Punch (76.1879)

June 21, 1879.]

PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CRARIVAPJ.

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HALFWAY UP THE HILL.

Grandpapa. "By George, I must stop and r,r.ow a bit, Tommy!"
Tommy. "All eight, Grandpapa! I've got a Stone to pltt under
your Hekl ! "

THE ANDERSONS' GOLDEN WEDDING.

(For translation into German.)

John Anderson my jo, John,

Since we for glide were wed,
Just fifty years ha' shed their snaws

Upon your pouthered head.
And though we 're baith grown auld, John,

And doddery and slow,
We '11 keep our gowden weddin'-day,

John Anderson my jo!

John Anderson my jo, John,

We '11 climb a coach thegither,
An' when the breakfast's owre, John,

Dash aff wi' ane anither ;
And whilst our wheels ahint, John,

Auld shoon the neebors throw,
We '11 to our gowden honeymoon,

John Anderson my jo!

BOUNCING BUTTERFLIES.

Although the Whitsuntide holidays were over, and
Parliament was sitting, a telegram from Geneva, tran-
scending all record of the enormous gooseberry order,
announced the other day that:—■

" On Saturday the commune of Wet/ikon, Canton Zurich,
was invaded by an immense swarm of butterflies a kilometre
wide, and so long that the procession took two hours to pass.
They were principally of the kind known in Switzerland as
Distelfalter, which feed on nettles and thistles."

These more than Brobdingnagian butterflies must have
swept all the nettles and thistles in Switzerland off the
face of the earth. What a benefit for all Switzers except
goldfinches and donkeys ! Fancy a swarm of butterflies
a kilometre wide and long in proportion! No wonder the
swarm took two hours to pass in procession. In the
meanwhile there must of course have been a total eclipse
of the sun.

a mania.

Distracted enthusiasts are raving about Mile.
Sarah Bernhardt. At night, in the neighbourhood
of Chester Square, S.W., wild young journalists are
heard singing, "I'ce gone ivronq for the sake of
Sarah ! "

OUR " HUNDRED GREATEST MEN " (AND WOMEN).

Mr. Punch has had an advertisement forwarded to him of a work
now in course of publication, entitled The Hundred Greatest Men :
Lives and Portraits of the One Hundred Greatest Men of History
—together Avuth a petition, respectfully and respectably signed,
praying him to favour the world with a list of those whom he con-
siders to be the "Hundred Greatest Men of History." Mr. Punch
has taken infinite pains to comply with this request in a liberal,
comprehensive, cosmopolitan, and international spirit, and feels
certain that universal satisfaction will be entertained at his recog-
nition of the claims of Women to be included in the illustrious
Catalogue.

Mr. Punch's List, which, for convenience of reference, is divided
into Classes, stands as follows :—

H.M. King Arthur, H.M. King Cole, H.M. the King of the Can-
nibal Islands, Pope Joan, Queen Mao, H.R.H. Duke Humimrey,
Blue Beard.

Gog, Magog, the Lord Mayor, the Sheriffs.

Lord Dundreary.

Sir R.. de Coverley, Sir John Falstaff, Sir John Barleycorn, Sir
Jeffery Hudson.

Don Quixote, Don Juan, Count Fathom, Baron Munchausen, Dr.
Faustus, Professor Teufelsdrockh, Mynheer von Dunk, Rip van
Winkle, Diedrich Knickerbocker^ Sancho Panza, Mephistopheles,
the Flying Dutchman, the Wandering Jew, Prester John.

General Bounce, Captain Bobadil, Captain Macheath, Captain
Cuttle.

Mr. R. Crusoe, Mr. Friday, Mr. Lemuel Gulliver, Mr. Peter
Wilkins.

Mr. Justice Shallow. Judge Lynch, Mr. John Ketch, Mr. Bumble.
Rev. Dr. Primrose, Rev. A. Adams, Dr. Syntax.
St. Jingo, Santa Glaus, Father Christmas, Father Prout.
Mr. John Sheppard, Mr. Jonathan Wild, Mr. G. Faux, Mr. Jeremy
Diddler.

Ptob Roy, Ptobin Hood, Little John.

Rory O'More, Turn O'Shanter.
Daniel Lambert.

Mr. John Robinson, Mr. John Horner, Mr. John Frost, Mr. John
Straw, Mr. and Mrs. John Sprat, and Mr. John Bull.
Mr. Thomas Tiddler, Mr. Thomas Thumb.
Mr. E. Cocker, Mr. Cockle.

The Siamese Twins, The Three Tailors of Tooley Street, The Seven
Wise Men of Greece.

Mr. Brown, Mr. Jones, Mr. Robinson.
Mr. Bell, Sylvanus Urban, Junius.

Lady Bountiful, Madame Tussaud, Mrs. Grundy, Mrs. Harris,
Mrs. Malaprop, Mrs. Partington, Mrs. Glasse, Mrs. Rundell, Mrs.
(" Mother") Hubbard, and Miss Sarah Lunn.

Mr. Punch !

(For Portraits, by the best masters, old, mediaoval, and modern,
apply at the Office.) _

Punch's Nursery Rhyme for Sir Henry Drummond

Wolff.

(On Ms return from Pldlijipopiolis.)

Cock-a-hoop, cock-a-hoop, Beaconsfield's man,
Make of Eastern Roumelia the best that you can.
Cut it, and carve it, and mark it with " B,"
Then leave it to Time, and see what you will see!

"drink," in three acts.
Let us have some more !

Le 's ha' s'more !
L'Assommoir.'

What our Cat says (she likes to be in t7ie fashion).—La Joiefait
Purr.

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