DOI issue:
October 8, 1892
DOI Page / Citation link: https://doi.org/10.11588/diglit.17694#0163
158 PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. [October 8, 1892.
THUNDERS FROM SNOWDON.
"Nothing could have served my purpose better, than to have drawn this illuminating Hash out of the thunders," &c, Sec—Vide Duke oj Argyll's
Letter to The Times, and his Letter to Somebody who had drawn his Grace's attention to Mr. Gladstone's Snowdon Speech.
Mem. from Whitbreadeordshire.—Sir
Blundell Maple is reported to have said,
" I '11 give you a good tip. Back Duke—and
my horses^ for the Cambridgeshire." New
Carpet Knight not successful as a sporting
tipster, seeing that Colonel Duke, though he
fought well, was beaten. Perhaps Sir Blun-
dell meant the Duke, who races every night
at Drury Lane. That's a very good tip, as
safe as houses—Drury Lane houses, of course.
A CITY PARADOX.
Our City Aldermanic lights
Who talk (and live) a trifle high,
In stern defence of civic rights
Profess themselves prepared to die
And yet the Aldermanic crowd—
It's amply true, say what you will—
With open eyes have just allowed
The Mayoralty to come to Knill !
" Habitual Drunkards Committee."—
An awful-looking heading to a paragraph!
What a picture the imagination may conjure
up of a Committee of Habitual Drunkards!
There would be the Honble. Tom Toper,
Lord Sott, Sam Soker, Marquis of Mopps
and Brooms, Captain Fuddle, Dick Swizzler,
R.N., Frank Fargone (of the Daily Booze),
with Tite Asa Drumm in the Chair, or if
not, under the table with the others.
THUNDERS FROM SNOWDON.
"Nothing could have served my purpose better, than to have drawn this illuminating Hash out of the thunders," &c, Sec—Vide Duke oj Argyll's
Letter to The Times, and his Letter to Somebody who had drawn his Grace's attention to Mr. Gladstone's Snowdon Speech.
Mem. from Whitbreadeordshire.—Sir
Blundell Maple is reported to have said,
" I '11 give you a good tip. Back Duke—and
my horses^ for the Cambridgeshire." New
Carpet Knight not successful as a sporting
tipster, seeing that Colonel Duke, though he
fought well, was beaten. Perhaps Sir Blun-
dell meant the Duke, who races every night
at Drury Lane. That's a very good tip, as
safe as houses—Drury Lane houses, of course.
A CITY PARADOX.
Our City Aldermanic lights
Who talk (and live) a trifle high,
In stern defence of civic rights
Profess themselves prepared to die
And yet the Aldermanic crowd—
It's amply true, say what you will—
With open eyes have just allowed
The Mayoralty to come to Knill !
" Habitual Drunkards Committee."—
An awful-looking heading to a paragraph!
What a picture the imagination may conjure
up of a Committee of Habitual Drunkards!
There would be the Honble. Tom Toper,
Lord Sott, Sam Soker, Marquis of Mopps
and Brooms, Captain Fuddle, Dick Swizzler,
R.N., Frank Fargone (of the Daily Booze),
with Tite Asa Drumm in the Chair, or if
not, under the table with the others.