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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
227
THE WORSHIP OF
TINSEL.
Hardly Lave the Mayor and
Corporation of Cork recovered
from the exertion of presenting
an address to Mr. Henry Ir-
ving, when they are called
upon to perform the same
ceremony on behalf of^ Mr.
Barry Sullivan. Thereinay
be other shooting stars in the
theatrical firmament who will
claim and receive the same
distinguished attention, until
we shall be compelled to ask
these Mayors and Corpora-
tions what honours they have
left to present to real heroes
and paragons ? If counter-
feit presentments of imaginary
virtues are to be treated in
this way, what will become of
the great soldiers and bene-
factors who may in the future
do the world some service ?
If every tragedian who lights
a broad- sword combat is to
be treated as if he had won
a new Agincourt or Water-
loo, these Mayor and Corpora-
tion addresses will lose their
Value.
A sober and respectful ad-
miration for one or more great
Actors, that is not adulterated
with Barnumism, and is not
degrading both to giver and
receiver, is worthy of support
and imitation : but enthu-
siasm, real or affected, s~—:—nm
neous or stimulated, -
goes to the length to —
some of these “ demc ^ (2
lions ” are going, dese: =—
be stigmatised as the ] — ^ilvv
Worship of Tinsel. ET w r£i IV>
PUNCH’S FANCY
PORTRAITS.—NO. 161.
\Stj
MUD-SALAD MUDDLE.
The Corporation won’t re-
lieve the Duke of Mudford
of his Mud-Salad Garden
responsibility. “It’s really
asking too ranch,” is what
they seem to say ; hut they are
wrong, and have lost a chance.
Still, if the Duke can do what
he likes with his own in the
way of selling it, why can’t he
earn the gratitude of Lon-
doners by having it kept in
better order under new rules
and regulations, and, as oppor-
tunity oners, introducing im-
provements, refusing to renew
leases except on certain con-
ditions, and so gradually but
effectually making a clean
sweep of it ? If his Grace can
do what he likes with his own,
let him do this. If he doesn’t
—then it is either because he
has not the power (and if this
is so, who has?), or the im-
provement which London ex-
pects of him is not what his
Grace likes. Let his Grace,
sacrificing for awhile his en-
ioyment of sea-breezes and
the pure Devonshire air, take
the house lately known as
“ Evans’s,” and live in the
heart of Mud-Salad Market for
six months. Evans’s would
make a capital ducal mansion.
“ If you want a thing well
done, do it yourself”—at all
events, see to it yourself ; and
we warrant there would soon
be a decided improvement.
‘ l’w so sorrvmvfri —
thougnJ
L? o
ANOTHER
“ Here brea\
Never met with sucl
Loch::. No knowing v
mackintosh and water]
up in these, out comes
articles except the cap
have brought a light*
been rowed, or, if on s
re-commences, lias a a ;
the next half-hour a :
as you have made up :
appears, as much as t ■
more powerful than :
party complain of the
pare to strip off and
I- O
¥> O
I O
E E
[ONTEFIORE,
THE HEBREWS,”
[i.e., Nov. 8, “very Old Style”),
ear, of ms blameless, brave, and
Mrs. Ramsbotham was in-
structing her youngest niece
in French manners and cus-
toms. “The 2nd of Novem-
ber, my dear,” she explained,
‘ ‘ is the day when they visit,
all the seminaries, and lay
chapels of flowers on the
graves, a beautiful custem!
The French call this day the
Jeu de Mots—a phrase, my
dear, that no doubt you have
often heard, but never under-
stood.”
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6
admiring the view, when somebody exclaims, “ Hang it! Wasn’t
that a drop of rain?” Some hopeful person denies it. If Killick
has asserted that he has just felt a drop of rain, Crayley will
immediately assure him that he must be mistaken, and that such
a thing is impossible. Killick: says he was not mistaken, and
declares he has just felt another.
“ That time I admit,” says Crayley, true to his colour of contra-
diction, under which he would die sooner than yield, “ I did, but not
when you first spoke.” And in another second the rain and sun
drama is enacted all over again, and, tired of the monotony of the
variety, we return to the Yacht, and—this is the usual resource—ask
at what hour dinner is ordered.
Whatever the time mentioned, if Killick is pleased, Crayley
sighs ; or if Crayley is delighted, and says, “ Ah ! that exactly suits
me ! ” Killick wishes it were later, or earlier, or at any time, in fact,
when Crayley doesn’t want it. Crayley, however, is generally most
pleased when it is at an hour which doesn’t suit anyone—not even
our host precisely.
******
Strome Ferry.—Here my brief holiday comes to an end, and I quit
the Creusa. My life on the ocean wave has been a short but merry
one. Crayley also leaves. Other guests are coming to take our
places. Killick is to remain for the whole voyage. The Merry
Young Steward keeps up his Mark TupLy character to the last, and
on the morning of my departure he enters the cabin ? kh a radiant
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
227
THE WORSHIP OF
TINSEL.
Hardly Lave the Mayor and
Corporation of Cork recovered
from the exertion of presenting
an address to Mr. Henry Ir-
ving, when they are called
upon to perform the same
ceremony on behalf of^ Mr.
Barry Sullivan. Thereinay
be other shooting stars in the
theatrical firmament who will
claim and receive the same
distinguished attention, until
we shall be compelled to ask
these Mayors and Corpora-
tions what honours they have
left to present to real heroes
and paragons ? If counter-
feit presentments of imaginary
virtues are to be treated in
this way, what will become of
the great soldiers and bene-
factors who may in the future
do the world some service ?
If every tragedian who lights
a broad- sword combat is to
be treated as if he had won
a new Agincourt or Water-
loo, these Mayor and Corpora-
tion addresses will lose their
Value.
A sober and respectful ad-
miration for one or more great
Actors, that is not adulterated
with Barnumism, and is not
degrading both to giver and
receiver, is worthy of support
and imitation : but enthu-
siasm, real or affected, s~—:—nm
neous or stimulated, -
goes to the length to —
some of these “ demc ^ (2
lions ” are going, dese: =—
be stigmatised as the ] — ^ilvv
Worship of Tinsel. ET w r£i IV>
PUNCH’S FANCY
PORTRAITS.—NO. 161.
\Stj
MUD-SALAD MUDDLE.
The Corporation won’t re-
lieve the Duke of Mudford
of his Mud-Salad Garden
responsibility. “It’s really
asking too ranch,” is what
they seem to say ; hut they are
wrong, and have lost a chance.
Still, if the Duke can do what
he likes with his own in the
way of selling it, why can’t he
earn the gratitude of Lon-
doners by having it kept in
better order under new rules
and regulations, and, as oppor-
tunity oners, introducing im-
provements, refusing to renew
leases except on certain con-
ditions, and so gradually but
effectually making a clean
sweep of it ? If his Grace can
do what he likes with his own,
let him do this. If he doesn’t
—then it is either because he
has not the power (and if this
is so, who has?), or the im-
provement which London ex-
pects of him is not what his
Grace likes. Let his Grace,
sacrificing for awhile his en-
ioyment of sea-breezes and
the pure Devonshire air, take
the house lately known as
“ Evans’s,” and live in the
heart of Mud-Salad Market for
six months. Evans’s would
make a capital ducal mansion.
“ If you want a thing well
done, do it yourself”—at all
events, see to it yourself ; and
we warrant there would soon
be a decided improvement.
‘ l’w so sorrvmvfri —
thougnJ
L? o
ANOTHER
“ Here brea\
Never met with sucl
Loch::. No knowing v
mackintosh and water]
up in these, out comes
articles except the cap
have brought a light*
been rowed, or, if on s
re-commences, lias a a ;
the next half-hour a :
as you have made up :
appears, as much as t ■
more powerful than :
party complain of the
pare to strip off and
I- O
¥> O
I O
E E
[ONTEFIORE,
THE HEBREWS,”
[i.e., Nov. 8, “very Old Style”),
ear, of ms blameless, brave, and
Mrs. Ramsbotham was in-
structing her youngest niece
in French manners and cus-
toms. “The 2nd of Novem-
ber, my dear,” she explained,
‘ ‘ is the day when they visit,
all the seminaries, and lay
chapels of flowers on the
graves, a beautiful custem!
The French call this day the
Jeu de Mots—a phrase, my
dear, that no doubt you have
often heard, but never under-
stood.”
0
6
admiring the view, when somebody exclaims, “ Hang it! Wasn’t
that a drop of rain?” Some hopeful person denies it. If Killick
has asserted that he has just felt a drop of rain, Crayley will
immediately assure him that he must be mistaken, and that such
a thing is impossible. Killick: says he was not mistaken, and
declares he has just felt another.
“ That time I admit,” says Crayley, true to his colour of contra-
diction, under which he would die sooner than yield, “ I did, but not
when you first spoke.” And in another second the rain and sun
drama is enacted all over again, and, tired of the monotony of the
variety, we return to the Yacht, and—this is the usual resource—ask
at what hour dinner is ordered.
Whatever the time mentioned, if Killick is pleased, Crayley
sighs ; or if Crayley is delighted, and says, “ Ah ! that exactly suits
me ! ” Killick wishes it were later, or earlier, or at any time, in fact,
when Crayley doesn’t want it. Crayley, however, is generally most
pleased when it is at an hour which doesn’t suit anyone—not even
our host precisely.
******
Strome Ferry.—Here my brief holiday comes to an end, and I quit
the Creusa. My life on the ocean wave has been a short but merry
one. Crayley also leaves. Other guests are coming to take our
places. Killick is to remain for the whole voyage. The Merry
Young Steward keeps up his Mark TupLy character to the last, and
on the morning of my departure he enters the cabin ? kh a radiant