentlemen may be principally actuated
by a sentimental motive. Never mind, strong-
minded Swells! Very likely they contemplate
what they call doing good to their fellow-creatures
merely, in saving street-boys from going to the
bad. But they also do good to you and me.
Do they not, when, by their means, the urchin
who blacks one’s boots might have stolen one’s
watch ?
The support of the Shoe-Black Brigade, Home
and Ragged School, will not only amuse those
sentimentalists who delight in the amusement of
doing good to their fellow-creatures, but is also
worth the money of men of the world who want
to prevent their fellow-creatures, as much as they
can, from doing harm to them.
The Bankers to the Committee of the Insti-
tution above named are Messrs. Barrett,
Hoare, Danbury, & Lloyd, 60, Lombard
Street.
FROM A LONDON CORRESPONDENT.
My Dearest Julia,
Tiiank you O so much for your interesting letter. I declare I
hardly slept a wink last night from thinking of it. So you really are
engaged, dear ! 0 you lucky thing ! I should so like to hiss you ! I
always said that you were just the girl to be a parsoness. Perhaps ere
many years are over you may rise to be a Bishopess ! Only fancy!
How imposing it will sound when bawled out by big footmen at the
bottom of a staircase!
Well, now about your dresses, love. I quite agree with you that
you should come to town immediately. It is so important now you are
affianced that you should dress becomingly. A Bishopess that is to be
ought never to look dowdy. Besides, dear, as you know, a girl with
your complexion never ought to trust to the taste of country milliners.
So very much depends upon a proper choice of colours, when one has
lost the blush of youth, or at least is over twenty.
Have you seen this month’s Le Follet ? Among the dresses it de-
scribes is one that would just suit a country parsoness, I think, and so
I ’ll cut it out for you:—
“A morning toilette of Knickerbocker, pale violet; dress, short paletAt, and
under-skirt, all of the same material. At the bottom of the lower skirt a plaiting of
violet taffetas. Upon the dress, at each seam, a patte rather wide at the waist, and
ending in three points with tassels, which fall over the bottom skirt. Paletfit
trimmed with revers taffetas. Fanchon bonnet of violet tulle. Three bouillons,
separated by cordons of violets."
A k nick erbocker suit will be & famous thing to trudge in, when you
go about t.he miry lanes to visit your parishioners. And violet of all
colours is best suited for a clergywoman. I rather doubt, though, if
the Fanchon shape will suit your style of cheekbone. Perhaps upon
the whole, dear, a Pamela would be better. I see one in Le Follet
described as being “ entirely composed of shaded violets.” This really
j must be charming, so sweetly pure and spring-like ! I wonder, by the
way, if the violets be real ones. If they are, to keep them fresh, I
1 presume that you must daily put your Pamela in water.
Of course, dear, you will have to give up dances now, and settle down
into a dinner belle, as Cousin Charley says. See then what a lovely
dress Le Follet here describes for you:—
“ Dinner-dress of silver-grey satin—‘ Princesse make—trimmed all up the front
with a double row of white satin puffs let in the material, and edged round with
black lace. Similar trimmings, on a smaller scale, up the seams of the sleeves, and
j fancy buttons of silver.”
That, rude boy Charley says that “ trimmings” would go well with
a leg of mutton sleeve, but as for “ satin puffs,” although they may be
sweet things in a linen-draper’s eyes, they can’t be half so sweet for
dinner as good jam ones. Men always think it funny to crack jokes
about one’s toilette; and with all their college learning and superior
intelligence, they never comprehend the simplest language of the
milliners. For instance, Charley has been puzzling his poor brains
about the following, and cannot for the life of him make out what it
means :—
“ Evening dress of white poult de soie. Skirt on the bias, with trimmings up
the seams of rose-colour and white ruches, pinked. Bottom of the skirt trimmed
round with double ruches of tulle to match. Similar ruches round the top of the
low body. Guimpe of Brussels application.”
Of course you know, dear, well enough what a “ skirt on the bias ”
is. That stupid monster Charley will have it that the bias is only
found in bowls, and he can’t conceive what ruches are, or how the white
ones can be pinked. “ Double ruches of tulle” is Double Dutch, he
says, to him; and what is meant by “ guimpe of Brussels application”
he knows no more than why the name of Brussels has been attached to
sprouts. What stupid things men must be not to know such simple
matters! Why, the language that we ladies use in speaking of our
dresses is ever so much plainer than the horrid slang men talk about
their “ laying on the field bar one,” and their “ drawing bills at sight,”
and their “ selling out New Threes at eighty-four five-eighths ! ”
I can write no further now, dear, for I promised C. to let him ride
out with me this morning, and he reminds me that the horses have
been waiting very nearly three-quarters of an hour for me. So good
bye for the present, love, and mind you come up soon, and I ’ll get
Charley to go shopping with us. Won’t it be a treat for him P
Ever, ever yours, dear, with sincere congratulation, and a thousand,
thousand kisses, Georgie Ada Gushington.
P.S. I heard that darling Faust the evening before last, and Lucca
sang so charmingly ! Pa has a box this season, and you must mind and
go with us as often as you can. You know it won’t be proper, dearest,
when you are a parsoness l
The Goose’s Peculiar Complaint.
We are told by a contemporary that “ a new species of disease has
broken out among geese,” particularly at Mitcham, Walton, and other
places in Surrey. We are further informed that “ the disease affects
the young geese with stupor,” and that some “ ascribe it, in an indirect
way, to the easterly winds.” No ; surely it must be a disease of reple-
tion. Geese are apt to stuff themselves. A goose must have got
overfull to be more stupid than it was before.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
227
PUNCH’S ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT.
On Dizzy’s brow and on his rival’s face
Were signs that both were sworn to pound away.
The following Monday for the fight was fixed,
In other words ’twas then to come to pass
Whether the Tinct: Reform: by Gladstone mixed,
The Tories would drink down, or smash the glass.
ark ! Thursday last the Faith-
ful Commons met,
AuG sat debating till the
clock struck one.
They talked of Gladstone’s
plan to pay the Debt,
Topic of many figures, but
no fun.
Asked touching Congress, he
had nought to say,
Save that he hoped the thing
would come about;
And when they met upon the
following day.
So few appeared that those
were Counted Out.
We raised no talk upon the
Great Reform,
But waited till we should
behold the Bill,
The single Bill designed to
meet the storm.
Directed onward by Cauca-
sian skill.
No dastard hands, like those
of Goss and Mace,
Met in mock prelude of
avoided fray:
“CLEAN YOUR BOOTS, SIR?”
There is a party that Mr. Punch will toueh
his hat to when he sees them enjoying them-
selves on the top of their drag at Ascot. This
lot consists of the President, Vice-Presidents,
Treasurer, Honorary Secretary, Honorary Medi-
cal Attendant, Committee, and Master of the
Shoe-Black Brigade, Home and Ragged School,
211, Marylebone Road, Edgeware Road. At the
Races, people accustomed, like Mr. Punch, to
descend from their conveyance for awhile and
mingle with the crowd, are always more or
less in danger of having their pockets picked.
Thanks to Robert Culling Hanbury, Esq.,
M.P., and the gentlemen over whom he presides,
we shall now be less in danger thereof than we
should be but for the Shoe-Black Brigade Home
and Ragged School.
These gentlemen may be principally actuated
by a sentimental motive. Never mind, strong-
minded Swells! Very likely they contemplate
what they call doing good to their fellow-creatures
merely, in saving street-boys from going to the
bad. But they also do good to you and me.
Do they not, when, by their means, the urchin
who blacks one’s boots might have stolen one’s
watch ?
The support of the Shoe-Black Brigade, Home
and Ragged School, will not only amuse those
sentimentalists who delight in the amusement of
doing good to their fellow-creatures, but is also
worth the money of men of the world who want
to prevent their fellow-creatures, as much as they
can, from doing harm to them.
The Bankers to the Committee of the Insti-
tution above named are Messrs. Barrett,
Hoare, Danbury, & Lloyd, 60, Lombard
Street.
FROM A LONDON CORRESPONDENT.
My Dearest Julia,
Tiiank you O so much for your interesting letter. I declare I
hardly slept a wink last night from thinking of it. So you really are
engaged, dear ! 0 you lucky thing ! I should so like to hiss you ! I
always said that you were just the girl to be a parsoness. Perhaps ere
many years are over you may rise to be a Bishopess ! Only fancy!
How imposing it will sound when bawled out by big footmen at the
bottom of a staircase!
Well, now about your dresses, love. I quite agree with you that
you should come to town immediately. It is so important now you are
affianced that you should dress becomingly. A Bishopess that is to be
ought never to look dowdy. Besides, dear, as you know, a girl with
your complexion never ought to trust to the taste of country milliners.
So very much depends upon a proper choice of colours, when one has
lost the blush of youth, or at least is over twenty.
Have you seen this month’s Le Follet ? Among the dresses it de-
scribes is one that would just suit a country parsoness, I think, and so
I ’ll cut it out for you:—
“A morning toilette of Knickerbocker, pale violet; dress, short paletAt, and
under-skirt, all of the same material. At the bottom of the lower skirt a plaiting of
violet taffetas. Upon the dress, at each seam, a patte rather wide at the waist, and
ending in three points with tassels, which fall over the bottom skirt. Paletfit
trimmed with revers taffetas. Fanchon bonnet of violet tulle. Three bouillons,
separated by cordons of violets."
A k nick erbocker suit will be & famous thing to trudge in, when you
go about t.he miry lanes to visit your parishioners. And violet of all
colours is best suited for a clergywoman. I rather doubt, though, if
the Fanchon shape will suit your style of cheekbone. Perhaps upon
the whole, dear, a Pamela would be better. I see one in Le Follet
described as being “ entirely composed of shaded violets.” This really
j must be charming, so sweetly pure and spring-like ! I wonder, by the
way, if the violets be real ones. If they are, to keep them fresh, I
1 presume that you must daily put your Pamela in water.
Of course, dear, you will have to give up dances now, and settle down
into a dinner belle, as Cousin Charley says. See then what a lovely
dress Le Follet here describes for you:—
“ Dinner-dress of silver-grey satin—‘ Princesse make—trimmed all up the front
with a double row of white satin puffs let in the material, and edged round with
black lace. Similar trimmings, on a smaller scale, up the seams of the sleeves, and
j fancy buttons of silver.”
That, rude boy Charley says that “ trimmings” would go well with
a leg of mutton sleeve, but as for “ satin puffs,” although they may be
sweet things in a linen-draper’s eyes, they can’t be half so sweet for
dinner as good jam ones. Men always think it funny to crack jokes
about one’s toilette; and with all their college learning and superior
intelligence, they never comprehend the simplest language of the
milliners. For instance, Charley has been puzzling his poor brains
about the following, and cannot for the life of him make out what it
means :—
“ Evening dress of white poult de soie. Skirt on the bias, with trimmings up
the seams of rose-colour and white ruches, pinked. Bottom of the skirt trimmed
round with double ruches of tulle to match. Similar ruches round the top of the
low body. Guimpe of Brussels application.”
Of course you know, dear, well enough what a “ skirt on the bias ”
is. That stupid monster Charley will have it that the bias is only
found in bowls, and he can’t conceive what ruches are, or how the white
ones can be pinked. “ Double ruches of tulle” is Double Dutch, he
says, to him; and what is meant by “ guimpe of Brussels application”
he knows no more than why the name of Brussels has been attached to
sprouts. What stupid things men must be not to know such simple
matters! Why, the language that we ladies use in speaking of our
dresses is ever so much plainer than the horrid slang men talk about
their “ laying on the field bar one,” and their “ drawing bills at sight,”
and their “ selling out New Threes at eighty-four five-eighths ! ”
I can write no further now, dear, for I promised C. to let him ride
out with me this morning, and he reminds me that the horses have
been waiting very nearly three-quarters of an hour for me. So good
bye for the present, love, and mind you come up soon, and I ’ll get
Charley to go shopping with us. Won’t it be a treat for him P
Ever, ever yours, dear, with sincere congratulation, and a thousand,
thousand kisses, Georgie Ada Gushington.
P.S. I heard that darling Faust the evening before last, and Lucca
sang so charmingly ! Pa has a box this season, and you must mind and
go with us as often as you can. You know it won’t be proper, dearest,
when you are a parsoness l
The Goose’s Peculiar Complaint.
We are told by a contemporary that “ a new species of disease has
broken out among geese,” particularly at Mitcham, Walton, and other
places in Surrey. We are further informed that “ the disease affects
the young geese with stupor,” and that some “ ascribe it, in an indirect
way, to the easterly winds.” No ; surely it must be a disease of reple-
tion. Geese are apt to stuff themselves. A goose must have got
overfull to be more stupid than it was before.