DOI issue:
March 12, 1887
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.17657#0135
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
125
AWAKE WITH THE SLEEPING BEAUTY.
tw0j'u<tee from tne highly satisfied attitude ofj.the large audience
LQat attended Novello's Oratorio Concert, given at St. James's Hall
the^other evening, there was
on their parts evidently no
disposition to quarrel with
the quality of the musical
fare provided for their
delectation, by that enter-
prising firm, for as a distin-
guished German musical
critic, sitting beside Mr.
Punch, observed to him,
"Ven he likes, no vellow
can do it better." It is
true that Beethoven's
Choral Symphony can
scarcely be regarded as a
new work, and the audience
seemed a little overcome by
the "Adagio molto et canta-
The Sleeping Beauty. bJle>" tnat fel1 somewhat
s . flat, much apparently to the
Jj prise "f Dr. Mackenzie, who commenting on the fact to his first
win., V!ls evidently making some such remark as "H'm,—well, I
wilder why on earth'they haven't.taken that.'"
foil ra^ner uncomplimentary opening words of the recitative that
oUows the orchestral prelude, "Oh, friends I no more such sounds of
jusoord," could scarcely explain matters, but the suggestion to the
eliT"18' "to s^n? a strain more cheerful, more flowing; a strain of
fiirt es3'" judiciously thrown out and vigorously acted upon very
^nnately, soon brought the Symphony to a happier conclusion.
.l ut! to turn to the piece de resistance of the evening, Mr. Cowen's
^:rming and graceful Cantata, The Sleeping Beauty. The " book "
tea •.deals fsimply but effectively with the familiar legend, has
n n brought out by the composer, in a series of the most tuneful
lion ' am.on£ which the chorus " At Dawn of Bay," the incanta-
Pat s0u^ °^ " ^7*'c^e^ Fay" capitally rendered by Madame
" "Vsnf' anc'' ^e P'ece assigned to the Prince, Mr. Lloyd, commencing
spe ?iFe am I?" at the °Penin° of the Fourth Scene, may be
°,la'ly noted as full of striking and characteristic melody skilfully
and 11' -Lloyd, by the way, was quite to the fore throughout,
L that fell to his share may be said to have been well up on
Wat 8 ^st' "^■r8, Hutchinson made a graceful Princess, and Mr.
gti,t w Mills as the King, got through as much of the musical
t as was brought to him in an efficient style,
tion f'.unch> on referring to the book, notes several " stage" direc-
does *on ne fancies were not carried out the other evening. He
dan ^0t reoau " A gay throng of Ladies, Lords, and Knights; some
B"C!n?i" or recollect the Princess, "wandering dreamily from the
^}?^?ting Hall and entering a large Gallery at the further end of
able Vaa ^&kt of narrow steps." Possibly the limited space avail-
nnd James's Hall did not admit of the introduction of these
000(1^laWy attractive features; or it may have been that Mr. Punch
Oinji . , as his artist has represented him, berce'd by the delightful
listen0'lnt:o ^e ^joyraent of a delicious repose, found himself, though
enter/11" W^ ^s ears wide open to all the beauties of the charming
shm-f ainment prepared for him, yet with his eyes shut to all possible
^comings.
011 the' "^M?c^.neartily congratulates his young friend, Mr. Cowen,
e°ncb ?n™isiastie and well-merited call that greeted him on the
ever s 01ji0:^ ^is excellent work. It was quite clear that how-
ratew011 • Cowen's " Beauty" was sleeping, the public at any
°iUch 616 ^u^e wideawake to her fascinations, and it gives Mr. Punch
Pleasure to be able to record the fact.
t( Mern. by a Married Man.
^vanceg1"^??1 ca8hmere promises to be in considerable request as the season
' Fashionable Announcement.
Ah, yes! In the " new stuff "—no doubt 'tis dear—
My wife and girls will wish to cut a dash;
when it is a question of Cashmere,
"hat care they for a question of mere cash f
Very munif""' sa^ ^■Ta- Ramsbotham to her niece, who has been
exPense " annoye<i oy Mr. Wagstaee making some jest at her
'a shatter Jt11 mustn't mind him. He's what they call in Society
Wdage^^^-'and was only indulging, as usual, in a little
__J^W NAME WE l( Fl3TIA1TA>»_.. Tlie E,eoord 0f the Hittites."
MR. PUNCH'S MORAL FAIRY TALES.
II—Hop o' My Thumb.
Theee once lived in a forest a poor Woodman who had a large
family, and much ado to feed them. At length there came a famine,
and the youngest of the children, a boy so small that he was named
Hop o' My Thumb,—overheard a conversation between his father
and mother.
"We must give each child a piece of bread, and lose them to-
morrow in the forest," said the woman, and the man agreed.
When Hop 0' My Thumb had imparted this project to his elder
brothers, they observed that they did not care. "For," said they,
"what is simpler than to fill our pockets with white stones, drop
them on our way-
out, and, by their
aid, discover our
way home to the
paternal roof."
Hop o' My
Thumb said no-
thing, but next
day, when his
brothers, relying
on this stratagem,
had fallen asleep
in the wood, he
possessed himself
of all their pieces
of bread, and,
stepping briskly
out, reached an-
other country
where provisions
were cheap, and
labour dear. In
this country he
hired himself to a
farmer, whose
daughter he mar-
ried, and inherited
the farm, where he lived much respected in the parish. His brothers,
after a deplorable series of adventures, which I shall not weary you
by relating, were devoured by an Ogre.
Moral.—Emigration is the best remedy for an overorowded Labour
Market.
FINE FELLOWS.
[Mr. Herxomer, A.E.A., has juBt been made an Honorary Fellow of All
Souls. The only other Honorary fellow is Mr. W. E. Gladstone.]
First Distinguished Mas-
ter of Arts. You're a Fellow!
Second Distinguished
Master of Arts. You 're
another!
Both sing.
Fill up bowls,
We 're jolly auld souls,'
And jolly auld souls we be.
Bene vestiti,
Bene nati,
M Docti Moderate !
[Exeunt dancing as quite
the Lifesand All Souls
of the party.
The Public is watching
with interest, and without
prejudice, the modern
' Raises' Progress " — at
the Post . Office. At present
it "wishes he would explain
his explanation."
Problem eob Psychologists.—Given two Lunatic Bills in the
House of Lords, find how many demented Williams there are in the
House of Commons. _
The 21st of June is to be the Official Jubilee Day. It will be
" Queen's Weather," of course. If showery—then Vive la Peine !
and let us be happy.
125
AWAKE WITH THE SLEEPING BEAUTY.
tw0j'u<tee from tne highly satisfied attitude ofj.the large audience
LQat attended Novello's Oratorio Concert, given at St. James's Hall
the^other evening, there was
on their parts evidently no
disposition to quarrel with
the quality of the musical
fare provided for their
delectation, by that enter-
prising firm, for as a distin-
guished German musical
critic, sitting beside Mr.
Punch, observed to him,
"Ven he likes, no vellow
can do it better." It is
true that Beethoven's
Choral Symphony can
scarcely be regarded as a
new work, and the audience
seemed a little overcome by
the "Adagio molto et canta-
The Sleeping Beauty. bJle>" tnat fel1 somewhat
s . flat, much apparently to the
Jj prise "f Dr. Mackenzie, who commenting on the fact to his first
win., V!ls evidently making some such remark as "H'm,—well, I
wilder why on earth'they haven't.taken that.'"
foil ra^ner uncomplimentary opening words of the recitative that
oUows the orchestral prelude, "Oh, friends I no more such sounds of
jusoord," could scarcely explain matters, but the suggestion to the
eliT"18' "to s^n? a strain more cheerful, more flowing; a strain of
fiirt es3'" judiciously thrown out and vigorously acted upon very
^nnately, soon brought the Symphony to a happier conclusion.
.l ut! to turn to the piece de resistance of the evening, Mr. Cowen's
^:rming and graceful Cantata, The Sleeping Beauty. The " book "
tea •.deals fsimply but effectively with the familiar legend, has
n n brought out by the composer, in a series of the most tuneful
lion ' am.on£ which the chorus " At Dawn of Bay," the incanta-
Pat s0u^ °^ " ^7*'c^e^ Fay" capitally rendered by Madame
" "Vsnf' anc'' ^e P'ece assigned to the Prince, Mr. Lloyd, commencing
spe ?iFe am I?" at the °Penin° of the Fourth Scene, may be
°,la'ly noted as full of striking and characteristic melody skilfully
and 11' -Lloyd, by the way, was quite to the fore throughout,
L that fell to his share may be said to have been well up on
Wat 8 ^st' "^■r8, Hutchinson made a graceful Princess, and Mr.
gti,t w Mills as the King, got through as much of the musical
t as was brought to him in an efficient style,
tion f'.unch> on referring to the book, notes several " stage" direc-
does *on ne fancies were not carried out the other evening. He
dan ^0t reoau " A gay throng of Ladies, Lords, and Knights; some
B"C!n?i" or recollect the Princess, "wandering dreamily from the
^}?^?ting Hall and entering a large Gallery at the further end of
able Vaa ^&kt of narrow steps." Possibly the limited space avail-
nnd James's Hall did not admit of the introduction of these
000(1^laWy attractive features; or it may have been that Mr. Punch
Oinji . , as his artist has represented him, berce'd by the delightful
listen0'lnt:o ^e ^joyraent of a delicious repose, found himself, though
enter/11" W^ ^s ears wide open to all the beauties of the charming
shm-f ainment prepared for him, yet with his eyes shut to all possible
^comings.
011 the' "^M?c^.neartily congratulates his young friend, Mr. Cowen,
e°ncb ?n™isiastie and well-merited call that greeted him on the
ever s 01ji0:^ ^is excellent work. It was quite clear that how-
ratew011 • Cowen's " Beauty" was sleeping, the public at any
°iUch 616 ^u^e wideawake to her fascinations, and it gives Mr. Punch
Pleasure to be able to record the fact.
t( Mern. by a Married Man.
^vanceg1"^??1 ca8hmere promises to be in considerable request as the season
' Fashionable Announcement.
Ah, yes! In the " new stuff "—no doubt 'tis dear—
My wife and girls will wish to cut a dash;
when it is a question of Cashmere,
"hat care they for a question of mere cash f
Very munif""' sa^ ^■Ta- Ramsbotham to her niece, who has been
exPense " annoye<i oy Mr. Wagstaee making some jest at her
'a shatter Jt11 mustn't mind him. He's what they call in Society
Wdage^^^-'and was only indulging, as usual, in a little
__J^W NAME WE l( Fl3TIA1TA>»_.. Tlie E,eoord 0f the Hittites."
MR. PUNCH'S MORAL FAIRY TALES.
II—Hop o' My Thumb.
Theee once lived in a forest a poor Woodman who had a large
family, and much ado to feed them. At length there came a famine,
and the youngest of the children, a boy so small that he was named
Hop o' My Thumb,—overheard a conversation between his father
and mother.
"We must give each child a piece of bread, and lose them to-
morrow in the forest," said the woman, and the man agreed.
When Hop 0' My Thumb had imparted this project to his elder
brothers, they observed that they did not care. "For," said they,
"what is simpler than to fill our pockets with white stones, drop
them on our way-
out, and, by their
aid, discover our
way home to the
paternal roof."
Hop o' My
Thumb said no-
thing, but next
day, when his
brothers, relying
on this stratagem,
had fallen asleep
in the wood, he
possessed himself
of all their pieces
of bread, and,
stepping briskly
out, reached an-
other country
where provisions
were cheap, and
labour dear. In
this country he
hired himself to a
farmer, whose
daughter he mar-
ried, and inherited
the farm, where he lived much respected in the parish. His brothers,
after a deplorable series of adventures, which I shall not weary you
by relating, were devoured by an Ogre.
Moral.—Emigration is the best remedy for an overorowded Labour
Market.
FINE FELLOWS.
[Mr. Herxomer, A.E.A., has juBt been made an Honorary Fellow of All
Souls. The only other Honorary fellow is Mr. W. E. Gladstone.]
First Distinguished Mas-
ter of Arts. You're a Fellow!
Second Distinguished
Master of Arts. You 're
another!
Both sing.
Fill up bowls,
We 're jolly auld souls,'
And jolly auld souls we be.
Bene vestiti,
Bene nati,
M Docti Moderate !
[Exeunt dancing as quite
the Lifesand All Souls
of the party.
The Public is watching
with interest, and without
prejudice, the modern
' Raises' Progress " — at
the Post . Office. At present
it "wishes he would explain
his explanation."
Problem eob Psychologists.—Given two Lunatic Bills in the
House of Lords, find how many demented Williams there are in the
House of Commons. _
The 21st of June is to be the Official Jubilee Day. It will be
" Queen's Weather," of course. If showery—then Vive la Peine !
and let us be happy.