Punch: Punch (101.1891)

August 8, 1891.]

PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

69

VOCES POPULI.

BANK HOLIDAY.

sceht5—The Crystal Palace. The Nave is filled with a dense throng
of Pleasure-seekers. Evert/ free seat commanding the most
distant view of a Variety Performance on the Great Stage, has
been occupied an hour in advance. The less punctual stand and
enjoy the spectacle of other persons'1 hats or bonnets. Gangs of
Mal-e and Female Promenadcrs jostle and hustle to their hearts'
content, or perform the war-song and dance of the Tower-class
'Aery, which consists in chanting " Oi tidclly-oi-toi; hoi-toi-
oi.' " to a double shuffle. Tired icomen sit on chairs and look at
nothing. In the Grounds, the fancy o f young men and maidens
is lightly turning to thoughts of love ; the first dawn of the tender

Choeley—with dismal results). They are cures those hlackies !
Why , yer carn't 'ardly tell the men from the wimmin! I expect
this lot '11 be 'aving a beanfeast. See, they 're plyin' their myusic.

Chelsea Chorley. Good job we can't 'ear 'em. They say as niggers'
mnsic is somethink downright. horful. Give us " Hi-tiddly-hi" on
that mouth-orgin o' yours, will yer ?

[Vaexhall Yoilet obliges on that instrument; everyone in the neigh-
bourhood begins to jig mechanically ; exeunt party, dancing.
A Pimply Youth. " Hopium-eater from Java." That's the stuff
they gits as stoopid as biled howls on—it 's about time we went and
did another beer. [.They retire for that purpose.

DUErXG THE FlEEWOEES.

Chorus of Spectators. There's another lot o' bloomin''rockets gowin
passion"being intimated", on We pari'of the youth""by chasing orf : Oo-oo, Vntthat lur-uvly ? What a lark if the sticks come

his charmer into a corner and partially throttling her, ichereupon \ down on somebody's 'ed ! There, didyer see 'em bust ? Puts me m

the maiden coyly conveys that his sentiments are not unrecipro- minfl 01 a shower o' foiry smuts. Lor, so they do-what a fancy you
cated by thumping him between the shoulders. From time to ®° 'aYe, &c., &c

time, two champions contend with fists for the smiles of beauty, CoMTXG Home.

who may usually be heard bellowing inconsolably in the back- An Old Gentleman [who has come out with the object of observing
ground. A small but increasing Bank Holiday manners—which he
per-centage have already had —AwfejS^1 donefrom a respectful distance
as much liquid refreshment as S^/-.? i&iSVK-v —to his friend^ as they settle dozen
is good for them, and intend to f^^^^^kt.■>• in an empty first-class compart-
have more. Altogether, tin- ^^^^^^^^mcnt). There, now we shall just
scene, if festive, might puzzle <^^^v-->^^^//^^*-/ get comfortably off before the crush
an Intelligent Foreigner who ^^^^^L^S^tv 7 begins. 2sW, to me, y 'knew, this
is more familiar with Con- ' has been a most interesting and
tinental ideas of enjoyment. <Jm§£jf-^£i'-^ gratifying experience—wonderful
A Damsel [in a ruby plush hat " "^P^v spectacle, all that immense crowd
with a mauve feather). "Why, if ^Oa^i V ^ ^^^^tV^' enjoying itself in its own way—
they yn't got that bloomin' ole ^^^^'^^^^kfhy''f*1^ A * v>" F boisterously, perhaps, but, on the
statute down from Char-in' Cross! ^'"%^HJhLt v1^5«1' v~ ~'d\ whole, with marvellous decorum!
What's 'e doin' of down 'ere, I l^^K^^^'1'!^' Really, very exhilarating to see-
wonder ? /SzLi^wm V UP W 1%^ (W^ but you don't agree with me ?

Her Swain (whose feather is yjmjfa wMi'iM. Tf* Mn *f 1 \ Ffis Friend {reluctantly). Well,

only pink and white paper . Doin' 'if'A ^lf^|™Mw "• k-'~-vv \ I must say it struck me as rather

of? Tvkin' 's d'v orf—like the '|Bv ]■£ U j%. \\ pathetic than-

rest of us are tykin' it. XN_^??!iS>. Mm f LI viA The 0. G. {testily). Pathetic, Sir

The Damsel (giggling). You go \\tt'f 1 \\ —nonsense ! I like to see people

on—you don't green me that w*y ^S^HifHfBwF^ ll / W putting their heart into it, whether

—a statute ! wMMiiWW^m1' V l! & V it's play or work. Give me a

Swain. Well,'yn't this what they JSBfffr'i V ^m*W! « f?~~ - \ crowd-

call a " Statutory" 'Oliday, eh ? ' JBIIP^t rj nik^/ \ [As if in answer to this prayer,

Damsel in high appreciation of !Wf?Z^ >'/ \ \ VHjjjf. j W ^fC, \ there is a sudden irruption of

his humour). I '11 fetch you sech a Wft ,/ff \\\ IffiffJ f ^jS^: \ typical Bank Holiday-makers

slap in a minnit! 'Ere, let's gow / 'M Sffllt / V ^ \ into the compartment.

on the Swissback. _ /SBf-f //JJ I Wi'7 ItfRf-l \ Man hy the Windou'- Third-

Another Damsel {in a peacock- /M/rfc^' vn «l SBSt / >"'>• class as good as fust, these days!

blue hat with orange pompons). <^fM^; //j / I Xj&j ( There 's ole Feed ! Wayo, Feed,

See that nekked young man on the >m/fry,r /// / wMi' \ It -i \ tumble in, ole son—room for one

big'orse, Alf ? It says " Castor " iWY/Z: W / WmT- Iff, \ more standin'!

on the stand. 'Oo was 'c ?, U^/W/J Wm. If/ * ["Ole Feed" plays himself in

Alf. Oh, J'd'now. .1 dessayit'll M/frv//y | l| 1M with a triumphal blast on a

be'im as invented the Castor lie. lW'/// V 111 fill mr \ i'n f>'uml>e^ after which he

The Damsel {disgusted). Fancy m/frfS/'/ ||fti4«S\ jL^^-V playfully hammers the roof

their puttin' up a monument to 'vn! \%i l|flU£&jn m: r-?^.:^ with Jus stick, as he leans

Superior 'Arry (talking Music- f/M//^^^ ■> M tra« - WljU^S^^ against the door,

halls to his Adored(One). 'Ave you W-'/^^ - )J^^W Ole Fred. Where's my blanky

'eard her sing " Come where the '-Zzf - L , • '^||^mL friend? 1 'it 'im one on the jaw,

Booze is Cheapest " ? ^mjfc -j( . t '• ;-^8»l^^ / and I ain't seen'im since ! {Sings,

The Adored. Lots o' toimes. I ^^^g^j#^*i?1"'; ^'■^j'jyC sentimentally, at the top of a

singing. She mykes naturally powerful voice.) " Com-

sech comical soigns—and then the things she sez ! But I've 'eard \ rides, Corn-rides ! Hever since we was boys ! Sharin'each other's
she's very common in her tork, and that—orf the styge. ! sorrers. Sharin' each bother's—beer ! "

The S. A. I shouldn't wonder. Some on 'em are that way. Y'ou ! [A " paraprosdokian," which delights him to the point of repetition.
can't 'ave everything ! | The 0. G. Might I ask you to make a little less disturbance there

_His Adored. Xo, it is a pity, though. 'Spose we go out, and pl'y : Sir ? [Whimpers from over-tired children.

Kiss in the Ping ? [They do. I Ole Fred {roaring). "I'm jolly as a Sandboy, I'm 'appy as a

. ^ - i king ! Kb matter what I see or 'ear, I larf at heverything ! 1 'in the

Amoxg the Ethnological Models. J morrd of my moth-ar, {to 0. G.) the himage of 'your Tar I And

Wife of British Workman {spelling out placard under Hottentot heverythink I see or 'ear, it makes me larf ' Ar-har! ' " _
Group). "It is extremely probable that this interesting race will [He laughs "Ar-har," after which he gives a piercing blast
be completely exterminated at no very distant period." Pore upon the trumpet, with stick obbligato on the roof.

things! The 0. G. {roused). I really must beg you not to be such an

British Workman {with philosophy). Well, J shan't go inter infernal nuisance ! There are women and children here who-

mournin'for'em, Saleer ! Old Fred. Shet up, ole umbereller whiskers ! {Screams of laughter

Lambeth Larrikin {in a pasteboard " pickelhaubc," and a false from women and children, which encourage him to sing again.)
nose, thoughtfully, to Pattersea Bill, w/io is icearing an old grey '" An' the roof is copper-bottomed, but the chimlies are of gold. In
chimney-pot hat, with the brim uppermost, and a tow wig, as they my double-breasted mansion in the Strand!" {To people on plat-
contemplate a party of Botocudo natives). Rum the sights these'ere form, as train stops.) Come in, oh, lor, do! " Oi-tiddly-oi-toi !
savidges make o' theirselves, ain't it, Bill ? Ihoi-toi-oy ! "

Batt. Bill {more thoughtfully). Yer right—but I dessay if you [The rest take up the refrain—•" 'Ave a drink an' wet your
and me 'ad been born among that lot, we shouldn't care 'ow we eye," fyc, and beat time with their boots.

looked ! The O. G. If this abominable noise goes on, I shall call the guard

Vauxhall Voilet {who has exchanged headgear with Chelsea —disgraceful, coming in drunk like this!