Punch (73.1877)

ART AND FASHION.

Our Artist and his fashionable Sitter compare Notes about Paris. He begins :—
" you went to the ' louvre,' of course ?"

" i should think so, indeed ! before going anywhere else ! i spent all my tlm3 there ! what a beautiful place !"
" Ah ! And what endless Stores of noble artistic "Wealth !"
"Yes! so Artistic! And the Attendants so Civil, you know."

" H'm ! pretty well! But all is well managed. Such Cleanliness ! Such Order !"

" Yes! And those lovely Balloons they give one, with 'Louvre' printed on them, you know! "

[Our Artist is thinking of the famous Museum: his fashionable Sitter of the still more famous linen-draping and silk-mercing emporium
which bears the same name, and where they give you a hydrogen ballocm to take away with you along with your purchase. Aiui a
wonderful advertisement that balloon is I Yerb. sap.

THE SPKIG OP SBILLELAGH.

{Adapted to the Occasion.)

Och, Gladdy's the guest of the nate Irishman,
The Green Isle he's roamin' to twig all he can,

With his Sprig of Shillelagh and Shamrock so green.
His phiz looks good-humoured, his wind appears sound,
But he keeps his own counsel whilst looking around,
Walks and chats, hows and smiles before cutting his stick,
But his iligant tongue makes no speeches, avich!—

For all his Shillelagh and Shamrock so green 1

Pat ne'er had the luck in St. Stephen's to stand,

WhiUt that guest wid his measures was blessing the land

That grows the Shillelagh and Shamrock so green.
Will his Gladdy then lave him wid sorra' the spache ?
Has he nothing to talk about, nothing to tache ?
Is there niver a wrong in the Isle of the West,
Tor the cuttin' down spoort that the ould boy loves best,

With his Sprig of Shillelagh and Shamrock so green ?

" My cead mille failthea 'tis cruel to balk;

Sure 'tis sorry he '11 be that he grudged me the talk—

For all my Shillelagh and Shamrock so green ! "
So sighs purty Sheelah, as blushing a smile,
She hands him a twig, the Home-growth of the Isle.
But he answers,—" Mavrone, I've a shafe on my shelf,
And prefer, when I want one, to cut it myself,

Being choice of Shillelaghs, nor liking them green."

Sweet Sheelah may prettily pout and protest,

But our Woodman perhaps, after all, may know best,

To decline the Shillelagh that's offered him gre-n.
Shure he manes no offence to that same Colleen Dhas ;
'Tis not now he first owns to her charms, the sweet lass I
He has fought in her cause like a Trojan afore,
And again, when he's wanted, he'll bring to the fore,

Both his Sprig of Shillelagh and Shamrock so green!

Supplying a Void.

The Due Decazes's retirement from the French Foreign Office is,
we are assured, a fait-accompli. The Duke, by this timely with-
drawal from an untenable situation, shows himself a seigneur
accompli. How much more dignified to walk out of the Foreign
Office than to be kicked out !

It is reported that the Duke's successor is to be the Comte de
Vogue, now French Ambassador at Vienna. Comte de Vogue
would certainly be the right man in the right place. If there is one
thing the Marshal wantg just now, besides discretion and sound poli-
tical judgment, it is Vogue.

beneath the lowest deep a lower deep.

Says Sir Wilfrid to the Marshal,
" Our worse your bad I '11 fit to :

You've a Bepublican Government,
But we've a Publican ditto."