DOI issue:
July 27, 1889
DOI Page / Citation link:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.17688#0054
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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[July 27, 1889.
sons spreading report, that Jacoby has retired from direction of the
New Party. Has not been telling in divisions of late, and people,
finding necessity of explaining absence, invented this story. Not a
word of truth in it.
“I’m not the man to desert a friend,” Jacoby said, putting me
Then, average policeman with ordinary training scarcely qualified to
catch unmuzzled cat. To make the Force effective in tins direction
would require weeks, perhaps months, of special drill. On the whole,
Home Secbetaby rather discountenanced new departure ; and the
cat and dog business having been gravely disposed of, the High
(0§ ^
The Peris (under ten) in the House of Peers, peersonally conducted by Lord Dunraven.
down for a dinner-pair. “I was present at the birth of .this Party,
and it may depend upon me being m at its death.”
So far from resigning position as Whip, Jacoby is laying in new
stores. Has noticed with secret admiration the height of Bobby’s
collars; watched them with wistful eye flickering about the corridors
and shining in recesses of Division Lobby. Why should Bobby
have monopoly of this distinction ?
“ Would suit me, I think,” Jacoby said, wriggling his neck about.
‘ ‘ Bather cut out for that sort of thing. A little sharp under the
jaw at first, I fancy, but soon get used to
that; besides, don’t mind a little personal
inconvenience to do credit to Our Party.
Shall certainly order a couple of dozen.”
Business done. — Scotch Local Govern-
ment Bills through Committee.
Thursday.—Home Secbetaby
led quite a cat and dog life.
Henby Bbuce first let slip the
dogs of war. Wanted to know
how about the German wire-
muzzle used for dogs, and whe-
ther Matthews would appoint
Committee of Sportsmen to inves-
tigate matter? Home Secbetaby
doubted whether Government
would not be travelling beyond
its province in appointing such a
Committee. Every man, he said,
whether a sportsman or not, had
the right, under Privy Council
Order, to select form of muzzle
which might best suit his dog.
That was the inalienable right of
the British citizen, and he shrank
“ Sat and mevsed.”
from interference. Then H. Fabquhabson came along with the cats.
Did the Home Secbetaby know that there were usually in London a
large number of homeless cats ? Would he see that cats were
muzzled and the police instructed to seize and, if necessary, destroy
all unmuzzled cats ?
. Seale-Hay'ne sat and mewsed whilst question propounded. In
his mind’s eye he saw Home Secbetaby pacing the West End
squares with basket of catsmeat on arm, succouring the homeless,
feeding the abandoned. In the distance he beheld the stalwart
policeman lurking at corner in wait for the unmuzzled cat, or
hunting it over dizzy housetops; a pleasing alluring picture, but
not without difficulties, which the Home Secbetaby had solemnly
set forth in writing and now read to House. Existence of large
number of homeless cat3 frankly admitted; desirability of muzzling
them not denied ; but how to do it ? Hydrophobia may be conveyed
by scratch of cat. Supposing it muzzled, its claws still at liberty.
Business
Court of Parliament turned its attention to other matters.
done.—Tithe Bill read a Second Time.
Friday.—Fighting in East Marylebone to-day for seat vacated by
Chablie Bebeseohd. Don’t know yet who’s won; but whoever it
be, will have hard work to fill Chab-
lie’s place. Chablie, when he
spoke, always seemed to bring a
whiff of the salt sea breeze into
j aded atmosphere of House. A model
of the British Tar, with advantages
of birth and education. Knew by
intuition a marlinspike from a miz-
zen-mast. A little inconvenient for
Admiralty to have this too candid
friend always on the lee bow. Knew
more about sea-going affairs even
than Ashmead-Babtlett ; Geobgie
Hamilton a mere landsman com-
pared with him. Now he’s turned
his back on us, sheered off, gone for
a long cruise.
“But I’m coming back again,
Toby, old man,” he said, wringing
my paw with affectionate but em-
barrassing heartiness. “ Keep a
look-out three years hence, and
you ’ll see me beating up the offing.
In the meantime, I don’t forget
you. Although my body may, in
rough weather, be under hatches,
my soul will hover about the
Speakeb ’s Chair.”
Business done.—Miscellaneous.
Sheering Off.
The Shah, TUB.
The Shah sank exhausted on a sofa after his third lesson in dancing
the Highland fling, and Malcolm Khan threw down the bag-pipes
on which he is a proficient, though considerably out of practice.
“ It is time for your Majesty to start for your visit to the Scotch
Moors,” said Soapbab Khan, the Under-Chamberlain-in-Waiting.
“ The Scotch Moors! ” exclaimed the Shah, “ are they naturalised
subjects of Queen Yictobia ? Why should I visit them f Let them
be brought to me.” __
So Like Him.—In the Universal Review, Toby, M.P., has written
an excellent article on Claret. We should have expected him to
know more about Beaune. But whether it’s Champagne or Claret,
or argument ad Hoe, isn’t such a dog the very person of all others to
be a good judge of Whines ?
Ky* NOTICE.—Rejected Communications or Contributions, whether MS., Printed Matter, Drawings, or Pictures of any description, will
in no case be returned, not even when accompanied by a Stamped and Addressed Envelope, Cover, or Y/rapper. To this rule
there will be no exception.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
[July 27, 1889.
sons spreading report, that Jacoby has retired from direction of the
New Party. Has not been telling in divisions of late, and people,
finding necessity of explaining absence, invented this story. Not a
word of truth in it.
“I’m not the man to desert a friend,” Jacoby said, putting me
Then, average policeman with ordinary training scarcely qualified to
catch unmuzzled cat. To make the Force effective in tins direction
would require weeks, perhaps months, of special drill. On the whole,
Home Secbetaby rather discountenanced new departure ; and the
cat and dog business having been gravely disposed of, the High
(0§ ^
The Peris (under ten) in the House of Peers, peersonally conducted by Lord Dunraven.
down for a dinner-pair. “I was present at the birth of .this Party,
and it may depend upon me being m at its death.”
So far from resigning position as Whip, Jacoby is laying in new
stores. Has noticed with secret admiration the height of Bobby’s
collars; watched them with wistful eye flickering about the corridors
and shining in recesses of Division Lobby. Why should Bobby
have monopoly of this distinction ?
“ Would suit me, I think,” Jacoby said, wriggling his neck about.
‘ ‘ Bather cut out for that sort of thing. A little sharp under the
jaw at first, I fancy, but soon get used to
that; besides, don’t mind a little personal
inconvenience to do credit to Our Party.
Shall certainly order a couple of dozen.”
Business done. — Scotch Local Govern-
ment Bills through Committee.
Thursday.—Home Secbetaby
led quite a cat and dog life.
Henby Bbuce first let slip the
dogs of war. Wanted to know
how about the German wire-
muzzle used for dogs, and whe-
ther Matthews would appoint
Committee of Sportsmen to inves-
tigate matter? Home Secbetaby
doubted whether Government
would not be travelling beyond
its province in appointing such a
Committee. Every man, he said,
whether a sportsman or not, had
the right, under Privy Council
Order, to select form of muzzle
which might best suit his dog.
That was the inalienable right of
the British citizen, and he shrank
“ Sat and mevsed.”
from interference. Then H. Fabquhabson came along with the cats.
Did the Home Secbetaby know that there were usually in London a
large number of homeless cats ? Would he see that cats were
muzzled and the police instructed to seize and, if necessary, destroy
all unmuzzled cats ?
. Seale-Hay'ne sat and mewsed whilst question propounded. In
his mind’s eye he saw Home Secbetaby pacing the West End
squares with basket of catsmeat on arm, succouring the homeless,
feeding the abandoned. In the distance he beheld the stalwart
policeman lurking at corner in wait for the unmuzzled cat, or
hunting it over dizzy housetops; a pleasing alluring picture, but
not without difficulties, which the Home Secbetaby had solemnly
set forth in writing and now read to House. Existence of large
number of homeless cat3 frankly admitted; desirability of muzzling
them not denied ; but how to do it ? Hydrophobia may be conveyed
by scratch of cat. Supposing it muzzled, its claws still at liberty.
Business
Court of Parliament turned its attention to other matters.
done.—Tithe Bill read a Second Time.
Friday.—Fighting in East Marylebone to-day for seat vacated by
Chablie Bebeseohd. Don’t know yet who’s won; but whoever it
be, will have hard work to fill Chab-
lie’s place. Chablie, when he
spoke, always seemed to bring a
whiff of the salt sea breeze into
j aded atmosphere of House. A model
of the British Tar, with advantages
of birth and education. Knew by
intuition a marlinspike from a miz-
zen-mast. A little inconvenient for
Admiralty to have this too candid
friend always on the lee bow. Knew
more about sea-going affairs even
than Ashmead-Babtlett ; Geobgie
Hamilton a mere landsman com-
pared with him. Now he’s turned
his back on us, sheered off, gone for
a long cruise.
“But I’m coming back again,
Toby, old man,” he said, wringing
my paw with affectionate but em-
barrassing heartiness. “ Keep a
look-out three years hence, and
you ’ll see me beating up the offing.
In the meantime, I don’t forget
you. Although my body may, in
rough weather, be under hatches,
my soul will hover about the
Speakeb ’s Chair.”
Business done.—Miscellaneous.
Sheering Off.
The Shah, TUB.
The Shah sank exhausted on a sofa after his third lesson in dancing
the Highland fling, and Malcolm Khan threw down the bag-pipes
on which he is a proficient, though considerably out of practice.
“ It is time for your Majesty to start for your visit to the Scotch
Moors,” said Soapbab Khan, the Under-Chamberlain-in-Waiting.
“ The Scotch Moors! ” exclaimed the Shah, “ are they naturalised
subjects of Queen Yictobia ? Why should I visit them f Let them
be brought to me.” __
So Like Him.—In the Universal Review, Toby, M.P., has written
an excellent article on Claret. We should have expected him to
know more about Beaune. But whether it’s Champagne or Claret,
or argument ad Hoe, isn’t such a dog the very person of all others to
be a good judge of Whines ?
Ky* NOTICE.—Rejected Communications or Contributions, whether MS., Printed Matter, Drawings, or Pictures of any description, will
in no case be returned, not even when accompanied by a Stamped and Addressed Envelope, Cover, or Y/rapper. To this rule
there will be no exception.