Punch: Punch (100.1891)

_50_PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHABIVAEI. [January 31, 1891.

THE FRIEND OF IRELAND AND THE WORDY KNIFE-GRINDER.

(Imitation Sapphics some way after Canning and Frere.)

Wordy Knife-Grinder, " SroiiY ! God bless you ! I have none to tell, SiE

Friend of Ireland :—
'1 Wobdy Knife-Grinder ! Whither are you going ?
Dark is your way—your wheel looks out of order -
Mitchel&town palls, and there seems no more spell in

O'Brien's breeches!

" Wordy Knife-Grinder, little think the proud ones,
Who in their speeches prate about their Union-
Ism, what hard work 'tis to keep a Party

Tightly together!

" Tell me, Knife-Grinder, what your little game is.
Do you mean playing straight with me and
others P

Or would you jocky Erin like a confounded

Saxon attorney ?

" Give us a glimpse of that same Memorandum !
Pledge yourself clear to what needs no explaining!
Prove that your plan is not quite a sham, sly-whittled

Down into nullity!