DOI issue:
May 11, 1867
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16879#0196
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[May 11, 1867.
SENTIMENT.
“Did I Strike? No, Sir! You see a Engine’s a Hanimal as a Chap
gets Fond on, and I couldn’t Leave mine to them as didn’t Know her
Ways ! ”
A NIGHT’S ENTERTAINMENT.
Air—“ JIVieji in Death I shall calm recline.”
When we ’re buried in slumber deep,
Fancy often is apt to teem.
I was once in the land of sleep,
When about me came an amazing dream !
All sorts,of Swells were masquerading,
And playing the fool in such a degree
As I, but fact that there’s no evading,
Might say I never dreamt I should see.
Pipes and beer at a festal scene,
Free and easy, dispelled dull care;
Missing the face was of Paddy Green •
But the Earl of Derby was in the cnair.
Ministers all, a band of brothers,
As Minstrels of Christy sat in a row;
Disraeli’s voice rose above the others :
And likewise Benjamin jumped Jim Crow.
All sides politics there forgot;
Bowyer handed to Whalley a light.
Pledging each other in pewter-pot,
Robert Lowe drank cooper with friend John Bright,
Roaring, in Rule Britannia's chorus
With Gladstone they joined, at Pakington’s call.
Lord Russell then having danced before us,
The Earl of Shaftesbury sang Sam Hall.
DISPLAY OF PHYSICAL FORCE.
The attendance at the political meetings which take
place on Saturdays at Trafalgar Square has fallen off lately.
This is very much to be lamented in the interests of safe
and rational reform. With a view of giving these assem-
blies the required attraction, it is suggested that a pro-
minent part in them should be taken by the honourable
Member for Birmingham. That constitutional orator is
accustomed to exhort multitudes to the harmless exhibition
of physical force. In illustration of what he means by that,
perhaps, at the next gathering in Trafalgar Square, Mr.
Bright will get on a platform, and halance Mr. Beales
on his chin at the top of a ladder. It would be fun t o
hear the great Tribune of the People crying, “ Twopence
more, ana up goes Mr. Beales ! ”
THE TEMPERATE TEMPERANCE LEAGUE.
Excursionists who like to dine on a Sunday, and to drink beer at
dinner, will be glad to hear that Mr. Graves has abandoned the Bill
which, if he had been asinine enough to press, and the Legislature had
been sufficiently stupid and Sabbatarian to enact it, would have for-
bidden them to satiate their hunger and slake their thirst on the first
dav of the week.
There is a Society, of which Mr. Graves would do well forthwith to
become a member. It is not a community such as that enclosed within
walls at Colney Hatch, or as that other similarly circumstanced at
Hanwell: no, nor is it cared for in any Asylum for Idiots. It meets at
Exeter Hall: it met there the other day. It would, if it could effect
its object, keep everybody out of the public-house on all days of the
week. It is, Mr. Graves, the National Temperance League. Its
annual public meeting was held the other day, under the presidency
of Mr. B. Scott, F.R.A.S. A report of its operations was read by
Mr. R. Rae, its Secretary.
By this statement the members of the League, and the public at
large, were apprised of the nature of its endeavours to inculcate its
principles. Those proceedings are very different from your Bill. They
are reasonable and just. For instance, the Very Reverend the Dean
of Chichester, Dr. Hook, delivered an effective speech in favour of
total abstinence last autumn, before the Church Congress at York. A
very reverend, and very rational, and very respectable way of going to
work. Then another Very Reverend Dean, the Dean of Westminster,
Dean Stanley, has agreed, at the request of the Temperance League
Committee, to permit the delivery of a temperance sermon by a total
abstaining clergyman at one of the approaching special services in
Westminster Abbey. Good again. He will have no difficulty in
finding a text for a temperance sermon, if he will limit his discourse to
that. Should the total abstaining clergyman preach total abstinence,
he will have texts to get over; but that is his affair. Well; then Mr.
Rae enunciated the principle whereon the National Temperance
League acts:—
“ The Society sought to carry out its objects by moral suasion, and by Christian
example. The Society differed from the kindred society, the Alliance, which
endeavoured to carry out its views by political and parliamentary action ; but the
League only employed the aid of moral suasion and religious instruction (Cheers).
. . . By reason and the force of argument, the platform, and by the press, they
would be able to break down the fallacies and the prejudices which existed in oppo-
sition to the principles of the League."
Follow their example, Mr. Graves. Enlist under their banner;
and desert the Alliance, if you have been fighting under the flag of the
latter. Be content to enforce total abstinence and Sabbatarianism by
reason and the force of argument as well as you can; by moral suasion
and religious instruction. There may be some difficulty about religious
instruction, if you go so far as to preach total abstinence. In that
case you will have to resort to the Koran; but you had better do that
than seek to close places of refreshment on Sunday by a decree which,
though Parliamentary, would be just as tyrannical as any edict ever
promulgated by the Grand Turk.
A COOL IDEA.
Dear Punch,
The Luxemburg question appears difficult to solve. But it
is easy in comparison with the question as to what can be the meaning
of this passage, which 1 stumbled on this morning in the Cornhill
Magazine:—
“ Like icy letters, graven on a wall,
That grow the stronger as we pore on them,
Till at the last, they are not seen at all. ”
“ Icy letters,” Mr. Punch! That’s a cool idea. But is it not a
cooler one to fancy that a reader of average intelligence can fathom
what is meant by such a simile as this ? Yours in amazement,
Jonathan Jones.
A Prolonged Fencing Bout.
John Parry has just sung “Mrs. Roseleaf’s Rcening Party'
for the
thousandth time. This is the longest interchange of point and Parry
on record.
By this time Parry ought surely to have mastered every passage,
including 1 lie North-West.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[May 11, 1867.
SENTIMENT.
“Did I Strike? No, Sir! You see a Engine’s a Hanimal as a Chap
gets Fond on, and I couldn’t Leave mine to them as didn’t Know her
Ways ! ”
A NIGHT’S ENTERTAINMENT.
Air—“ JIVieji in Death I shall calm recline.”
When we ’re buried in slumber deep,
Fancy often is apt to teem.
I was once in the land of sleep,
When about me came an amazing dream !
All sorts,of Swells were masquerading,
And playing the fool in such a degree
As I, but fact that there’s no evading,
Might say I never dreamt I should see.
Pipes and beer at a festal scene,
Free and easy, dispelled dull care;
Missing the face was of Paddy Green •
But the Earl of Derby was in the cnair.
Ministers all, a band of brothers,
As Minstrels of Christy sat in a row;
Disraeli’s voice rose above the others :
And likewise Benjamin jumped Jim Crow.
All sides politics there forgot;
Bowyer handed to Whalley a light.
Pledging each other in pewter-pot,
Robert Lowe drank cooper with friend John Bright,
Roaring, in Rule Britannia's chorus
With Gladstone they joined, at Pakington’s call.
Lord Russell then having danced before us,
The Earl of Shaftesbury sang Sam Hall.
DISPLAY OF PHYSICAL FORCE.
The attendance at the political meetings which take
place on Saturdays at Trafalgar Square has fallen off lately.
This is very much to be lamented in the interests of safe
and rational reform. With a view of giving these assem-
blies the required attraction, it is suggested that a pro-
minent part in them should be taken by the honourable
Member for Birmingham. That constitutional orator is
accustomed to exhort multitudes to the harmless exhibition
of physical force. In illustration of what he means by that,
perhaps, at the next gathering in Trafalgar Square, Mr.
Bright will get on a platform, and halance Mr. Beales
on his chin at the top of a ladder. It would be fun t o
hear the great Tribune of the People crying, “ Twopence
more, ana up goes Mr. Beales ! ”
THE TEMPERATE TEMPERANCE LEAGUE.
Excursionists who like to dine on a Sunday, and to drink beer at
dinner, will be glad to hear that Mr. Graves has abandoned the Bill
which, if he had been asinine enough to press, and the Legislature had
been sufficiently stupid and Sabbatarian to enact it, would have for-
bidden them to satiate their hunger and slake their thirst on the first
dav of the week.
There is a Society, of which Mr. Graves would do well forthwith to
become a member. It is not a community such as that enclosed within
walls at Colney Hatch, or as that other similarly circumstanced at
Hanwell: no, nor is it cared for in any Asylum for Idiots. It meets at
Exeter Hall: it met there the other day. It would, if it could effect
its object, keep everybody out of the public-house on all days of the
week. It is, Mr. Graves, the National Temperance League. Its
annual public meeting was held the other day, under the presidency
of Mr. B. Scott, F.R.A.S. A report of its operations was read by
Mr. R. Rae, its Secretary.
By this statement the members of the League, and the public at
large, were apprised of the nature of its endeavours to inculcate its
principles. Those proceedings are very different from your Bill. They
are reasonable and just. For instance, the Very Reverend the Dean
of Chichester, Dr. Hook, delivered an effective speech in favour of
total abstinence last autumn, before the Church Congress at York. A
very reverend, and very rational, and very respectable way of going to
work. Then another Very Reverend Dean, the Dean of Westminster,
Dean Stanley, has agreed, at the request of the Temperance League
Committee, to permit the delivery of a temperance sermon by a total
abstaining clergyman at one of the approaching special services in
Westminster Abbey. Good again. He will have no difficulty in
finding a text for a temperance sermon, if he will limit his discourse to
that. Should the total abstaining clergyman preach total abstinence,
he will have texts to get over; but that is his affair. Well; then Mr.
Rae enunciated the principle whereon the National Temperance
League acts:—
“ The Society sought to carry out its objects by moral suasion, and by Christian
example. The Society differed from the kindred society, the Alliance, which
endeavoured to carry out its views by political and parliamentary action ; but the
League only employed the aid of moral suasion and religious instruction (Cheers).
. . . By reason and the force of argument, the platform, and by the press, they
would be able to break down the fallacies and the prejudices which existed in oppo-
sition to the principles of the League."
Follow their example, Mr. Graves. Enlist under their banner;
and desert the Alliance, if you have been fighting under the flag of the
latter. Be content to enforce total abstinence and Sabbatarianism by
reason and the force of argument as well as you can; by moral suasion
and religious instruction. There may be some difficulty about religious
instruction, if you go so far as to preach total abstinence. In that
case you will have to resort to the Koran; but you had better do that
than seek to close places of refreshment on Sunday by a decree which,
though Parliamentary, would be just as tyrannical as any edict ever
promulgated by the Grand Turk.
A COOL IDEA.
Dear Punch,
The Luxemburg question appears difficult to solve. But it
is easy in comparison with the question as to what can be the meaning
of this passage, which 1 stumbled on this morning in the Cornhill
Magazine:—
“ Like icy letters, graven on a wall,
That grow the stronger as we pore on them,
Till at the last, they are not seen at all. ”
“ Icy letters,” Mr. Punch! That’s a cool idea. But is it not a
cooler one to fancy that a reader of average intelligence can fathom
what is meant by such a simile as this ? Yours in amazement,
Jonathan Jones.
A Prolonged Fencing Bout.
John Parry has just sung “Mrs. Roseleaf’s Rcening Party'
for the
thousandth time. This is the longest interchange of point and Parry
on record.
By this time Parry ought surely to have mastered every passage,
including 1 lie North-West.