Punch (62.1872)

PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. January 13, 1872.

MORE OFFICIAL CENSORSHIP OF PANTOMIME.

Policeman. " I wouldn't have minted a Quiet Performance ; but to begin Insultin' the Lawr under my wery Eyes !—
(Waxing wroth)—Move on ! or bi.ow'd if I don't Run yer In ! "

SUEPKTSING A CASTLE.

The least ancient and least interesting part of Warwick Castle
has been burned. Subscriptions are tendered in aid of a restoration.
Question is raised whether Lord Warwick should accept these, lest
the public should consider that by subscribing it acquires a certain
right in the Castle, and that the Earl's legend will have a second
meaning, when affixed over the new buildings : Vix ea nostra voco.
The suggestion is unworthy and sordid. Mr. Punch would like to
see a vote of the Commons in aid of the subscription for conserving

THE SICK MAN IN THE VATICAN

" It is stated that Victor Emmanuel sent General Pralormo to the
Vatican on New Tear's Day to wish the Pope the compliments of the season
on behalf of His Majesty. On arriving there, he was informed by Cardinal
Antonelli that the Holv Father was indisposed, and could not, therefore,
receive him personally. The Cardinal undertook to deliver the compliments
of the King, and the General left. A few hours after, the Pope was com-
pletely recovered, and held his usual receptions."

The faithful should congratulate the Pope upon his rapid, almost

about the noblest relic left to us. He would be glad to say to the miraculous recovery. From the moment the wicked King's emissary

Earl, in Lord Warwick's own words in the Temple Garden; after a Jas out of the precincts of the Vatican, the symptoms became more

certain rose-plucking- favourable, and the Court physicians were released from their

' attendance. We notice, only to dismiss it with scorn, an impression

" This blot that they object against your House which appears to exist that the Holy Father was "indisposed," in the

Shall be wiped off in the next Parliament." primary sense of the word, as worldly sovereigns have been before

tv, , ., . . . , . ., - .... now; for it is not for an instant to be supposed that a Cardinal

1 he cool idea that giving a nobleman help to rebuild entitles one wouia put forth, and a Pope sanction, any excuse which was not in

to walk into his property, is concentrated cheekmess; and if castles accoraance with the strictest truth,
are capable of astonishment, Mr. Punch would again quote W. S,
to the Earl, and say, " Your Castle is surprised."

Dirt! Dirt! Dirt!

Theological News.

His G-race the Duke of Somerset, some time First Lord of the
Admiralty, has come out as a writer on theology. Needless to say
that he is not ceremonious in his treatment of eminent persons. He

We have all been taught to tread the path of duty, but some of
us i eem to have forgotten the lesson. May we entreat Com- i is by no means complimentary to the Apostles. His teaching may
missioners, Boards, Corporations, Vestries, Parochial Authorities, j be condensed into his own motto, Foi pour Devoir, translated
indeed, any responsible and rate-levying body which has got into subtly. In these days everybody seems ready to instruct us in
bad ways, to do their duty to our paths ; and if not this winter, religion—except the Bishops,
perhaps the next—or, not to be too exorbitant, the next after that
—to keep the pavements and the roadways passably clean ? It

would be a satisfaction to those of us who have reached middle age justice to Ireland.

to think that we may yet live to see the streets of London, and

other wealthy towns and cities, rather less lutulent than country Motto for a Bottle of Potheen.—" Oireland! with all thy
lanes and rural roads. When will the scavenger be abroad ? faults I love thy still."