Punch / Almanack (1862)

PUNCH’S ALMANACK FOR 1862

WISH FOR DECEMBER.

Mr. Bachelor. Huncle. A happy Christmas to you, niece,
and to your family.

Mrs. Married Niece. Thanks, dear uncle, but we won’t be
lumped together like that. Here, come in all of you, kiss
your dear uncle, and I dare say he’ll show that he re-
members you. Come in Ellen, Jemima, George, Walter,
Maria, Toddles, Tiddle, and here Baby Blobby, come

and kiss uncle. There, another kiss from baby, because
that was a sad slobber—there, uncle, wasn’t that nice?

Mr. B. H. I wish there was no Christmas Day. (Wiping
his mouth and feeling in his pocket.)

Advice to Evening-Party Givers.—Don’t “keep the
Ball a-going” till you weary out your guests. AfUe de
nuit too often proves a fete d’ennui.

THE COMPLIMENTS OF THE SEASON.
For a Christmas partner—

A mistletoe-kiss.

For a Christmas dim—

A dismissal-toe kick.

The Real Dinner Reformer.—Bang Arthur, when he
established the Round Table.

SONG BY MR. SOWERBY.

TH* COMPLIMENTS OF THE SEASON.

•' Merrt Christmas and happy New Year I ’
How merry a Christmas ’twould be,

I fancy, for all of us here,

Next twelvemonths if we could foresee.

•• Wish you happy New Year I ”—but affliction
What blessing to bar can avail ?

Many subjects of that benediction
Have, ere the year’s end, gone to gaoL

A Stock Joke.—The proprietor of a pen of Hampshire
prize-pigs observed at the Cattle Show, “Lookee there,
mun ; that there 'a a speciment of my penmanship.”

CHRISTMAS WEIGHTS.

The Boxes on my patience.

The Bills on my pocket,

The Pudding on my stomach, and
The Pantomime on my spirits.

Light Bobs.—The Fleas volunteer, and are universally
voted a crack regiment.