Punch (55.1868)

PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. [July 11, 1868.

A PROTECTOR.

“All right, Miss, all right! I’ve got ’old on ’im ! You've no call to be afeard !’’

Small renown sucli a foe to Ills conqu’rors can bring :

With, tlie realm, not the chief, was the battle they won:
But from holier cause never warfare did spring,

Nor gave retrospect fairer, when fighting was done.

’Twas in no doubtful quarrel, for no sordid ends,

Not to humble a rival, or win land or fee;

But to prove England counts not what treasure she spends
If the wronged she but rights, and the captive sets free.

ROYALTY v. RITUALISM.

Ip the Ritualists are prohibited from using incense a la Rornaine,
they may find some substitute for it in the following telegram, sent by
her Most Gracious Majesty, Queen Victoria, Defender of the Faith,
on the occasion of the unveiling of Dr. Martin Luther’s monument
to the King op Prussia, at Worms

“ Pray express to the Committee for the erection of the Luther Memorial
my most hearty congratulations upon the successful completion of their task.
Protestant England cordially sympathises upon an occasion which unites the
Protestant Princes and peoples of Germany.”

Priests of the mock-turtle persuasion put that in your thuribles and
smoke it. You see the Queen calls this country “ Protestant England.”
Her Majesty expresses sympathy with an assemblage met to honour
the memory of Lutiier, whom you call a heretic. What do you say
to this demonstration on the part of your Sovereign ? Nothing dis-
respectful, nothing malignant, nothing foolish, nothing that convicts-
you of hypocrisy and humbug ? Then you will agreeably surprise-
straightforward and sensible people by showing yourselves more loyal,
and wiser, and honester, than they imagined you to be.

A WELCOME TO NAPIER AND HIS ARMY.

’Twas Old Napier of Merchistoun first won the crown
Which a Napier has never been wanting to wear :

And Napier of Magdala now brings renown
To a stock with scarce room a new hononr to bear.

Let the heart of old England be vocal with thanks,

Let the joy of old England be uttered in cheers.

That know no distinction of races or ranks,

But of chief and of army, alike, own “nae peers.”

Ne’er had Captain or soldiers a worthier cause,

Nor themselves of that cause did more worthily bear;

Maintaining, not outraging, Chivalry’s laws,

Till they tracked the hyaena to Magdala’s lair.

In all the strange hardships through which they have past.
Foes or friends had the due that to either belonged;

In march, halt, or fight, from the first to the last,

Not a woman was outraged, a peasant was wronged.

From the salt of the sea, and the saud of the shore,

Through the wall of the mountain a door-way they clove ;

Up the torrent bed slowly but surely they bore,

Over Alp upon Alp irresistibly strove. *

If the loads were too heavy for scaling the track,

If the followers shrank from such marches, dismayed,

Let loads be abandoned, and followers sent back :

The track must be scaled, and the march must be made.

On and on, up and up, ever higher and higher,

But forwards, still forwards, they held on their way:

Till the basalt of Magdala gave back their fire,

And the tyrant stood, faced in his fastness, at bay.

An Extraordinary Risk.—From the case of Risk Allah against
the British and Foreign Marine Insurance Company, it seems that
the Company consider that though they insure against any ordinary
risk, they decline the responsibility of Risk Allah.