DOI issue:
August 31, 1867
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16880#0098
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[August 31, 1867.
MR. AND MRS. TITWILLOW. P.P.C.
THE PENNY-A-LINERS’ GATHERING.
March, march, Penny-a-lining lads,
Get all your pencils and flimsy in order !
After the Queen, across Tweed-dale and Teviot-dale,
Jenkins and Co. have gone over the Border !
Come from the desks where at “slips” you’ve been slogging,
Dens where you scribble, slap-bangs where you dine—
Come, as “our own,” or “ our special,” still dogging
Royalty’s steps, at a penny the line !
Then, march, march, &c.
Who is the Queen that her head she should shelter^
From prick of your pencil, and quip of your quill ?
Where is the harm to bepuff or bepelt her
With fun, or lip-loyalty, fulsomer still?
Then, march, march, &c.
Fond of small scandal and gossip of great ones.
Strong is the strain of the snob in John Bull :
Why should the papers not toady the state ones,
Sales when it quickens, and fills columns full ?
Then, march, march, &c.
Privacy’s privilege is not for magnates,
“ Followers” of Queens, if not maids, are “ allowed ;”
FJunkeydom fidgets, and snobbishness stagnates.
If their least doings are not sung aloud.
Then march, march, Penny-a-lining lads,
Get all your pencils and flimsy in order,
After the Queen in her progress through Roxburgh,
Jenkins and Co. have gone over the Border !
The Weather, and the Crops.—Note. Always have your hair
cut very short in the hottest weather.
Double-Bass.—Two Glasses of Bitter.
BURYING THE HATCHET.
It is pleasing to read that no time has been lost by our leading
statesmen in showing that the political Millennium has arrived,
and that those whose doctrines have hitherto been most hostile
are, now that Reform is accomplished, prepared to fraternise with
the utmost amiability. We see by the Morning Post that on
Monday week Mb.. Bright entertained at the Reform Club a
select party, among whom were Lord Derby, Lord Gbosvenor,
Lord Elcho, Mr. Disraeli, Lord Cranborne, Mr. Ward Hunt,
Major Knox, Mr. Roebuck, and the Duke op Buckingham, and
that on Tuesday, the eve of the prorogation, Mr. Disraeli had a dinner
at Grosvenor Gate, at which were present, in addition to some leading
Conservatives, both the Members for Birmingham, Mr. Hadpield,
Mr. James White, and Mr. Bernal Osborne. Lord Derby had
intended to conclude the Session with a grand banquet in St. James’s
Square, and the intention was carried out, though the noble EaH was
prevented from presiding. Lord Malmesbury took the head of the
table, and was faced by Earl Russell; Mr Bright, Sir George
Bowyer, The O’Donoghue, Lord Amberley, Mr. Peter Taylor,
and other distinguished Liberals being present, in addition to a large
party of Ministerial supporters. Toasts, of course, are exploded in
all societies superior to churchwardens and costermongers, but Mr.
Gladstone begged for a single exception to the rule, and in a most
graceful speech proposed the health of the Cabinet, coupled with the
hope that they would never forget the principles which placed the
House of Commons at the head of the Ministry. Mr. Disraeli
neatly replied that he hoped never so far to forget himself. A Retorm
banquet is to be given at the Agricultural Hall, and Mr. Beales has
made it a condition of his attending that the Parliamentary leaders on
both sides shall be cordially invited. All this is as it should be.
Sea-Side News.
A waiter, at one of the hotels of a fashionable watering-place,
lately decamped with the entire silver and plate laid for a breakfast
party. It is said that he also ate all the toast, and “ left not a rack
behind.”
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[August 31, 1867.
MR. AND MRS. TITWILLOW. P.P.C.
THE PENNY-A-LINERS’ GATHERING.
March, march, Penny-a-lining lads,
Get all your pencils and flimsy in order !
After the Queen, across Tweed-dale and Teviot-dale,
Jenkins and Co. have gone over the Border !
Come from the desks where at “slips” you’ve been slogging,
Dens where you scribble, slap-bangs where you dine—
Come, as “our own,” or “ our special,” still dogging
Royalty’s steps, at a penny the line !
Then, march, march, &c.
Who is the Queen that her head she should shelter^
From prick of your pencil, and quip of your quill ?
Where is the harm to bepuff or bepelt her
With fun, or lip-loyalty, fulsomer still?
Then, march, march, &c.
Fond of small scandal and gossip of great ones.
Strong is the strain of the snob in John Bull :
Why should the papers not toady the state ones,
Sales when it quickens, and fills columns full ?
Then, march, march, &c.
Privacy’s privilege is not for magnates,
“ Followers” of Queens, if not maids, are “ allowed ;”
FJunkeydom fidgets, and snobbishness stagnates.
If their least doings are not sung aloud.
Then march, march, Penny-a-lining lads,
Get all your pencils and flimsy in order,
After the Queen in her progress through Roxburgh,
Jenkins and Co. have gone over the Border !
The Weather, and the Crops.—Note. Always have your hair
cut very short in the hottest weather.
Double-Bass.—Two Glasses of Bitter.
BURYING THE HATCHET.
It is pleasing to read that no time has been lost by our leading
statesmen in showing that the political Millennium has arrived,
and that those whose doctrines have hitherto been most hostile
are, now that Reform is accomplished, prepared to fraternise with
the utmost amiability. We see by the Morning Post that on
Monday week Mb.. Bright entertained at the Reform Club a
select party, among whom were Lord Derby, Lord Gbosvenor,
Lord Elcho, Mr. Disraeli, Lord Cranborne, Mr. Ward Hunt,
Major Knox, Mr. Roebuck, and the Duke op Buckingham, and
that on Tuesday, the eve of the prorogation, Mr. Disraeli had a dinner
at Grosvenor Gate, at which were present, in addition to some leading
Conservatives, both the Members for Birmingham, Mr. Hadpield,
Mr. James White, and Mr. Bernal Osborne. Lord Derby had
intended to conclude the Session with a grand banquet in St. James’s
Square, and the intention was carried out, though the noble EaH was
prevented from presiding. Lord Malmesbury took the head of the
table, and was faced by Earl Russell; Mr Bright, Sir George
Bowyer, The O’Donoghue, Lord Amberley, Mr. Peter Taylor,
and other distinguished Liberals being present, in addition to a large
party of Ministerial supporters. Toasts, of course, are exploded in
all societies superior to churchwardens and costermongers, but Mr.
Gladstone begged for a single exception to the rule, and in a most
graceful speech proposed the health of the Cabinet, coupled with the
hope that they would never forget the principles which placed the
House of Commons at the head of the Ministry. Mr. Disraeli
neatly replied that he hoped never so far to forget himself. A Retorm
banquet is to be given at the Agricultural Hall, and Mr. Beales has
made it a condition of his attending that the Parliamentary leaders on
both sides shall be cordially invited. All this is as it should be.
Sea-Side News.
A waiter, at one of the hotels of a fashionable watering-place,
lately decamped with the entire silver and plate laid for a breakfast
party. It is said that he also ate all the toast, and “ left not a rack
behind.”