DOI Heft:
July 3, 1869
DOI Seite / Zitierlink: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.16883#0274
July 3, 1869.] PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
269
WIT* WE ARE SO BELOVED ON THE CONTINENT,
Provincial Tourist (to “ Kellner ” who offers him Sausages). “ I say, Old Feller,
ANY 'OSSES DIED ABOUT ’ERE LATELY ? CHEVALS MoRTS, YOU KNOW ! ! ”
\_And the worst of it is, that, though his compatriots did not laugh, as he expected,
the “ vulgarian ” luasn't. a bit abashed,.
WELCOME, VICEROY OE EGYPT.
We bid thee welcome, Pharaoh,
That comest to us from Cairo.
0 may thy shadow never
Be less—nor greater ever!
A thousand years extended
Thy life be, thy reign ended
No sooner ; glorious be it,
And may we live to see it.
By liberal cultivation
Exalt thou still thy nation:
Continuing wise courses
Develop its resources.
Britannia is thy debtor
Eor thou dost much abet tier,
And wilt yet more, when Suez
Cut navigably through is.
She gladly sets her eye on
Late Host of her young Lion ;
Thy presence calls upon her
As Guest to do him honour.
If thou hast cause to mention
Some shabby inattention,
Be sure she doth lament it.
And Elunkeys shall repent it.
Her multitude will cheer thee.
They mightily revere thee,
With all who men of mark are,
Of lighter skin or darker.
Hip, hip, hooray !
Along thy way,
Whicti thou wilt hear them shout and say,
Means “ Thou art great, 0 Khedive,”
Whom some call Ishmael Parker.
Quite Out of Her Line.
Perhaps the most furious talk against the Irish Churcii
Bill and Mr. Gladstone has come from the Pomona
Gardens, Manchester. Rather hard this upon Pomona,
who has never before been accused of having anything to
do with the apple of discord.
TO PLAYGOERS.
We will venture a prediction. When you visit the Hay market
Theatre to see Mr. Tom Taylor’s new Play, Mary Warner, you will
commiserate the unhappy case — not of the author, for he is to be
congratulated on gaining another dramatic victory; not of the per-
formers, for they have good parts to play, and play them well, (the
little “ lady of the house,” Miss Mary White, deserves the applause
she wins); not of the audience, for they have wisely availed themselves
of one of too few opportunities of sharing the sorrow and joy of
George and Mary Warner ; but, as you look round at the well-peopled
house, and find from your bill that you are watching with an interest
which accumulates act by act, a Drama that can only be played for a few
nights—of the Manager, for whose sake you will wish that Mary
Warner’s career in England, could be as long as it bids fair to be
prosperous.
If you have already seen Miss Bateman—for whom this Drama was
expressly written—you will be glad to store up another recollection of
her pathetic acting, and power of moving many hearts to tears ; if you
listen to her now for the first time, you will not fail to understand all
you have heard of her triumph as Leah, you will not fail to regret that
you are present at one of the nights of “ a farewell engagement,” and
that a too brief acquaintance with so much power and tenderness
cannot be prolonged.
It would be unjust to close this notice, without a mention of Mr.
Howe’s excellent personation of George Warner, and it would be an un-
pan ’ ' Gsion not to add that Friday the 9th of July, will be
the last - ^vhe English Stage of Mary Warner.
Sporting Unintelligen.ee.
Old Lady (animadverting on the Races). Ah, drat the nasty dirty
Sweeps on your Turf as you call it! In course it’s them which occasions
the good-for-nothing Blacklegs.
A TRIAD.
Can anyone explain the following puzzles ?—
1. “ Wanted, Amateur Vocalists and Pianists.—A Royal Academy
Professor will finish a Boy, if competent to appear at his Soirees and
Concerts.”
2. “ On repairing and keeping in repair the London City Mis-
sionaries.—Copies of the above pamphlet may be had ” &c.
3. “ A Bazaar was opened to-day in Cardinal Wolsey’s Hall,
Hampton Court Palace, in aid of the Royal Cambridge Asylum for
Soldiers’ Widows. Many curiosities were exhibited, not the least
remarkable among them being a model of one of the Soldiers’ Widows,
for whose benefit the bazaar has been originated, which had been fur-
nished by ” &c.
A SUPPLEMENTARY PARAGRAPH.
Ie there really be any disciples of Rochefoucauld who “find in
the misfortunes of others something not altogether unpleasing to them-
selves,” let them “ Spend a happy day,” as they say at Rosherville, by
investing a shilling at the Supplementary Picture Exhibition, where
they will see how Genius can be neglected, and Industry go unrewarded.
The “Rejected” have done right in making an Exhibition of them-
selves, and the Royals ought to be pleased also that next year’s
Hanging Committee will insist, as a matter of fairness to their brother
artists, that more time be allowed them for the consideration of works
sent for approval, and so hang and not gibbet such meritorious pro-
ductions as are to be found amongst others on the walls of the Supple-
mentary Exhibition.
Surgical Toast and Sentiment.—Velocipedes and Compound
Eractures!
Vol. 56.
9
269
WIT* WE ARE SO BELOVED ON THE CONTINENT,
Provincial Tourist (to “ Kellner ” who offers him Sausages). “ I say, Old Feller,
ANY 'OSSES DIED ABOUT ’ERE LATELY ? CHEVALS MoRTS, YOU KNOW ! ! ”
\_And the worst of it is, that, though his compatriots did not laugh, as he expected,
the “ vulgarian ” luasn't. a bit abashed,.
WELCOME, VICEROY OE EGYPT.
We bid thee welcome, Pharaoh,
That comest to us from Cairo.
0 may thy shadow never
Be less—nor greater ever!
A thousand years extended
Thy life be, thy reign ended
No sooner ; glorious be it,
And may we live to see it.
By liberal cultivation
Exalt thou still thy nation:
Continuing wise courses
Develop its resources.
Britannia is thy debtor
Eor thou dost much abet tier,
And wilt yet more, when Suez
Cut navigably through is.
She gladly sets her eye on
Late Host of her young Lion ;
Thy presence calls upon her
As Guest to do him honour.
If thou hast cause to mention
Some shabby inattention,
Be sure she doth lament it.
And Elunkeys shall repent it.
Her multitude will cheer thee.
They mightily revere thee,
With all who men of mark are,
Of lighter skin or darker.
Hip, hip, hooray !
Along thy way,
Whicti thou wilt hear them shout and say,
Means “ Thou art great, 0 Khedive,”
Whom some call Ishmael Parker.
Quite Out of Her Line.
Perhaps the most furious talk against the Irish Churcii
Bill and Mr. Gladstone has come from the Pomona
Gardens, Manchester. Rather hard this upon Pomona,
who has never before been accused of having anything to
do with the apple of discord.
TO PLAYGOERS.
We will venture a prediction. When you visit the Hay market
Theatre to see Mr. Tom Taylor’s new Play, Mary Warner, you will
commiserate the unhappy case — not of the author, for he is to be
congratulated on gaining another dramatic victory; not of the per-
formers, for they have good parts to play, and play them well, (the
little “ lady of the house,” Miss Mary White, deserves the applause
she wins); not of the audience, for they have wisely availed themselves
of one of too few opportunities of sharing the sorrow and joy of
George and Mary Warner ; but, as you look round at the well-peopled
house, and find from your bill that you are watching with an interest
which accumulates act by act, a Drama that can only be played for a few
nights—of the Manager, for whose sake you will wish that Mary
Warner’s career in England, could be as long as it bids fair to be
prosperous.
If you have already seen Miss Bateman—for whom this Drama was
expressly written—you will be glad to store up another recollection of
her pathetic acting, and power of moving many hearts to tears ; if you
listen to her now for the first time, you will not fail to understand all
you have heard of her triumph as Leah, you will not fail to regret that
you are present at one of the nights of “ a farewell engagement,” and
that a too brief acquaintance with so much power and tenderness
cannot be prolonged.
It would be unjust to close this notice, without a mention of Mr.
Howe’s excellent personation of George Warner, and it would be an un-
pan ’ ' Gsion not to add that Friday the 9th of July, will be
the last - ^vhe English Stage of Mary Warner.
Sporting Unintelligen.ee.
Old Lady (animadverting on the Races). Ah, drat the nasty dirty
Sweeps on your Turf as you call it! In course it’s them which occasions
the good-for-nothing Blacklegs.
A TRIAD.
Can anyone explain the following puzzles ?—
1. “ Wanted, Amateur Vocalists and Pianists.—A Royal Academy
Professor will finish a Boy, if competent to appear at his Soirees and
Concerts.”
2. “ On repairing and keeping in repair the London City Mis-
sionaries.—Copies of the above pamphlet may be had ” &c.
3. “ A Bazaar was opened to-day in Cardinal Wolsey’s Hall,
Hampton Court Palace, in aid of the Royal Cambridge Asylum for
Soldiers’ Widows. Many curiosities were exhibited, not the least
remarkable among them being a model of one of the Soldiers’ Widows,
for whose benefit the bazaar has been originated, which had been fur-
nished by ” &c.
A SUPPLEMENTARY PARAGRAPH.
Ie there really be any disciples of Rochefoucauld who “find in
the misfortunes of others something not altogether unpleasing to them-
selves,” let them “ Spend a happy day,” as they say at Rosherville, by
investing a shilling at the Supplementary Picture Exhibition, where
they will see how Genius can be neglected, and Industry go unrewarded.
The “Rejected” have done right in making an Exhibition of them-
selves, and the Royals ought to be pleased also that next year’s
Hanging Committee will insist, as a matter of fairness to their brother
artists, that more time be allowed them for the consideration of works
sent for approval, and so hang and not gibbet such meritorious pro-
ductions as are to be found amongst others on the walls of the Supple-
mentary Exhibition.
Surgical Toast and Sentiment.—Velocipedes and Compound
Eractures!
Vol. 56.
9