DOI Heft:
April 30, 1892
DOI Seite / Zitierlink:https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.17693#0216
April 30, 1892.]
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
207
THE POINT OF VIEW.
Frenchman. "Well, mon Ami, your Sir Evelyn Volseley say you can go nowheres and bo nosing ! You are a Skviezed
Lemon ! "
Tommy Atkins. "Well, hang it, you blooming Furrineers haven't always found it so I"
werry cleverest dodges as even a Welsh Sonperintendant of Gildhall
picturs coud posserbly have thort on. Why what does he do P but
he has taken down out of the Gallery, won of the werry biggest,
and one of the werry grandest, Picters of moddern times, and has
undoubtedly the most commanding figures in the hole glorious
display, and them is the Lord Mare's three Gentlemen! with their
wands of power, and their glorious Unyforms, not forgetting their
luvly silk stockins; on this occasion, too, spotless as the rising Sun !
hung it up in the Westybool aforesaid, to take the whole shine out I To say that they are the hobservd of all hobservers, and the hadmi
of all the little uns as so many hemnent swells had been ony too
glad to spnd to Gildhall—" the paytron of the Harts," as I herd a
hemnent Halderman call it,—to give 'em the reel stamp as fust rate.
And now what does my thousands of readers suppose was the
subjeck of this werry grandest of all Picters? Why, no other than
rashun of all the fare sex, and the henvy of the other wun, need not
be said, tho they do try to hide their gelesv with a sickly smile. ■
Need I say that it is surrounded ewery day by a sercle of smiling
admirers, who, I have no doubt, come agane ana agane, to show it to
their admiring friends; and, just to prove its grand success, the
a most magniffisent, splendid, gorgeus, large as life representashun i werry last time as I was there, I owerheard a smiling gent say to
of the Lord Mare's Show, a cummin in all its full bewty and; his friend,—" Well, Tom, as this is such a success, it would not
splender from the middel of the Royal Xchange !! i supprise me if the same hemnent Hartis was to paint the Lord
But ewen that isn't all. For the Painter of this trewly hartistic ! Mare's Bankwet next year, with all the Nobel Harmy of Waiters
Picter, determined to make his grand work as truthful as it is arranged in front!" Wich Harmy will be pussinelly konduktid by
striking, has lawished his hole sole, so to speak, upon what are your faithful Robert.
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
207
THE POINT OF VIEW.
Frenchman. "Well, mon Ami, your Sir Evelyn Volseley say you can go nowheres and bo nosing ! You are a Skviezed
Lemon ! "
Tommy Atkins. "Well, hang it, you blooming Furrineers haven't always found it so I"
werry cleverest dodges as even a Welsh Sonperintendant of Gildhall
picturs coud posserbly have thort on. Why what does he do P but
he has taken down out of the Gallery, won of the werry biggest,
and one of the werry grandest, Picters of moddern times, and has
undoubtedly the most commanding figures in the hole glorious
display, and them is the Lord Mare's three Gentlemen! with their
wands of power, and their glorious Unyforms, not forgetting their
luvly silk stockins; on this occasion, too, spotless as the rising Sun !
hung it up in the Westybool aforesaid, to take the whole shine out I To say that they are the hobservd of all hobservers, and the hadmi
of all the little uns as so many hemnent swells had been ony too
glad to spnd to Gildhall—" the paytron of the Harts," as I herd a
hemnent Halderman call it,—to give 'em the reel stamp as fust rate.
And now what does my thousands of readers suppose was the
subjeck of this werry grandest of all Picters? Why, no other than
rashun of all the fare sex, and the henvy of the other wun, need not
be said, tho they do try to hide their gelesv with a sickly smile. ■
Need I say that it is surrounded ewery day by a sercle of smiling
admirers, who, I have no doubt, come agane ana agane, to show it to
their admiring friends; and, just to prove its grand success, the
a most magniffisent, splendid, gorgeus, large as life representashun i werry last time as I was there, I owerheard a smiling gent say to
of the Lord Mare's Show, a cummin in all its full bewty and; his friend,—" Well, Tom, as this is such a success, it would not
splender from the middel of the Royal Xchange !! i supprise me if the same hemnent Hartis was to paint the Lord
But ewen that isn't all. For the Painter of this trewly hartistic ! Mare's Bankwet next year, with all the Nobel Harmy of Waiters
Picter, determined to make his grand work as truthful as it is arranged in front!" Wich Harmy will be pussinelly konduktid by
striking, has lawished his hole sole, so to speak, upon what are your faithful Robert.