DOI issue:
July 9, 1892
DOI Page / Citation link: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.17694#0011
July 9, 1892.]
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
5
Mr. T. {thinking that it may be more exciting than pleasant).
Might bring on one of my headaches, and there '11 be such a smell of
gunpowder too. I hardly think, after all, it's worth while.
Mrs. T. If you feel in the least nervous about it. (Mr. T. denies
this indignantly.) Then go at once—you may never have the chance
again ; only don't stay talking about it—go!
Mr. T. {pulling himself together). Very well, if you really wish it.
. .. Confound it! 31ost annoying, really! {Sits down relieved.)
They've started! It's all your fault, if you hadn't kept me here
talking!
Mrs. T. {humbly). I am so sorry—but there's another performance
in the evening ; we might dine here, and then you could easily go on
the Coach afterwards if you 're so anxious to !
Mr. T. And sit through the show twice in one day ? No, good as it
is, I really—and I've some letters I must write after dinner, too.
[Mrs. T. smiles to herself discreetly, satisfied with having gained
her point.
UNOPPOSED ELECTION.
On Saturday last, being the first day permissible under the statute,
the nomination of a Knight to serve in Parliament for the Shire of
Barks, was held in the county town. The proceedings were marked
by a pleasing unanimity, and an outburst of popular enthusiasm
which seriously tried the resources of the local police. There was
only one candidate—Toby once more M.P. The nomination paper
was signed by Mr. Punch, Mr. Gladstone, Lord Salisbury, and
most of the Crowned Heads of Europe.
The Sheriff inquired if it were desired to nominate any_ other
Gentleman. {A Voice—''J should think not!") There being no
other response, the Sheriff declared the Hon. Gentleman duly elected,
and said he would like to be permitted to forego his fees, if indeed
any were due.
In response to loud calls from the assembled crowd, Mr. Punch
said he had great_ pleasure in recommending his young friend to
the suffrages of this important constituency. {Cheers.) He called
him young, for though he had been on his {Mr. Punch's) establish-
ment for over fifty years, he was very little altered. There were
some people who never grew old {A Voice—" Bully for you, Mr.
Punch! ") and amongst them he might include his faithful follower,
whom they had just unanimously re-elected Member for Barks.
He trusted that in the future, his young friend would pursue the
course honourably followed by him in the past. (" Hear ! Hear !")
This was the fourth Parliament to which he had been elected, and he
trusted it would not be the last. {Cheers.) He might perhaps allude
to a rumour current in the ordinary channels of information, which
seemed to point to their friend's transference to another place. He
had the authority of Toby, M.P., to say that, as far as his freedom
of action is concerned—and Mr. Punch thanked Heaven this is still
free England—{loud cheers)—that prognostication would never be
realised.# The highest honour ever done to his friend, was the selec-
tion of him by the men of Barks to represent them in the Commons
House of Parliament. {Renewed cheering.) His fullest pleasure was
THE IMPORTANCE OF EXTERNALS.
"But why don't you send for Dr. Masher, Aunt Jane?
He's the cleverest Doctor in the whole County I"
"Oh, my dear, I couldn't! He dresses so Irreligiously!"
to retain their confidence and to serve them and posterity to the
utmost extent of his power and opportunity. {Disturbance at
the rear of the hall; cries of " Put him out! " " Sit on 'is 'ead! ")
Mr. Punch begged they would do no such thing. It would be sure
to give way under pressure. {Laughter.) In conclusion, he begged
to thank them for the honour they had done his friend, and he might
add, themselves.
There were loud cries for Toby, M.P., but the Hon. Member
begged to be excused from making a speech on this occasion. For
one reason he shrank from coming into competition in the lists of
platform-speaking with his revered friend and Leader. Another
thing was, he was really so overcome by the honour just done him,
that he could not trust himself to speak. He would write —as soon
as the new Parliament met.
_ After the customary votes of thanks had been carried by acclama-
tion, the new Member was hoisted shoulder-high by the enthusiastic
mob, and carried off to his country residence, The Kennel, Barks,
where he will remain during the Recess.
Votes and the Man!
" One Man,'one Yote ! " A fine, fair-sou riding plan!
Would we could also get " One Vote, one Man !"
Then we might also reach, " One Yote, one value."
But, England, you have never found, nor shall you,
Alas ! (despite the democracy's promoter)
That real manhood always marks the voter ;
Or fearing neither knave's device, nor " rough" rage,
"We'd trust the State to a true Manhood Suffrage !
from taplow.
First 'Arry. I '11 tell you a good name for a Riverside Inn—" The
'Av-a-launch."
Second 'Arry. I '11 tell you a better—" The'Ave-a-lunch." Come
along!
PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
5
Mr. T. {thinking that it may be more exciting than pleasant).
Might bring on one of my headaches, and there '11 be such a smell of
gunpowder too. I hardly think, after all, it's worth while.
Mrs. T. If you feel in the least nervous about it. (Mr. T. denies
this indignantly.) Then go at once—you may never have the chance
again ; only don't stay talking about it—go!
Mr. T. {pulling himself together). Very well, if you really wish it.
. .. Confound it! 31ost annoying, really! {Sits down relieved.)
They've started! It's all your fault, if you hadn't kept me here
talking!
Mrs. T. {humbly). I am so sorry—but there's another performance
in the evening ; we might dine here, and then you could easily go on
the Coach afterwards if you 're so anxious to !
Mr. T. And sit through the show twice in one day ? No, good as it
is, I really—and I've some letters I must write after dinner, too.
[Mrs. T. smiles to herself discreetly, satisfied with having gained
her point.
UNOPPOSED ELECTION.
On Saturday last, being the first day permissible under the statute,
the nomination of a Knight to serve in Parliament for the Shire of
Barks, was held in the county town. The proceedings were marked
by a pleasing unanimity, and an outburst of popular enthusiasm
which seriously tried the resources of the local police. There was
only one candidate—Toby once more M.P. The nomination paper
was signed by Mr. Punch, Mr. Gladstone, Lord Salisbury, and
most of the Crowned Heads of Europe.
The Sheriff inquired if it were desired to nominate any_ other
Gentleman. {A Voice—''J should think not!") There being no
other response, the Sheriff declared the Hon. Gentleman duly elected,
and said he would like to be permitted to forego his fees, if indeed
any were due.
In response to loud calls from the assembled crowd, Mr. Punch
said he had great_ pleasure in recommending his young friend to
the suffrages of this important constituency. {Cheers.) He called
him young, for though he had been on his {Mr. Punch's) establish-
ment for over fifty years, he was very little altered. There were
some people who never grew old {A Voice—" Bully for you, Mr.
Punch! ") and amongst them he might include his faithful follower,
whom they had just unanimously re-elected Member for Barks.
He trusted that in the future, his young friend would pursue the
course honourably followed by him in the past. (" Hear ! Hear !")
This was the fourth Parliament to which he had been elected, and he
trusted it would not be the last. {Cheers.) He might perhaps allude
to a rumour current in the ordinary channels of information, which
seemed to point to their friend's transference to another place. He
had the authority of Toby, M.P., to say that, as far as his freedom
of action is concerned—and Mr. Punch thanked Heaven this is still
free England—{loud cheers)—that prognostication would never be
realised.# The highest honour ever done to his friend, was the selec-
tion of him by the men of Barks to represent them in the Commons
House of Parliament. {Renewed cheering.) His fullest pleasure was
THE IMPORTANCE OF EXTERNALS.
"But why don't you send for Dr. Masher, Aunt Jane?
He's the cleverest Doctor in the whole County I"
"Oh, my dear, I couldn't! He dresses so Irreligiously!"
to retain their confidence and to serve them and posterity to the
utmost extent of his power and opportunity. {Disturbance at
the rear of the hall; cries of " Put him out! " " Sit on 'is 'ead! ")
Mr. Punch begged they would do no such thing. It would be sure
to give way under pressure. {Laughter.) In conclusion, he begged
to thank them for the honour they had done his friend, and he might
add, themselves.
There were loud cries for Toby, M.P., but the Hon. Member
begged to be excused from making a speech on this occasion. For
one reason he shrank from coming into competition in the lists of
platform-speaking with his revered friend and Leader. Another
thing was, he was really so overcome by the honour just done him,
that he could not trust himself to speak. He would write —as soon
as the new Parliament met.
_ After the customary votes of thanks had been carried by acclama-
tion, the new Member was hoisted shoulder-high by the enthusiastic
mob, and carried off to his country residence, The Kennel, Barks,
where he will remain during the Recess.
Votes and the Man!
" One Man,'one Yote ! " A fine, fair-sou riding plan!
Would we could also get " One Vote, one Man !"
Then we might also reach, " One Yote, one value."
But, England, you have never found, nor shall you,
Alas ! (despite the democracy's promoter)
That real manhood always marks the voter ;
Or fearing neither knave's device, nor " rough" rage,
"We'd trust the State to a true Manhood Suffrage !
from taplow.
First 'Arry. I '11 tell you a good name for a Riverside Inn—" The
'Av-a-launch."
Second 'Arry. I '11 tell you a better—" The'Ave-a-lunch." Come
along!