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July 27, 1867
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July 27, 1867.] PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. 33
Indian Government to the head of the Mahommedan power. He
believed that in the interests of our Eastern empire such a homage was
most desirable.
Mr. O’Beirne, in a lucid and moderate speech, proposed a resolu-
tion for a loan of a million, to buy estates in Ireland, which should be
divided into small farms, and offered for sale to the occupying tenants.
His object was to encourage an independent proprietory of small free-
hold estates. Lord Naas had to see various official objections, and
duly saw them.
Sir Rounds lt, Palmer moved the Second Reading of the Bill for the
construction of Private Prelates. There are to be three, one in Corn-
wall, one at Southwell, Notts, and one at St. Alban’s, which latter
place, ought, in right of its noble abbey, to have a real bishop. While
he was speaking of the sees.
The Speaker interrupted him to say that he had a telegram from
Portsmouth. It was blowing great guns at Spithead, and at the Naval
Review, next day, the ships would not be able to move.
Mr. Gilpin opposed the Bill. We had bishops enough. Better
help poor curates. Mr. Hadpield of course, talked in the same way.
and hoped that the reformed Parliament would put an end to the
(anomalies connected with the) Church.
Mr. G. Hardy supported the Bill, and made an amusing answer to
the plea for the curates. Many Dissenting preachers were in as dis-
tressed a condition. This was no reason why people should not give
their money in any way they thought fit. Besides, generosity begat
generosity.
Mr. Ayrton regretted that there were more bishops in the Lords
than could be necessary for the instruction of that body in religion
and morality. The Second Reading was carried by 45 to 34.
The Oxford and Cambridge Tests Abolition Bill was passed—that
is, sent up to the Lords. On the Libel Bill, the Speaker was, as
Mrs. Cddlip would say, “ Called to A Count ”—and exit the House.
Wednesday. In honour of the Sultan, and of Mr. Punch's birthday,
the 17th of July (1841), the Queen held a great Naval Review at Spit-
head. It was a splendid sight. Mr. Punch, who was, of course, in
the thick of it, raged like fire with noble zeal, and bawled so frightfully
that Eugland expected everybody to do his duty, that he is at present
somewhat prostrate. The wind blew, and wretched Cockneys,
“ Whose souls would sicken at the yawning wave,”
said that the affair was not a success. They he.
“ With all the banners bravely spread,
And all the cannons flashing high,
Nelson might waken from the dead.
To see the Queen and Turk go by.”
At the close of the day Her Majesty, with her usual kindness, ordered
signals to be made to her sailors that “the Qoeen was satisfied and
the Sultan gratified.” Mr. Punch was both, and drank happy returns
to himself a good many more times than was strictly necessary, but it
is a poor heart that never rejoices.
Thursday. Lord Shaftesbury carried the Second Reading of the
Bill in favour of agricultural children. No child under eight is to go
into a Gang, and no girl under thirteen is to be employed in agricul-
tural work at all. Lord Kimberley remarked that as the franchise
was to be extended, we ought to do all we could for education.
Mr. H. B. Sheridan wished for a list of the persons asked to the
Indian Ball. Evidently there are widely-spread heart-burnings about
tickets. The complaints, of course, are stirred up by Persons ; rational
men exult when tickets for anything are withheld or miscarry.
On estimates, Mr. Disraeli hinted that if the country thought the
Queen did not do enough in the way of hospitality to foreign Poten-
tates, the House should give her a Palace for the purpose, whereat
Mr. Gladstone made a grave protest.
Friday. Lord Stratford de Redcliefe yielded to the represen-
tations of Lords Derby and Russell that it was inexpedient to ask
the Peers for a formal expression of their detestation of tne murderers
of the Emperor Maximilian.
The Marquis of Townshend endeavoured to carry a Bill for send-
ing to school the children of habitual beggars, but he was met by what
he fairly called flimsy official objections, and the Bill was lost.
One Mr. Purcell, a stipendiary magistrate in Jamaica, has come
to grief for making impertinent remarks upon the Lord Chief Justice
Cockburn’s charge on Martial Law, and on that eminent personage
himself, who, Mr. Purcell decently stated from his own bench, was
no lawyer, but had been promoted for political services. Lord Mel-
ville (Conservative) however, endorsed the abuse of the charge, and
received a sarcastic reproof from Lord Chelmsford (Conservative).
We talked, in the Commons, about the Naval Review, and Mr.
Corry, First Lord (by the way, he is doing his work very well, the
sea-officers say) explained that it would not have done to move the
ships in such a wind, as it would have taken four hours to get them
under weigh. Sir George Grey was greatly pleased with the whole
business, and said that he had seen a magnificent spectacle. He might,
however, have taken off his hat to Mr. Punch, when that gentleman
drank to him and cheered him, as soon as the Tanjore came alongside
Mr. Punch's ship. Politeness costs nothing, and is remembered long.
More growling about the Indian Ball invitations. Really, such
things are beneath the dignity of the House. The elephant’s trunk, to
which it has been compared, can root up an oak, or pick up a pin, but
elephants very seldom pick up pins, especially minnikins like ball
tickets. Better feel with Sir Cornewall Lewis, a great man, who
said life would be very pleasant but for its pleasures.
COUTTS AND PEABODY.
/ / , / /. / // hat angel with purses in
/ / // ////'/ /// M/v both pockets, ana a heart
///'Mks / / / ' /Z%\/' wb>h no more bottom to it,
/ / W apparently, than her purse, l
, //>/ Miss Angela Burdett
1 / // Coutts, has opened at her
A y own cost a spacious and
/~fr~ /iW1'w/ 7 / well-ordered market for the
''I /// / poor hi and about Bethnal
, / / // Green. The blind beggar
- A. VVNr' MjB that historical locality
I' / / / may at last be a chooser,
it between the frowsy, filthy,
dark and noisome coster-
^ ^monger’s dens, sheds, and
thousands of very poor in
'.iX - Bethnal Green, who are
PtfffC ] 'A I'1" • y KjrA' neither beggars nor blind,
' 1 ' ' have hitherto been forced
to purvey, and the airy,
clean, well-lighted wholesome market, now opened for them by the
benevolent hands of sweet St. Angela. She may literally be said
to do good, “ Coute qui Coutts"—or in Mr. Punch's own English,
“ Whatever it may cost Coutts to do it.”
“ God bless her,” say we, “ and more power to her elbow,” which
seems never to be lifted but to dip into her pocket for some purpose at
once charitable, wise, and well-considered. “ Facit indignatioyersum"
—and why shouldn't “ admiratio" try its hand at verse-making too?
Here goes !
Let us pray to Heaven to send us more Angela Couttses and Pea-
bodies—
L'u increase the pair to a hundred, to unfetter souls, and to free bodies,
Now wallowing in the Inferno of London sink and slum—
Where the Pharisee stops his ears, and blatant Bumble is dumb—
From pauperism, and its plagues of ignorance, squalor, and sin :
From the death of dirt, the guard of the gallows, the joy of gin.
Belgravia lies afar off, and Victoria shuts her doors,
Ana Dives dispatches his dogs to lick Lazarus’s sores;
Why should he take his hand from the drinking cup and the dish ?
Has not Lazarus the poor-rates ? and what more can Lazarus wish P
Has not Dives’s Church enough to do with Convocation squabbles.
And discussions with Dissenters and Ritualistic brabbles—
To say nothing of Borrio-boo-loo-gah, and Polynesian missions,
And defending Southern Africa from Colenso’s heretical scissions ?
While there’s Mozambique Arabs to save, it must leave City Arabs to
roam,
For the Coutts and Peabody charity, that tamely begins at home.
Has not Bumble got his hands full, in battling for vested rights,
And in fighting Centralisation’s and Local Self-Government’s fights ;
And in keeping down the paupers and economising the rates.
And in pooh-poohing Ernest Hart and the papers’ sensational prates ?
So there’s room enough, and to spare, for Peabody, Coutts, & Co.,
Their baths, free churches, and markets, and lodging-houses also.
Then long may hearts like theirs be backed by as heavy purses ;
And long may Punch, their Laureate, have such subjects for his verses.
Long may Peabody, by such discount, clear his gains of Mammon’s
leaven.
And long may such drafts on Coutts’s be honoured up in Heaven !
The Sultan’s Cellar.
The Pall Mall Gazette has asked some slightly invidious questions
about the sources of the wine for the Belgian Ball. If the same rather
prying curiosity has not been expressed about the liquor laid in for
the Sultan, it is no doubt owing to the general impression that he
doesn’t drink the juice of the grape. This a mistake. He is extremely
partial to the Ottoman Porte.
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Indian Government to the head of the Mahommedan power. He
believed that in the interests of our Eastern empire such a homage was
most desirable.
Mr. O’Beirne, in a lucid and moderate speech, proposed a resolu-
tion for a loan of a million, to buy estates in Ireland, which should be
divided into small farms, and offered for sale to the occupying tenants.
His object was to encourage an independent proprietory of small free-
hold estates. Lord Naas had to see various official objections, and
duly saw them.
Sir Rounds lt, Palmer moved the Second Reading of the Bill for the
construction of Private Prelates. There are to be three, one in Corn-
wall, one at Southwell, Notts, and one at St. Alban’s, which latter
place, ought, in right of its noble abbey, to have a real bishop. While
he was speaking of the sees.
The Speaker interrupted him to say that he had a telegram from
Portsmouth. It was blowing great guns at Spithead, and at the Naval
Review, next day, the ships would not be able to move.
Mr. Gilpin opposed the Bill. We had bishops enough. Better
help poor curates. Mr. Hadpield of course, talked in the same way.
and hoped that the reformed Parliament would put an end to the
(anomalies connected with the) Church.
Mr. G. Hardy supported the Bill, and made an amusing answer to
the plea for the curates. Many Dissenting preachers were in as dis-
tressed a condition. This was no reason why people should not give
their money in any way they thought fit. Besides, generosity begat
generosity.
Mr. Ayrton regretted that there were more bishops in the Lords
than could be necessary for the instruction of that body in religion
and morality. The Second Reading was carried by 45 to 34.
The Oxford and Cambridge Tests Abolition Bill was passed—that
is, sent up to the Lords. On the Libel Bill, the Speaker was, as
Mrs. Cddlip would say, “ Called to A Count ”—and exit the House.
Wednesday. In honour of the Sultan, and of Mr. Punch's birthday,
the 17th of July (1841), the Queen held a great Naval Review at Spit-
head. It was a splendid sight. Mr. Punch, who was, of course, in
the thick of it, raged like fire with noble zeal, and bawled so frightfully
that Eugland expected everybody to do his duty, that he is at present
somewhat prostrate. The wind blew, and wretched Cockneys,
“ Whose souls would sicken at the yawning wave,”
said that the affair was not a success. They he.
“ With all the banners bravely spread,
And all the cannons flashing high,
Nelson might waken from the dead.
To see the Queen and Turk go by.”
At the close of the day Her Majesty, with her usual kindness, ordered
signals to be made to her sailors that “the Qoeen was satisfied and
the Sultan gratified.” Mr. Punch was both, and drank happy returns
to himself a good many more times than was strictly necessary, but it
is a poor heart that never rejoices.
Thursday. Lord Shaftesbury carried the Second Reading of the
Bill in favour of agricultural children. No child under eight is to go
into a Gang, and no girl under thirteen is to be employed in agricul-
tural work at all. Lord Kimberley remarked that as the franchise
was to be extended, we ought to do all we could for education.
Mr. H. B. Sheridan wished for a list of the persons asked to the
Indian Ball. Evidently there are widely-spread heart-burnings about
tickets. The complaints, of course, are stirred up by Persons ; rational
men exult when tickets for anything are withheld or miscarry.
On estimates, Mr. Disraeli hinted that if the country thought the
Queen did not do enough in the way of hospitality to foreign Poten-
tates, the House should give her a Palace for the purpose, whereat
Mr. Gladstone made a grave protest.
Friday. Lord Stratford de Redcliefe yielded to the represen-
tations of Lords Derby and Russell that it was inexpedient to ask
the Peers for a formal expression of their detestation of tne murderers
of the Emperor Maximilian.
The Marquis of Townshend endeavoured to carry a Bill for send-
ing to school the children of habitual beggars, but he was met by what
he fairly called flimsy official objections, and the Bill was lost.
One Mr. Purcell, a stipendiary magistrate in Jamaica, has come
to grief for making impertinent remarks upon the Lord Chief Justice
Cockburn’s charge on Martial Law, and on that eminent personage
himself, who, Mr. Purcell decently stated from his own bench, was
no lawyer, but had been promoted for political services. Lord Mel-
ville (Conservative) however, endorsed the abuse of the charge, and
received a sarcastic reproof from Lord Chelmsford (Conservative).
We talked, in the Commons, about the Naval Review, and Mr.
Corry, First Lord (by the way, he is doing his work very well, the
sea-officers say) explained that it would not have done to move the
ships in such a wind, as it would have taken four hours to get them
under weigh. Sir George Grey was greatly pleased with the whole
business, and said that he had seen a magnificent spectacle. He might,
however, have taken off his hat to Mr. Punch, when that gentleman
drank to him and cheered him, as soon as the Tanjore came alongside
Mr. Punch's ship. Politeness costs nothing, and is remembered long.
More growling about the Indian Ball invitations. Really, such
things are beneath the dignity of the House. The elephant’s trunk, to
which it has been compared, can root up an oak, or pick up a pin, but
elephants very seldom pick up pins, especially minnikins like ball
tickets. Better feel with Sir Cornewall Lewis, a great man, who
said life would be very pleasant but for its pleasures.
COUTTS AND PEABODY.
/ / , / /. / // hat angel with purses in
/ / // ////'/ /// M/v both pockets, ana a heart
///'Mks / / / ' /Z%\/' wb>h no more bottom to it,
/ / W apparently, than her purse, l
, //>/ Miss Angela Burdett
1 / // Coutts, has opened at her
A y own cost a spacious and
/~fr~ /iW1'w/ 7 / well-ordered market for the
''I /// / poor hi and about Bethnal
, / / // Green. The blind beggar
- A. VVNr' MjB that historical locality
I' / / / may at last be a chooser,
it between the frowsy, filthy,
dark and noisome coster-
^ ^monger’s dens, sheds, and
thousands of very poor in
'.iX - Bethnal Green, who are
PtfffC ] 'A I'1" • y KjrA' neither beggars nor blind,
' 1 ' ' have hitherto been forced
to purvey, and the airy,
clean, well-lighted wholesome market, now opened for them by the
benevolent hands of sweet St. Angela. She may literally be said
to do good, “ Coute qui Coutts"—or in Mr. Punch's own English,
“ Whatever it may cost Coutts to do it.”
“ God bless her,” say we, “ and more power to her elbow,” which
seems never to be lifted but to dip into her pocket for some purpose at
once charitable, wise, and well-considered. “ Facit indignatioyersum"
—and why shouldn't “ admiratio" try its hand at verse-making too?
Here goes !
Let us pray to Heaven to send us more Angela Couttses and Pea-
bodies—
L'u increase the pair to a hundred, to unfetter souls, and to free bodies,
Now wallowing in the Inferno of London sink and slum—
Where the Pharisee stops his ears, and blatant Bumble is dumb—
From pauperism, and its plagues of ignorance, squalor, and sin :
From the death of dirt, the guard of the gallows, the joy of gin.
Belgravia lies afar off, and Victoria shuts her doors,
Ana Dives dispatches his dogs to lick Lazarus’s sores;
Why should he take his hand from the drinking cup and the dish ?
Has not Lazarus the poor-rates ? and what more can Lazarus wish P
Has not Dives’s Church enough to do with Convocation squabbles.
And discussions with Dissenters and Ritualistic brabbles—
To say nothing of Borrio-boo-loo-gah, and Polynesian missions,
And defending Southern Africa from Colenso’s heretical scissions ?
While there’s Mozambique Arabs to save, it must leave City Arabs to
roam,
For the Coutts and Peabody charity, that tamely begins at home.
Has not Bumble got his hands full, in battling for vested rights,
And in fighting Centralisation’s and Local Self-Government’s fights ;
And in keeping down the paupers and economising the rates.
And in pooh-poohing Ernest Hart and the papers’ sensational prates ?
So there’s room enough, and to spare, for Peabody, Coutts, & Co.,
Their baths, free churches, and markets, and lodging-houses also.
Then long may hearts like theirs be backed by as heavy purses ;
And long may Punch, their Laureate, have such subjects for his verses.
Long may Peabody, by such discount, clear his gains of Mammon’s
leaven.
And long may such drafts on Coutts’s be honoured up in Heaven !
The Sultan’s Cellar.
The Pall Mall Gazette has asked some slightly invidious questions
about the sources of the wine for the Belgian Ball. If the same rather
prying curiosity has not been expressed about the liquor laid in for
the Sultan, it is no doubt owing to the general impression that he
doesn’t drink the juice of the grape. This a mistake. He is extremely
partial to the Ottoman Porte.
Vol. 53.
2