Punch (55.1868)

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

[December 5, 1868

Agent. “How do You Vote, Mr. Flanigin ? ”

Paddy. “I’ve heard somethin’ about not giving me a new Lease, Mr. O’Eourke, so I shall Vote accordin’ to my

EVICTIONS ! ! *“ Convictions ” he would have said.

TO SIRS. DISRAELI.

L ady of Huglienden, Punch, drawing near,

A ffably offers a homage sincere:

D eign to accept it,—though playful its tone,

Y our heart will tell you it comes from his own.

B attle full oft with your Lord he has done,

E ver in fairness and often in fun,

A dding, as friends and antagonists know,

C heer, when his enemy struck a good blow.

O pportune moment he finds, nothing loth,

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ow, for a tribute more pleasant to both,
mile on the circlet a husband prepares
or his Guide to the triumph she honours and shares :
n it acknowledged what ne’er can be paid,
arnest devotion and womanly aid.
ong may the gems in that coronal flame,

D ecking Her brow who’s more proud of His fame.

Health for Anglo-Indians.

The capabilities of the Himalayas, in a sanitary point of view, are
undeniably pointed out by the Times. No doubt when roads and rail-
ways are extended to the hills, Englishmen and English troops will
find health as much within their reach in India as in Europe. Still
the recovery of health will be uphill work.

election fact.

All the waiters at the Trafalgar voted for Mr. Gladstone, in the
hope that if he sat for Greenwich, he would lighten their labours at the
Ministerial dinner by reducing it to Three Courses.

Dear Toby,
Bow

Sir Richard
little one in.

TELEGRAM TO TOBY.

Saturday November, 28, 1868.
wow wow!! Our muzzle-loaders have gone off after
Mayne’s charge !! Bow wow for Dr. Watts, and a

Let dogs delight to bark and bite,

Eor ’tis their nature to :

Let bears and lions growl and fight
While “ Walking in the Zoo.”

Thou mad wag, ’tis enough to make even a cat laugh who is less
easily pleased than our venerable little ancestor who rejoiced “to see
such fun.” [Down charge !

Ritualism Unmasked.

The Rev. Orby Shipley (Ritualist parson) advertises an “ ascetic ”
work on “Preparation for Death,” as “translated from the Italian of
Alfonso, Bishop of St. Agatha.” The Pall Kail Gazette points out
that this Alfonso is no other than the notorious Alfonso Liguori,
neo-Catholic Saint, and casuist of a certain unpleasant stamp. May
we be allowed to observe that the Rev. Orby Shipley has evidently a
Liguorish tooth F

Leviathan.

“ What admirable Reasoners,” said the meditative Brown, “ our
dishonest railway porters and other officials must be.”

“ Why do you say this ? ” said the inquisitive Jones.

“ Have you read Hobbes ? ”

“ Yes, but I fail to recal a passage illustrative of your proposition.”
“ He says that Reason is the Subtraction of Parcels.”

mockery and mummery.

What a Purchas naturally demands—A Cell.