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March 11, 1882
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March ll, 1882.] PUNCH, OE THE LONDON CHARIVARI. ll' 1
OUR BOYS’ NOVELIST.
BEING STORIES OF WILD SFORT AND STIRRING ADYENTURE, FOR THE AMUSEM.ENT AND INSTRUCTION OF
THE YOUTHS OF ALL NATIONS.
YOTJNG HARRY SAYES CACHUCA’S LIFE,
YOUNG HARRY-
OE,
WITH THE HAZ PIRATES FROM THE HEBRIDES TO THE HAVANNAS.
{By the Author of “ The Madcap Middies, and the Menniaque Indians of tlie Strait West Coast.")
LITTLE CHAP. I *
HARRY TAKBS HIS FIRST START IN LIPE.
Ha rry was a foundling from his earliest
(youth.
He was discovered one night in a dark lane
by the kind Yicar of the place, who happened
fat that time to be Parson Bye. The Vicar
ihimself constrncted a cradle—he was cele-
airated for his vicar-work—and tended the
babe with the atmost care.
His excellent preserver’s motto was, “ May
we never want an infant or a bottle to give
him,” and on this treatment little Harry
throve wonderfully.
One night he woke Parson Bye, and said,
“Please tell me the secret of my birth;”
and then his Guardian, who was very sleepy
at the time, could only reply that on his back
was imprinted an “H,” and on his arm were
marks which might have been.caused by
vaccination, but which bore a close resem-
hlance to a coronet.
“ YYas there no coat-of-arms ? ” inqnired
Harry, eagerly.
“ No,” replied Parson Bye, as he swallowed
the remains of his night-cap, which was still
by the bedside. “You hadn’t a rag on of
any sort, my poor young Harry.”
“You named me yonng Harry, becanse
yon thonght my father might he-”
“ Old Haery. Yes,” replied the excellent
Clergyman, lying down and preparing
“ I am of noble descent,” said the boy
proudly.
The worthy old Clergyman frowned. He
disliked dissent of any sort, noble or otherwise.
Bnt there was no time for explanation, for
Harry, mistaking his kind friend’s manner
for an expression of repugnance, exelaimed,
“ You shall never see me more, till my deeds
shall have proved my title,” and dashing out
of the room, locked the door on the outside.
Then, for with all his bravery and daring he
had a tender heart, he whispered “ Hush-a-
Bye,” and softly descended the staircase.
YVhen the worthy Clergyman awoke at _a
late hour the next morning, he found on his
stndv tahle a short note to this effect—
“ On succeeding to my title and estates, I
- 19 t°
sleep.
* ¥e have aereed with the Author that instead of dividing it into “ Chaps,” which might grow into great hig Chaps, far over the heads of the small
Boys for whom this Novel is specially intended, he should keep them all as “ Small Chaps.” as possihle. He has agreed to this, so far as affeets the First
Chap. of each Numher, but ohjects to repeating it. Ve let him have his way, as he ’s a good Chap himself.— Ed
OUR BOYS’ NOVELIST.
BEING STORIES OF WILD SFORT AND STIRRING ADYENTURE, FOR THE AMUSEM.ENT AND INSTRUCTION OF
THE YOUTHS OF ALL NATIONS.
YOTJNG HARRY SAYES CACHUCA’S LIFE,
YOUNG HARRY-
OE,
WITH THE HAZ PIRATES FROM THE HEBRIDES TO THE HAVANNAS.
{By the Author of “ The Madcap Middies, and the Menniaque Indians of tlie Strait West Coast.")
LITTLE CHAP. I *
HARRY TAKBS HIS FIRST START IN LIPE.
Ha rry was a foundling from his earliest
(youth.
He was discovered one night in a dark lane
by the kind Yicar of the place, who happened
fat that time to be Parson Bye. The Vicar
ihimself constrncted a cradle—he was cele-
airated for his vicar-work—and tended the
babe with the atmost care.
His excellent preserver’s motto was, “ May
we never want an infant or a bottle to give
him,” and on this treatment little Harry
throve wonderfully.
One night he woke Parson Bye, and said,
“Please tell me the secret of my birth;”
and then his Guardian, who was very sleepy
at the time, could only reply that on his back
was imprinted an “H,” and on his arm were
marks which might have been.caused by
vaccination, but which bore a close resem-
hlance to a coronet.
“ YYas there no coat-of-arms ? ” inqnired
Harry, eagerly.
“ No,” replied Parson Bye, as he swallowed
the remains of his night-cap, which was still
by the bedside. “You hadn’t a rag on of
any sort, my poor young Harry.”
“You named me yonng Harry, becanse
yon thonght my father might he-”
“ Old Haery. Yes,” replied the excellent
Clergyman, lying down and preparing
“ I am of noble descent,” said the boy
proudly.
The worthy old Clergyman frowned. He
disliked dissent of any sort, noble or otherwise.
Bnt there was no time for explanation, for
Harry, mistaking his kind friend’s manner
for an expression of repugnance, exelaimed,
“ You shall never see me more, till my deeds
shall have proved my title,” and dashing out
of the room, locked the door on the outside.
Then, for with all his bravery and daring he
had a tender heart, he whispered “ Hush-a-
Bye,” and softly descended the staircase.
YVhen the worthy Clergyman awoke at _a
late hour the next morning, he found on his
stndv tahle a short note to this effect—
“ On succeeding to my title and estates, I
- 19 t°
sleep.
* ¥e have aereed with the Author that instead of dividing it into “ Chaps,” which might grow into great hig Chaps, far over the heads of the small
Boys for whom this Novel is specially intended, he should keep them all as “ Small Chaps.” as possihle. He has agreed to this, so far as affeets the First
Chap. of each Numher, but ohjects to repeating it. Ve let him have his way, as he ’s a good Chap himself.— Ed