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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.!
[August 31, 1867.
HARD UP ON A WET DAY.
Richard. “What are you Ringing for, Bob?’’
Robert. “ The Beef ! ”
Richard. “You ’re never going to eat Beef again, Bob, are you ? Why it isn’t Half-an-hour since Breakfast ! ”
Robert. “Well, I’m not exactly Hungry, but one must do Something !”
PUNCH’S DREAM OF THE DEAD SEASON.
(inspired by a similar transaction in shakspeare.)
The Ghost of a Thames Salmon rises from a tank in the “ Zoo.”
Ghost. Let me be published in The Times to-morrow !
Read how they caught me in my youthful prime
At Sunbury, and bore me here to die :—
Be cheerful, Judy, for the future shoals
Of Wap ping fish prices must lower by half—
Great Francis Buckland come and pickle me !
The Ghost of Sea-Serpent the Sixth rises.
Ghost. When I was sighted, my Atlantic body
By Armstrong guns was punched with deadly holes :
Dream of the Mermaid and of me ; I die—
Serpent the Sixth says au revoir and dies.
Penny -a-liner, be thou copious !
Yankees that prophesy an end to kings
Enrich thee with my tale ! Live and Liquor!
The Ghost of the Oldest Inhabitant rises.
Ghost. Let me be published in The Post to-morrow !
I that could read small print without my specs,
And walked a mile the day before my death !
To-morrow in the papers study me,—
“ Death of a Centenarian,” it will run :
My offspring, sons and grand and great-grandsons,
Will all in order numerated be ;
Good penny-a-liner ! Dine and flourish !
The Ghost of the Toad in the Coal rises.
Ghost. Sleepy and ancient, sulkily I wake,
And in a Yorkshire coal mine end my days!
A senior at the Deluge, here to die!
O pick and miner ! Why did ye awake
A toad so happy in his carbon cake !
The Ghosts of the two young Gorillas rise.
Ghosts. Dream on thy cousins landed at the Tower,
And perishing untimely in the “ Zoo,”
Soothed by Du Chaillu in their closing hours—
Thy “poor relations ” say farewell and die!
The Ghosts of divers Lususes Natures rise.
Ghosts. Let us appear provincially to-morrow !
Two-headed calves at Pomfret, ! Calved but to die !
The bi-tailed sheep ! the blackbird glossy gray !
The five-legged fawn ! the shower of frogs in France !
Four children born at once, alas, to die !
And I, thine ancient friend, the round of all
The papers doomed to go—Enormous Gooseberry !
[The Ghosts vanish. King Punch starts out of his Bream for
Norway, the Paris Exhibition, the Spa at Scarborough, cfc.
EXPLANATION.
Mr. W. G. Wills, the author of The Man o’ Airlie, writes thus :—
“ In the allusion in Punch to my play at the Princess’s, your critic has made an
unintentional misstatement, which will do me an injury if not corrected. He says
the plot is borrowed from the German. There Is simply no resemblance in incident,
motive, character, or meaning ; save in one leading idea in the fourth Act; viz., the
old man's return to his friend, who in the German only informs the audience that he
is famous The statue scene is wholly my own. The great central scene in the
German is where the hero, whose tragedy is danmed, fancying a friend has written
a bitter review, insults his friend's bride by embracing her, and is expelled in disgrace
with a laurel-bush staff in his hand.”
i Was Mr. Punch altogether wrong ?
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.!
[August 31, 1867.
HARD UP ON A WET DAY.
Richard. “What are you Ringing for, Bob?’’
Robert. “ The Beef ! ”
Richard. “You ’re never going to eat Beef again, Bob, are you ? Why it isn’t Half-an-hour since Breakfast ! ”
Robert. “Well, I’m not exactly Hungry, but one must do Something !”
PUNCH’S DREAM OF THE DEAD SEASON.
(inspired by a similar transaction in shakspeare.)
The Ghost of a Thames Salmon rises from a tank in the “ Zoo.”
Ghost. Let me be published in The Times to-morrow !
Read how they caught me in my youthful prime
At Sunbury, and bore me here to die :—
Be cheerful, Judy, for the future shoals
Of Wap ping fish prices must lower by half—
Great Francis Buckland come and pickle me !
The Ghost of Sea-Serpent the Sixth rises.
Ghost. When I was sighted, my Atlantic body
By Armstrong guns was punched with deadly holes :
Dream of the Mermaid and of me ; I die—
Serpent the Sixth says au revoir and dies.
Penny -a-liner, be thou copious !
Yankees that prophesy an end to kings
Enrich thee with my tale ! Live and Liquor!
The Ghost of the Oldest Inhabitant rises.
Ghost. Let me be published in The Post to-morrow !
I that could read small print without my specs,
And walked a mile the day before my death !
To-morrow in the papers study me,—
“ Death of a Centenarian,” it will run :
My offspring, sons and grand and great-grandsons,
Will all in order numerated be ;
Good penny-a-liner ! Dine and flourish !
The Ghost of the Toad in the Coal rises.
Ghost. Sleepy and ancient, sulkily I wake,
And in a Yorkshire coal mine end my days!
A senior at the Deluge, here to die!
O pick and miner ! Why did ye awake
A toad so happy in his carbon cake !
The Ghosts of the two young Gorillas rise.
Ghosts. Dream on thy cousins landed at the Tower,
And perishing untimely in the “ Zoo,”
Soothed by Du Chaillu in their closing hours—
Thy “poor relations ” say farewell and die!
The Ghosts of divers Lususes Natures rise.
Ghosts. Let us appear provincially to-morrow !
Two-headed calves at Pomfret, ! Calved but to die !
The bi-tailed sheep ! the blackbird glossy gray !
The five-legged fawn ! the shower of frogs in France !
Four children born at once, alas, to die !
And I, thine ancient friend, the round of all
The papers doomed to go—Enormous Gooseberry !
[The Ghosts vanish. King Punch starts out of his Bream for
Norway, the Paris Exhibition, the Spa at Scarborough, cfc.
EXPLANATION.
Mr. W. G. Wills, the author of The Man o’ Airlie, writes thus :—
“ In the allusion in Punch to my play at the Princess’s, your critic has made an
unintentional misstatement, which will do me an injury if not corrected. He says
the plot is borrowed from the German. There Is simply no resemblance in incident,
motive, character, or meaning ; save in one leading idea in the fourth Act; viz., the
old man's return to his friend, who in the German only informs the audience that he
is famous The statue scene is wholly my own. The great central scene in the
German is where the hero, whose tragedy is danmed, fancying a friend has written
a bitter review, insults his friend's bride by embracing her, and is expelled in disgrace
with a laurel-bush staff in his hand.”
i Was Mr. Punch altogether wrong ?