DOI Heft:
September 23, 1882
DOI Seite / Zitierlink: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.17753#0141
September 23, 1882.]
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
133
A DAMPER.
London Guest (who had let fly into “ the Brown” at Eighty Yards, and knocked down a Brace). “Good Shot that, with Cne Barbel,
JENKINS ! I SHOULD THINK IT MUST HAVE BEEN A HUNDRED YARDS !”
Keeper. “ Yessir—Master remarked as it were a wery Long Shot.”
Londoner {gratified). “Ah—Oh, he noticed it, did he?”
Keeper. Yessir, Master allus notices when Gen’lemen makes wery Long Shots. They don’t get asked again !”
CHINY AND BELGRAYY.
Mr. Punch, Honnerd Sir,—
Pummit me to present you with, a peace of Nonsense from
the St. Jea?nes's Gazette. It’s too ridicklus :—
“Domestic
servants will
view with well-
grounded anxi-
ety a decision
arrived at by the
Chinese mer-
chants who met
in conference a
few days ago in
.London. It was
resolved, among
other things, to
send letters to
various Clubs in China, re-
commending emigration to
England. If this recom-
mendation is acted on, we
may be on the eve of a great
domestic and social revolu-
tion. There will, no doubt,
be a prejudice at first in
some households against the
introduction into the family
circle of the ‘heathen
Chinee.’ But when his
merits are discovered, it is not impossible he may be warmly welcomed as
a valuable acquisition, meeting one of the most pressing requiremtnts of
the day.”
I shoodent ave been supprised to ave red the abuv rebelry in some
Low Radicle Print in the abit of sitch Impurtinence; hut the St.
Jeames’s is a paper supposed to succulate amung the Aristoxy, as its
Name signyfize, and which ought to Know Better.
Domestic Servants of the Superia Classes mite praps Object to
Competition with Forreners like French, Italian, or Swiss valleys.
But the idear of a English Servin Man hein jellus of a Eathen
Chinee ! It’s monsus ! No doubt but wot a Chinyman would be
content to live amost dog-cheap and slave for very inferia Ire. They
may be andy enough, them Chinymen, too. But ow would the
Chineyman look beind a Cbair at the Dinna Table, or beind a Car-
ridge ? A miserabel, retchid, skinny-bony scarecrow, with his sqifet
face, and eye cheke bones, and little slantin i’s like a Pigg, and his
frontispeeee all over as yeller as my Plush.
The St. Jeames's takes a Lo view of the Domestic’s Posishon. As
if Work was the one thing Needfull. Wherein the fact is that a
Footman in Good Societa is requier’d not only for Use but much more
still for hornimint. Look at a Chine’s legs. Look at his shoalders.
Where’s the bredth of the Won and the Carves of the Huther?
Compare our ites mine and his. Six foot to sixpennuth of apence.
Ow can I and sitch as me think of bein jellus of a Beger like that ?
If we was we mite petition for a additional Dooty on Forren Men
Servants ; but we don’t want No sitch Protection for Native Industry
agin Imports. Yure Most Obejiant Servant, John Thomas.
A fig for Sporting Prophets. They are no better than Zadkiel.
No one foretold the winner of the Doncaster St. Leger. Yet any-
body might have said that Dutch Oven would be safe to stand any
heat. And what a heat, and how they burnt their fingers at that
Dutch Oven. Real Dutch metal that horse is made of.
A Scotch Aunt who ’s always on the Sofa.—Aunty-Macassar.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
133
A DAMPER.
London Guest (who had let fly into “ the Brown” at Eighty Yards, and knocked down a Brace). “Good Shot that, with Cne Barbel,
JENKINS ! I SHOULD THINK IT MUST HAVE BEEN A HUNDRED YARDS !”
Keeper. “ Yessir—Master remarked as it were a wery Long Shot.”
Londoner {gratified). “Ah—Oh, he noticed it, did he?”
Keeper. Yessir, Master allus notices when Gen’lemen makes wery Long Shots. They don’t get asked again !”
CHINY AND BELGRAYY.
Mr. Punch, Honnerd Sir,—
Pummit me to present you with, a peace of Nonsense from
the St. Jea?nes's Gazette. It’s too ridicklus :—
“Domestic
servants will
view with well-
grounded anxi-
ety a decision
arrived at by the
Chinese mer-
chants who met
in conference a
few days ago in
.London. It was
resolved, among
other things, to
send letters to
various Clubs in China, re-
commending emigration to
England. If this recom-
mendation is acted on, we
may be on the eve of a great
domestic and social revolu-
tion. There will, no doubt,
be a prejudice at first in
some households against the
introduction into the family
circle of the ‘heathen
Chinee.’ But when his
merits are discovered, it is not impossible he may be warmly welcomed as
a valuable acquisition, meeting one of the most pressing requiremtnts of
the day.”
I shoodent ave been supprised to ave red the abuv rebelry in some
Low Radicle Print in the abit of sitch Impurtinence; hut the St.
Jeames’s is a paper supposed to succulate amung the Aristoxy, as its
Name signyfize, and which ought to Know Better.
Domestic Servants of the Superia Classes mite praps Object to
Competition with Forreners like French, Italian, or Swiss valleys.
But the idear of a English Servin Man hein jellus of a Eathen
Chinee ! It’s monsus ! No doubt but wot a Chinyman would be
content to live amost dog-cheap and slave for very inferia Ire. They
may be andy enough, them Chinymen, too. But ow would the
Chineyman look beind a Cbair at the Dinna Table, or beind a Car-
ridge ? A miserabel, retchid, skinny-bony scarecrow, with his sqifet
face, and eye cheke bones, and little slantin i’s like a Pigg, and his
frontispeeee all over as yeller as my Plush.
The St. Jeames's takes a Lo view of the Domestic’s Posishon. As
if Work was the one thing Needfull. Wherein the fact is that a
Footman in Good Societa is requier’d not only for Use but much more
still for hornimint. Look at a Chine’s legs. Look at his shoalders.
Where’s the bredth of the Won and the Carves of the Huther?
Compare our ites mine and his. Six foot to sixpennuth of apence.
Ow can I and sitch as me think of bein jellus of a Beger like that ?
If we was we mite petition for a additional Dooty on Forren Men
Servants ; but we don’t want No sitch Protection for Native Industry
agin Imports. Yure Most Obejiant Servant, John Thomas.
A fig for Sporting Prophets. They are no better than Zadkiel.
No one foretold the winner of the Doncaster St. Leger. Yet any-
body might have said that Dutch Oven would be safe to stand any
heat. And what a heat, and how they burnt their fingers at that
Dutch Oven. Real Dutch metal that horse is made of.
A Scotch Aunt who ’s always on the Sofa.—Aunty-Macassar.