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—_—_ May 14, 1892.) PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARLI. 229 CONFESSIONS OF A DUFFER. No. IX.—THE DUFFER DEER-STALKING. I am in favour aN Mr. Bryce’s Access to Mountains Bill, and of Crofters who pag be a ae to cultivate the fertile slopes of ll the Bens in Scot In fact, I am in — of anything that "il or may, interfere with the tedious toil of Deer- ing. Mr. Barce’s Bi I am afraid, will do no People want Access to | Mountains NL they cannot get it; w | stomachs. the beer is, and not ro padding the wet and weary over rocks, and along stupid and fatiguing accli- vities, rugged with heather. Oh, preserve me Deer-stalking ; it is a sport of whieh ae Gat ony Gotiet ee ee They may laugh, and say it was my own fault, all my misfortune on the ’ tale, but a feeling reader will admit that I Save merely been unlucky. My first adventure, or misadventure if Cauldkail Castle, Lord ae 8 place, which by a man who made a fortu patent pe rane ee house was pretty nearly empty, everyone had gone south for the Leger, so it fell to my lot to go out under the orders of the peas stalker. He was a man of si foot three, he walked like that giant of tron, Tatus his name was, I think, who used to peram- bulate the shores of Crete, an early mythical coast - guard. Hven’s step on the mountain was like that of the red deer, and he had an eye like the eagle’s of his native : It was not pleasant, marching beside Huex, an was often anxious to sit down and admire | the scenery, if he would have let me. I had no rifle of my own, but one was lent me, with all the | latest improvements, confound | them ! fell, we staggered through marshes, under a blind- ing sun, and ,clambered up cliff = | and sneaked in the beds and vn age nee h bogs on - intervals of ueH lay down stay where through peat- i with ou like, wee at been rented repose were - = |on his back, and explored the | surrounding regions with his | field-glass, Even then I was not | allowed to smoke, and while I was | baked to a blister with the sun, : | was wet through with black | water. | tell a stag from a bracken bush. | teresting plain, broken by a few low to come on. Never if deer coul see, or could Hue see, ion for | am short-sighted, and cannot At last Huen, who was crawli me ead, i in- Io ome ure i beckoned to me to him, where he lay on the side of one put the rifle in my hand, whispering I writhed up of those mounds, when he “Shoot!” *“ Shoot what?” said I, for LAN head was not yet above the crest of the hillock. He only made a gesture, and getting my eye-glass above the level, I saw nt ~ a lot of of done, stags, and hinds, within te yards of us. They were interested, faperentiy, ' ina y of aepnenae, walking on a road which crossed at a distance, had __ thoughts to spare for us. “ Which am I to shoot?” I whis x ees big one, him er ny the two hinds to the left.” I took deadly aim, my heart bea pnd. like a rusty pump in a dry season. My hands sow leaves, but 1 got the sight on him, under his shoulder: L ed the trigger. othing happened, the trigger of the second ba Nothing occurred, e page the safety-bolts in,” whiageved mene and he pie Ty rtion of the machinery, which I do not understand. Was aT I thie caleulated to set a man at hisease? I took aim afresh, pulled the trigger again. Nothing! ‘‘ Ye’re on half-cock,”” whispered Hvueu, some remark in Gaelic, which, of course, I did not understand. as it my fault? It was not ay own rifle, I repeat, and the hammers, at half-cock, looked as hig as those of my gun, full-cocked. this conversation had aroused the attention of the deer. Off they scuttled at full speed, and I sent a eouple of bullets vaguely after them, in the direction of a small forest of horns which went “ I had been bitten by an Adder.” | tossing down a glade. I don’t think I hit anything, and Hven, without making any remark, took the rifle and strode off in a new direction. I was nearly dead with fatigue, I was wishing Mr. Brrce and the British Tourist my share of Access to Mountains, when we reached the crown of a bank above a burn, which commanded a view of an opposite slope. Hveu wriggled up till his eyes were on a level with the crest, and got his long glass out. After some interval of time, he wakened = to say that if I snored like that, I would not get ashot. Then he sh owed me, or tried to show me, through the glase a Hag and yy Tt. far off to our right. I did me, but | fam, * very seldom see an e t out to t t it wise to humour 4 hr Ly 4 Weet'ts shoot at them? No, him, and professed my satisfaction but, if I waited, they would feed up to us, so we waited, Huex nudging me at intervals to keep me awake. Meanwhile I was ng aiming at a distant rock, about the place teeny rd es Hoven instructed me. I thought the rifle was at and I aimed away, very conscientiously, for . Presen tly ihe rifle went off with a pay og the dust fly on the stone i n retreat at a considerable distance. I had some difficulty in explain- ing to Hueu, how accident had oce' , nor did he seem to share my satisfaction in having hit the e, at all events. We an a difficult march home we were about thir- teen miles now from Cauldkail Castle. Hoon still, from habit, would sit down take a view through that pase of his. At last he shut like Wet- LIneTon at and said, ** Ma “ yell be having a chance yet, He then crawl- pe slope of ther, I Late, ie the Prophet's poe He reached the top, whence alled that there it, put my hand down i , heat or—felt something cold and cling, @ then _ —, ing y n anc mped mi feet “with a yell! had been bitten by an that was all! Now, was that my fault? Huven up ha rifle, bowled over the stag, and then, with some consideration, ay we | ammonia to my finger, and made me swallow all the whiskey It was a long business, and Dr. agate who was brought from a hamlet about thirty miles away, nearly y gave meup. M arm was about three feet in circumference, and I was very ill indeed. I have not tried Deer- ing again; and, as I said, wish the British Tourist joy of his Access to Mountains. EARLY SPRING. Once more the North-eastwind | My tile -_ meer pot Chills all anew, Flies through the air. And tips the redden’d b My eyes are full of nose dust, With colder blue ; My head is bare, Makes blackbirds A state of things that hoarse as crows, must And poets too. Soon make me swear! The town with nip- c When thus in early ing blasts * oys are few, How wildly blown ; Ut wa Around my hapless warm myself at head Da Ww a tie 2 tiles Loose are b=! ” ** Mountain thrown, Slates, chimney-pots, and lead Dew Or a te. to Nice, or Rome, Of weight unknown. r Timbuctoo. VeL. Or. x

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. ee [Mar 14, 1899, Zelington Horse Shew). Murphy. * Prowse ‘Osses! SOA 8 . SRNR * > SS, Fee re ee ee / 4 - ° ~ ~ eo ees _ ~~ . ‘ ” \ OY . A STUDIED INSULT. Bow-Office Keeper at the Imperial Music-Hall (to Farmer Murphy, who is in Town ‘or the 30x OR Two Srauis, Str?” ‘WHAT THE DEV'L DYE MANE? D "YE TAKE ME AN’ THE Missus FOR A PAIR O1'LL HAVE TWO SATES IN THE Daress C IRCLE, AND LET "EM BE AS Danmar AS POSSIBLE, MOIND!” Finds ‘ With ravin’ But Woman ? That chequered A BIRD OF PREY. Tae Laureate, seeking Love's last law, ‘ Nature red in tooth and claw fierce and ruthless. Bard who so should sing Of her, the sweet soft-bosomed thing, Would be tabooed as truthless. Yet what is this she-creature, plumed And op 4 in air ? She gleams, in borrowed glory, A portent of modernity, Out-marvelling st Iris-illumed, el yd Fair-locked and wine, _» Hestop drew The legendary Har arpy ¢ The “ Spoilers” of ‘old fable ; Maidens, yet monste: “idan: -faced, With iron hearts that The slaughterer of ra Chimera dire! The Sirens three, Ulysses shunned were such as she, h robed in simpler raiment. Is there no modern Nemesis To deal out to such ghouls as this Just destiny’s repayment ? O modish Moloch of the air ! The eagle er | from his lair On bird-world’s lesser creatures, de eter less intent © ey, am an this unsparing With Woman’s form and features. Woman? We know her slavish thrall To 7 rey sway despotical here nour figment, Fashion ; But is is there no nought in this to move The bei and love fee, rebe i To passion ? ’Tis a she-shape by Mode arrayed ! The'dove that coos in verdant shade, The lark that shrills in ether, Te —— tiny songful en tho y Have lent her plume and feather. They die in hordes that she ag v. A glittering perses, rens Their voices, h thea fe 4 Find no soft pedo in ao ears, Or the vile trade in pangs and fears Her whims support would languish. What cares she that those wings were torn From shuddering things, of plumage shorn To make her plumes imposing ? That when—for her—bird- mothers die, Their b in long-drawn agony Their eyes—for her—are closing ? What cares she that the woods, bereft Of > denizens, are left 0 swarming insect scourges ? On Woman’s heart, when once made hard By Fashion, Pity’s ‘gentlest bard Love's plea all vainly urges. A Harpy, she, a _ of Prey, Who on her sla skyey way. Beak-strike — w-clutcheth. But Ladies who own not her sway, Will you not lift white hands to stay The ameless slaughter which to-day Your sex’s honour toucheth ? THE SEVEN AGES OF WOMAN. (As Sir James Crichton Browne seems prophetically to see them.) Woman's world’s a stage, and modern women will be ill-cast players ; ’1l have new exits and strange entrances, ee She will play many mannish parts, And these her Seven Ages. First the infant a Ceaies ” and “‘ sapping”’ in its mother’s And ‘ans the pinched High-School girl, with packed satchel, And worn anemic face, a g like cri mE iad to school. en the “ - over Mouthing out InseN, or some cynic ballad Pail cf lone aud a me Then a spouter, Full of windy ; a wire-puller, Jealous of office Ay of platform-posing, Seeking that bubble She-enfranchisement E’en with abusive mouth. Then County- Councillor, Her meagre bosom shrunk and harshly lined, Full of *‘ land- laws” and ‘unearned in- Or playing MP. The sixth age shifts r playing M. . six ro 1 Inte the Se ceed oar She-pan ; With spectacles on Vy and’ G camp at side, Her azure hose, well-darned, too wide For her shanks ; or once sweet woman’s voice, Verjuiced to Virgin-vinegarishness, Grates harshly in its sound. Last scene of all, That ends this strange new-fangled history, Is sheer unwomanliness, mere sex-negation— Sans love, sans charm, sans grace, sans every- —— M \ -bird with jeweiled’ wing s,— things | | | | aes

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——— Mar 14, 1892.) PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. SS ae Yl Vp Mien a A BIRD OF PREY. . [Despite the laudable endeavours of “ The Society for the Protection of | irds,” the harpy Fashion appears still, and even increasingly, to make endless holocausts of small fowl for the furnishing forth of “ feather trim- mings”’ for the fair sex. We are told that to obtain the delicate and ‘eautiful spiral plume called the “Osprey,” the old birds “are killed off | m scores, while employed in feeding their young, who are left to starve to death in their neste by hundreds. eir dying cries are described as “ heart- mending.” But they evidently do not rend the hearts of our fashionable ladies, or induce them to rend their much-beplumed garments. Thirty thousand black partridges have been killed in certain Indian provinces in a few days’ time to supply the European demand for their skins. One dealer in London is said to have received, as a single consignment, 32,000 dead humming-birds, 80,000 aquatic birds, and 800,000 pairs of wings. We are told too that often “ after the birds are shot down, the wings are wrenched off during life, and the mangled bird is left to die slowly of wounds, thirst, and starvation.’’]

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARL —— [Mar 14, 1892,

ART IN THE CITY. 4 Sketch in the Corporation Gallery at the Guildhall.) The Gallery is crowded, and there is the peculiar buzz in the air that denotes popular interest and curiomty. The majority of the are of the feminine sez, and appear to have come up from semi-detached villas in the less fashionable suburbs ; but there ts also a sprinkling of smart and Superior Persons, pros- verous City Merchants, who regard prctures with respect, as a paying investment, young Commercial Men, whose feeling for irt ws not precisely passionate, but who have turned in to pass the time, and because the Exhibition is gratuitous, earnest Youths with long hair, soft hats, and caped ulsters, §c., §c. risttors Berore Detarocnue’s “ Drewnwep MArtrr.” First Villa Resident (appreciatively). Such a death-like expres- sion, isn’t it ? Second Ditto, Ditto. Yes, indeed ! And how beautifully her halo ’s done ! Third Ditto, Ditto. Will those < two men on the bank be the execu- ’ tioners, should you think ? ' 4 Fourth Ditto, Ihtto doubtfully’. It says in the Catalogue that they ’re two Christians. ‘ in Intelligent Child. Then why lon't they jump in and pull her out, Mother ? [ Phe Child is reproved. A Languid Young Lady. Is that ntended for Opheliah ? The rest regard her with shocked disapproval, mingled with pity, before passing on. = , Wh Oy p Berore Hoxrw’s ‘ FaTHeRess Faminy.” First Matter -of- Fact Person, They re just come back from the funeral, I expect. . Second Inhtto, Ditto. 1 shouldn't wonder. (Feels bound to show that she too can be observant.) Yes, they're all in mourning—even the servant. Do you see the black ribbon in her cap ” I do like that. in Irrelevant Person. It’s just a little melancholy, though, don’t you think ?— which reminds me — how much did you say that jet trimming was a yard—nine pence three-far- things ° Her Friend. Nine pence halfpenn it the shep in St. Paul’s Churchyard. rhe child has her frock open at the top behind, you see— evidently & poor family! The I. P. Yea, and the workbasket with the reels of cotton and all. Looking suddenly down.) Don’t you ll this a handsome carpet ? { Frivolous Frenchman ( fresh from ‘ The Casual Ward’ and* The Vartyr’ to his companion), Tenez, her, encore des choses gaies ! He passes on with a shrug.) 1 Good Young Man with a train of three Maiden Aunts in tow halting them before a picture of Str J. Nozt Paton’s). Now you ought to look at this one. They inspect it with docility. It represents a Knight in Armour riding through a forest and surrounded ly seductive Wood-n mphs. First Maiden Aunt. Is that a guitar one of those girls is gdodlae. r what ” Second Ditto, Ditto. A mandolin more likely ; it looks like mother- pearl—is it supposed to be King Arruur, and are they fairies or angels, Ropert The G. Y. M. (a little at sea himself), ‘‘ Oskold and the Ellé- meatds,”’ the title is. Third Aunt. Seolding the Elements! Who's scolding them, Ropert ? Robert (in her ear). “* Oskold and the Ellé-maids!” it’s a Scandi- nerian legend, Aunt Taprrma Aunt Tabitha (severely). Then it’s a pity they can’t find better subjects to paint, in my opinion! (They move on to Mr. Perrre’s ** Musician.” ) Dear me, that young man looks dreadfully poorly, | Robert loudly). He’s not rly, Aunt; he’s a Musician—he's supposed to be (quoting from Catalogue) “thinking out a composi-

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tion, imagining an orchestral effect, with the occasional help of an organ.” First Aunt. I see the organ plain enough—but where’s the orchestral effect ?

Robert. Well, you wouldn't see that, you know, he only imagines it, Second Aunt. Oh, yes, I see. Subject to delusions, poor man! | | thought he looked as if he wanted someone to look after him. First Loyal Old Lady (reading from Catalogue). ** No. 35. ‘Lent | by Her Majesty the QuEEn.” Second Ditto, Ditto. Lent by Hen Masesry, my dear! Oh, I don't| want to miss that—which is it—where ? [She prepares herself to regard it with a special and reverent interest, | Amone THE Pre-RapHAgtite PAINrTers. | Matter -of- Fact Person (to her Irrelevant Friend). Here's a iaiots, you see. Ophelia drowning | erself. | The roi pried ~, = doesn't | a ve 0 4 ear, very | as at ll €-. I don’t ea like it 1 must say. Do you remember | whether I told Saran to put out the fiddle-pattern forks the best : My cruetstand before came away? “ y Dear Mr. Homerton is coming in to supper to-night, and I want every- thing to be nice for him. The Good Young Man. There's | YJr Ophelia again, you see. (Searches fr ~ eT Py an appropriate remark.) She—ah— evidently understood the art of natation. First Aunt. She looks almost too comfortable in the water, I think. Her mouth’s open, as if she was singing. t : Second Aunt (extenuatingly). Yes— but those wild roses are very natu- rally done—and so are her teeth. _ A Discriminating Person. [like it all but the figure. A Well- Informed Person. There's the ‘‘ Dream of Dante,” d’ye see? No mistaki e figure of Dante. Here he is, down below, Aaving his | dream — that’s the dream in that | eloud—and up above you get the | dream done life-size—queer sort of | idea, isn’t it ? ee A Ponderous Person (finding him- self in front of ** The Vale of Rest”). | Ha !—what are those two Nuns up to? His Companion. Digging their own graves, I think. Pond. P. (with a supreme mental effort). Oh, Cremation, eh? [Goes out, conceiving that he has | sacrificed at the shrine of Art | sufficiently for one afternoon. Young Discount (to Young TvRy- over—before ‘* Claudio and Isa- bella”). Something out of Smak- SPEARE here, you see. _ » Young Turnover. Yairss. ( (Giving Claudio a perfunctory attention.) Wants his hair raking, don’t he ? | Not much in my line, this sort of subject. ; ‘ta Young Disc. Nor yet mine—takes too much time making it out, y'know. This ain’t —* Venetian Washerwomen” —is that the way they get up linen over there ? Young Turn. (who has “‘ done” Italy) Pretty much. (By way of | excuse Yor them.) They’re very al fresco out in those ,y’ know. | Here ’s a Market-place in Italy, next to it. Yes, that’s just like they are. They bring out all those old umbrellas and _ stalls and baskets twice a-week, and clear ’em all off again next day, so that you'd hardly know they'd been there! Young Disc. (intelligently). I see. After Yarmouth style. | Young Turn. Well, something that way—only rather different style, y’ know.

Berore “ Tar Hvuevenor.” An Appreciative Lady. Ah! yes, it is wonderfully painted! Ten’t it lovely the Fy dye feured elk is done? You can hardly tell it isn’t real, and ush coat he ’s wearing ; such an exquisite shade of violet, and the ivy-leaves, and the nasturtiums and the old red

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Mar 14, 1892. PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. 233 —_— brick; yes, it’s very beautiful—and yet, do you know, (meditatively) | almost think it’s prettier in the engravings ! BErore THE BuRNE-JONESES. A Fiancé. Thisis the ‘‘ Wheel of Fortune,” Em1ty, you see. (Reads. ‘Sad, but inexorable, the fateful figure turns the wheel. The sce King, once uppermost, is now beneath his Slave. . . the King is seen the laurelled head of the Poet.’”’ | His Fiancée (who would be charming if she would not tr ainst | Nature—to be funny). It’s a kind of giddy-go-round then, sup- | pose; or is it Bunwe-Jones’s idea of a revolution—don’t you see— revolving f Fiancé (who makes a practice—even already—of discouraging these sallies). It’s only an allegorical way of pom ae that the | Slave’s turn has come to triumph. | Fiancée. Well, I don’t see that he has much to triumph about— | he 's tied on like the rest of them, and it must be just as uncomfort- able on the top of that wheel as bottom. | {Her Fianeé re tses t is thrown away upon her, and to take her into the Hall and show her Gog and Magog. | A Nece - a hen Relative—twhom she plants, like a heavy piece of ordnance, in front of a particular canvas). There, Aunt, what do you thick of thot moet ” , The Aunt (after solemnly staring at it with a consctentious effort to take it in). Well, my dear, I must say it—it’s igh) [She te taken home as hopeless. varnished. COURT CARDS. A spLeNpDID hand is just now held by Mr. Anruvur Cuvupizien, Sole Lessee and Manager of the Court Theatre. Full of honours and odd tricks. A perfect entertainment in three pieces. | You pay your money and you take your choice, You can come in at | 815 and see The New Sub, by Sermour Hicxs ( *Icxs! and | may your success be Hickstraordinary !) or at 9°15 for W. 8. GrusErt’s Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, or at 10 for 4 Pantomime Rehearsal, the first time, might once in every three it should be play pro which, as I remarked long azo on seeing it for last for ever if only judicious vetveieed, 8a months, and on this plan it might continue Fe | in 1992 by the great -great-grandchildren of the mem present company. There is one , line in the bill—a bill which, on account g —not to be |'* The Uniforms by Messrs. Nathan, Coventry Street.” line all to itself, which is, most a iately, ‘* a thin red line.” the officers in the programme are given as belonging to the ‘ shire Regiment,” 1.e., Blankshire Regiment, but as they are all wearing the Nathan uniform, why not describe them as officers of é i * ° ae Two Trumps. Brandon Thomas plays the King. Gertrude Queen-and-Kingston. the Nathanshire Regiment? Perhaps such a title might be more suggestive of Sheriff's Officers than of those belonging to Her Majesty’s Army; yet, as these t Dramatis Persone are avowedly wearing NaTHan’s iform (which may they never never disgrace!) why should they not bear the proud title of The First Royal Coventry Street Costumiers ”’ ? t those most concerned see to it: our advice is gratis, and, at that price, valuable. 915. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. Excellent piece of genuine . while beneath . fun. If Mr. W.8. Griperr could be induced to add to it, I am sure it would stand an extension of ten minutes to allow Hamlet to return and have a d combat with the King, and then for all the ee by mistake, and so to end ly. does nob look upon Le es as “‘ Holy why did the Divine Wi1- ng royal or noble personage telling Henny LEIGHTON i ting — J.L. Too Nn et hislanehe’"t in pain’ % A OOuL is laughs”! Probably actor and artist would listen in courtier-tike silence to the illustrious lecturer, just as SHaxsPeaRe makes his players behave when Hamlet is favouring them with his views on the histrionic Profession” ? Imagine some Invine how to play Cardinal or An Awful Moment of Suspense. Miles. May, Christine, Ellaline, and Decima implore Lord Arthur Grossnez not to throw up the part. He cannot sofene them ; il n’ose pas. art. In Mr. Gripert’s skit the leading Player makes a neat retort, and completely shuts up Hamlet, — who, being mad, deserves to be ‘shut up,”—much to the delight of King and Court. But, the question remains, why did SHaksPRaRe ever put this speech to the players in Hamlet's mouth ? My theory is, that he did not want apneees to play * B but gomen's hel a i 80, out of pure revenge, he introdu this speech in which he makes Bureace himself condemn all his own faults. Later on the Queen describes Hamlet as “‘ fat and scant of breath,” which certainly was not the author’s ideal Prince of Denmark ; and this is evidently inter- polated as**a nasty one” for Bunnacr. At the Court Theatre the skit is capitally played all round, though I confess I should have posterses seeing Hamlet made up asa sort of fat and flabby Chad- and puffing and wheezing,—an expression, by the way, that suggests another excellent performer in this part, namely, Mr. Hexmann Wueezin’, who might be induced to appear after a lot of ** puffin’.” Finally, 4 Pantomime Rehearsal is still about the very funniest thing to be seen in any London Theatre at the t time. The ladies are, all of them, as the old tleman in Pink Dominoes used to say, “ y dears!” They dance ingly, especially Miss Excratove Terriss and Miss MA Moorz, w two duets and -dances are things of joy for ever. The tative of Jack Deedes, Barrister-at-Law and Gifted Author, is Lirrie and good, and the services of Mr. Drarcorr as the Lime-Light Comedian are invaluable. Wereponw Grossmira end Brawpon Tomas are better than ever: their duet is immense, but their combat is too — At Smee g Comoe Brothers — ? The maaste, y Mr. Epwarp Jones, is thoroughly appropriate very catching. By the way, one of the songs most eneored with the exquisitely sensible and touching refrain of “‘ Diddle diddle chip chop cho choorial li lay,” which was enormously about thirty ears ago when it was sung at Evaws’s by Sam Cowett, and by HARLES Youne as Dido on the stage of the St. James’s Theatre. Odd this! The air has been a bit altered, but I thought that comic songs once out of date were dead and done for. The success of this is proof to the contrary. Will ‘ Ta-ra-ra- boom” achieve a second success in 1922? Perhaps, A capital entertainment, which has caught on at the Court, says Tae Homers B. ov Box.

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARIL. el [May 14, 1892, |

Mr. Bill. And th he seems cocksure t : Gen’l Election he ’l] Maybe te he’s out to me always, may net get in / [Ezeu | Grand Old Voice (eth. | in). Look nasty! Now have I done wisely this | | time—on reflection ? One must be so careful— “in view of the Gene- Election!”

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awe RECOLLECTIONS OF (COCKNEY) “ARAB DAYS AND NICHTS. Mr. Mowntaou Wriuiass, |QC., is about to publish, in | the pages of Household Words, | | a series ef descriptive artic les, | embodying his more than Wel- | lerish] “ extensive and pecu- | liar” knowledge of London, and entitled “ Round London, Down East, Up West.’’} Wuew the breeze of ro- mance in my youth blew free ** A Welcome Guest ” I was wont to see. It was a right good time with me, (time. A joyful, book-devouring Far about London I was ‘(Apjuvuitpear) aovuaany HV4UYS SFIK \ )

1 CMe wwdusteun ue poysqnd Ajoyw, Hwa ENOs LAO, iHOw «iaH SI © Jo quar From night to night, from morn to morn; eSuaypng opwure 4 ,, * From Street to Park, from z Tower to Dock. - oy, \. was conveyed “ Twice 5 Uf Round the Clock.” 3 & 4 True Sala-ite was I and ° sworn, [prime -. , | With a statistic measurin =: 9 ent and some disgust, interlocute :— But — his ~! pardner and pal! It’s a Or philanthropic gauge in sooth ze iz Mr. Pall ( + aD , 9 ’ 1, Shame, and 6 sin! There was GrorcE Ms, there is Cancers = ull (sardonically i You foe he He’s cones od fT likes water of late. I core » % sin’t no respecter of pussons, Ae ain't! am blowed if I likes as Miss Sarah (tartly). Well, this tries the His wobbleyfied views about Payment of | "A eadiy an inetd ie _, temper of oven a Suffrage she-saint. Members, and Strikes. F Te hekowed in th lden prime a think, — but there, you cannot trast And then that Hoon bizness! Long rigmarole Of aves H 44 — Me nh—even Grand Old Ones! —cheered by the Tories! worthy HENRY Bs, Bill, Trust? Them as do trust Party | I fear it’s all Ikybod now with our G. 0. M.’s ew. London Labour, London Poor, Ss. Le od rs are gen’rally sold ones. glories. pen and pencil more ef 't a mite matter which side. Miss Suffrage. I never quite liked him—at | Than han Pictures in the Passing Show £5 Mis ss Sarah, Well, as far as I see, heart. Mrs. Fawcett, she warned me. | Of the Immense Metropolis. The ther side shows the most signs, Bri, of Mr. Bill. W ell, now, I did love him! You} And few have knowledge such as bis, - favouring Me! see, he so buttered and yarned me ; \( (The great Q.C., the worthy Beak !) - m sure Mister Batrour was awfully civil And now—he won't see me! O Wittyroyw, | Of modern Babylon, high and low; - and nice I carn’t understand it. And so shall I with interest seek a Mr. Bill. You won't trust Prince Axruur Miss Suffrage. I’ve asked him politely this | These , full of interest, = too far, if you ’ll take my advice. time. P’ raps next time I ’ll demand it. | ** Row don, Down East, and Up Viss Sarah. Well, no,—but I "~y — Unsex me? Aha! 1 am willing to wager West.” to pay out —the other. Ah, drat h omb his seant wool, the old fox, ps 1\Toa pebble, when canvassing ’s wanted, I'll only get at him. Stonehenge True picture of the present time, Drawn for us by the pencil prime have my revenge! Of good Mowraeu Witiiams!

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.—May 14, 1892. "NOT AT HOME.” Miss Saran Surrrace (endignantly). ** t *ouTz’ Is HE!” Erent-Hovrs Briw (angrily). ‘*YUS!—AND HE WON’T GET ‘ ZN,’ IF ZJ CAN HELP IT! [Mr. Guanperon se hae lately sblished an unsympathetic > on ** Female Suftrage,"’ and has declined to receive a Deputation on the “ Eight Hours Day ** question ]

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Mar 14, 1892.] 237 AN OVER-EXTENDED FRANCHISE. (The Radical Grocer has just been elected County Councillor.) My Lady (to her pet protégée). ‘‘PRAY WHOM DID your HusBaND VOTE FoR!” Martha Stubbs. ‘I pon’r kNow, my Lapy.” My Lady. ‘* Bot surety your Hussanp TOLD you?” Martha Stubbs. ‘‘ He DoEsnN’T KNOW HIMSELF, MY LADY. IoyORANT CREATURE !” PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. BURNING WORDS. (From a Working Man.) (“How many of you men would contribute to a Workin Men’s Fund the shilling you put on Orme, who, by the way, am sorry to see was not poisoned to death.” — Mr. John Burns in the Park.} Loox ’ere, Joun, you stow it; you ’re nuts on the spoutin’ ; I don’t mind a man as can ‘oller a bit ; And if shillings are goin’, 1’d back you for shoutin’, Though your game ’s an Aunt Sally, all miss and no ’it. But the blusterin’ chap as keeps in’ the boys on To fight and get beat all for nothing ’s an ass. And I’m certain o’ this, that the wust kind o’ poison Is the stuff as you fellers ‘ave lots of—that’s gas ! | What’s Orme done to ? ’E can’t’elp a cove bettin’. | . To get at ’im for that is a trifle too warm. | And ’ racers ain’t my kind o’ vettin’. ln a good ’orse, so ’ere’s ’ealth to old Orme. | Take a bolus ourself, it might stop you from roarin’ ; | There’s in’ like these on yourself ! | And I'll throw Benny Tiuuert alene two more in, | Just to lay the whole lot o’ you up on the shelf. ' | Bew Truett talks big of a mind that’s a sewer ; | Well, ’e knows what it is, for I’ll lay ’e ’s bin there, | And you’d make a ’orse into cat’smeat on skewer. My eye, but just ain’t you a nice- pair ! | 7 n't goin’ to foller you two like a . | Your ’eads is a darned sight too swelled up with brag. | If you don’t want to bust and go pop like a bladder, y you'd best take my tip—put ’em both in a bag. I ain’t the least wish to offend you, ou is the best. ’d jolly soon end you, So ta-ta, Jon. But plain words to fellers like | If they ’d give me my way, wh all; youre no more - er a pest. | I can fight and take knocks, and I’ll stand by my folk, ir, I’ll ’elp them as ’elps me with whatever | earns ; But - this for your pipe, if you’re wantin’ a smoke, ir,— I ain’t one for poison, nor yet for Jonw Burns! | ‘*Mourper ow Jesr.”’—Is it not an extraordinary plea on behalf of a person under sentence of death for murder, that, like Insen's heroine, ‘‘she had never been able to take life in earnest ?’’ Surely it should be added that He's sucn A poor | ‘* when she took somebody else’s life she did take it very much in earnest.” Chorus. “Get your Harcourt! court!” Oh! whenever I’m on spout, POPULAR SONGS RE-SUNG. Writrne of the brilliant Boanerges of the Liberal Party, the Times says:—‘* Sir WiL- im is the strongest stimulant known to the Gladstonian wire-pullers, and his appearance is always an indication that the vital ener- ries of the patient are low. It is well er- stood that his proper place is by his own fireside, and that his true function is to evolve epigrams and construct. origi 8- tems of finance in that calm retreat... . Bat whenever they feel particularly downcast ind unhappy, they break in upon his fecund meditations, and get him to off a roys- tering speech.” _ This affectionate and admiring tribute trom the Thunderer to its old favourite con- tributor “ Hisroricus,” is worthy of cele- brating in deathless verse. How well a dithyramb on the subject would go to a certain popular tune! As thus :— ‘ No. VIIL—GET YOUR HARCOURT! Arrn—“' Get your Hair Cut!” ’Twoutp serve them right if never I came I started in the Buffo line. When thi I do extremely well, Chorus. “Get your Harcourt! court!” _ Will help to turn them out. 'y Get your Har-| “Get your Hanrcovrr! You can hear the Tories shout, ‘Get your Hancovet! Get your Harcourt! | ‘‘Get your To cheer you when your spirits are down ! hings seem getting slack, I’m to the front, with lots of go. My critics may cry ‘* Quack But quacking’s not confined to me. y” And the more “* I give them ph mie” why The more they squirm and yell— But they know my sparkling spout— ‘es Get your Hancover! Get your Han-| And J’ll mock them when court ! But I’ll meet them when their sun goes down. To play the great “‘ Histonicvs” part, Chorus. Get your Har- court!”’ But, with quip, and jibe, and flout, I completely put them out. [covrr!” Hi ncount ! Get your Hanr- | But I beat them, and their sun goes down ! They try all sorts of ‘‘ counters”’ to My slogging strokes—in vain. The ** Thunderer”’ slates me every day, But still I slog again. Old W. G. in ’Ninety-Three May form a Cabinet ; Then his first thought will be of Me, And all will ery (you bet !)— Chorus. 7 Get your Har- | Get your Harcovrt! Get your Hancovrr! Whoever may s out, Malwood’s Squire must join, no doubt. et your Harcourt! Get your Hancovrr!” sun goesdown! To the Grand Old Tory. | (By the Wife of a Dissenting Cumbrian Workman.) From my own fireside again! I years ago 2 > The way the ** Thund ” euts | The Thunderer’s then knew my art, | O WILLIAM, you have to offend : i. wn A. gy euts me up ot om that i is queered | The Workmen, and the Women, and the . ea The oe; Beware, or you'll discover ere the end, In a general sort of way, To follow W. G But it’s really very impertinent Vor the Times to grin and say :— me— And patter about * Parnellite juice,” And hollos That the three W.’s the great one can squelch |

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238 PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARL. (Mar 14, 1892,

ENCOURAGING, VERY! Cockney Art-Teacher (newly arrived and nervous—afler a long silence), ‘‘l¥ YOU SHOULD SEE A cHaNnce 0’ Drogin’ anytarse Correctrty—DO 80!!” | ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT. EXTRACTED FROM THE DIARY OF TOBY, M.P. | House of Commons, Monday, May 2.—‘‘ Would that midnight or | Closure would come!” murmured Prince Anruve just now, looking | wearily up at clock. It is only eleven ; still another hour; hard even for trained nerves. For more than six hours been discussing Scotch Equivalent Grant. LARK’s musical voice has floated through the House by the half our. “A bagpipe with bronchitis nothing to it,” says FarqvHarsor, curling himself up wi delight as he hears sounds that remind him of his mountain hume. Hunter has relentlessly pursued the wo x. Lorp-ApDvo- CATE, and CALDWELL has hly enjoyed him- is life, it will be remembered, was tem- porarily blighted by action of Roserrson when he was Lord-Advocate. Got up, following CaLDwELL in debate, and dismissed a subject in a quarter of an hour’s speech without reference to oration hour- and-half long with which CatpweE.t had delighted House. Don’t remember what the subject was, but never f CALDWELL’s ing indignation, his righteous anger, his wither- ing wrath. BERTSON smiled in affected disre- thoro self.

“ Curling himself up with delight.” ” he th| says. ‘‘ You grumble when we Trish take the

gard ; but very soon after he found + a a ieee of CALDWELL’s eye take ref on the Seoteh Bench. for Cane WELL, he withdrew his support from worked up into three v he been alive. He is not, but Carp. WELL py so are we—at least par- tially this six hours’ talk round rates in whether at ten | illings per head or twelve shillings. | At past eleven h const ie eed | still remained | -an-hour availa ble time. | Business done.—Scotch Members | avenged Culloden. | Tuesday.—** Rather a mean thing | for Mansonrpanxs to bolt in this | way, don’t you think ?” said Camp. | BELL-BANNERMAN, out of House when Srxciare showed signs of following CALDWELL. “Says he has some County Council meeting in | Scotland. Went off by train night; ised to be back on Thurs- day. e’ll see. When he made | that ent he thought Scotch through to-night ; but \it won't. Will certainly go over to | Thursday. So Master Manson- | BANKS will find himself caught when a , | he comes back. Meanwhile he’s es- | eo | caped to-day and some hours of last | night, which is something. As for | me, I’ve stuck to my post, and will | | very probably die at it. Go in and listen to Suvciarr, dear boy, follow- | ing CALDWELL, succeeded by Essts- | MONT, with CLARK in reserve. I think | you ’ll enjoy yourself.” So I did; thoroughly pleasant | afternoon from two o’clock to seven. Lorp - ADvocaTE visibly | growing leaner in body, greyer in face. CAMPBELL~BaNNERMAN'S usually genial temperament souring, as will be observed from remarks quoted above. J. B. Batrour looking in from Edinburgh professes thoroughly to enjoy the business. But then he’s fresh to it. Pretty large attendance of Members, but reserve themselves solely for Division. When bell rings three hundred odd come trooping in to follow the Whips into either lobby; then troop forth again. Long Joun O'Connor beams genially down on scene. “*Glad you’re having this for ch

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floor. Now the Scotch will oblige. Hope you'll like Caledonian and Catpwett better than Home Rule and Erin G O’Brren.” : “Yes, 1 do,” I boldly answered. Only dis- traught between conflicting charms of CaLp- <a. : Soyciare. ae Fed ogyes so | about Sovciare, a poin of pro whe! he declares “the Nose have it.” But there is a loftiness about CaLpweLt’s tone, a subdued fire in his manner when he is discussing the difference between a rate of ten abiitings and one of twelve, a withering indignation for all that is false or truculent {in short, anything connected with the office of Lord-Advo- cate) that strangely moves the listener. The very mystery of his ordinary beari weaves a spell of enchantment aroun him. For days and weeks he will sit silent, watchful, with his eye on the paralysed Scotch Law Officers. Then, suddenly, as in this debate on the Equi- valent t, he comes to the front, and pours forth an apparently inexhaustible of argumentative oratory, delivered with exhi ing animation. Peebles for pleasure,” said ** Give me the loyal

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| electricity, and your back-cellars fi |} an 240 PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARL [May 14, 1899, | —— Lowlander home from a fortnight’s jaunt in Paris. CaLpwett for persuasive argument,” says Picket, himself a born | orator who has missed scarcely five minutes of this two days’ debate. | Carious how influence of the hour permeates and dominates | everything, even to the distant Lake Ny’yassa. Question asked when House met as to how things were going on there under Com- missioner Jonnwston. No one at all surprised when, in reply, Low- rwer referred to the ‘‘ two powerful Chiefs, Jomnr and Should like to hear the views of the last gen- tleman on the Seotch Equivalent Grant, its application to secondary cdnention in Scotland, : the probable ultimate destination of the £25,000 allotted to parochial boards. Busness done.—More of the Scotch Equi- | valent Grant. Wednesday.—May Day passed off quietly enough; but you can’t have air charged with Ted with dynamite, without danger of explosion. Burst to-day in unlooked-for place, in unexpected circumstances. Hatpane brought in Bill providing that ratepayers should share with Duke of Westminster and other great land- owners benefit of unearned increment. Pros- ue alluring, but debate not exhilarating. louse nearly empty ; AsqurrH delivering able but not exciting speech in favour of Bill. Just | sort of time and circumstances when, in ano- | ment. This evi | holders * ther place, Judge might be expected to fall asleep on Bench. Citizen Ropert Gatwicap Bowtri~we Cunryename GranaM, sitting on Bench behind Asqurrn, listening like the rest of us to his well-ordered argument. The Citizen a little tired with Sanday’s peregrina- tion. Been walking about all da with stout stick in hand, and blood-red handkerchief in pocket, ready for any emergency. At favour- able moment blood-red handkerchief would flash forth, tied on to stick with timely twine, and there’s your flag! Republic proclaimed ; Citizen Granam first President, under title Gatyteap I., and before Secretary-of-State MatrHuews quite knew where he was, he would | be viewing the scene from an elevated position pendant in Trafalgar Square. ; Chance had not come; Granawm still plain | Citizen, in House of Commons listening to common place er ee about unearned incre- Votes against 148. ently wouldn't do. Suddenly jumped up; shook | | fist at back of Asqurrm’s unoffending head, and, d propos de bottes, | discuss ** Give me so afraid,”’ he whispered, ‘‘of the old A-dam coming out.” Effect of a great big D in the House. -—House met | , ills and Motions. But all the talk really turns u ‘‘ wanted to know about the swindling companies and their share- | of Dissolution, and what is likely to happen after a General Election. » afraid : ; : : And it | did, Citizen Granam himself immediately after guing out ; at the Bar to shuffle through a few steps of the Carmagnole™ ~ trumpet defiance on his blood-red handkerchief. ’ After this, a mere flash of lightning through the low clouds of , dull afternoon, Asqurrn went on with his speech, debate proceeded as if nothing had happened, and Hatpaye's Bill thrown out 23 usiness done.—Citizen GRAHAM suspended as it did yesterday and day before to hangie bott toanys | RICHD. Sood DB, Bold by 4 n date | Cp NOTICE —Rejected Communications or Contribations, im no case be returned, not even when accompanied by a there will be no exception. Asquira really hadn't been saying anything about them ; turning | “ Hair slowly uplifting “Oh, gentle Bee-master. round beheld Citizen Granam glarin upon him, throwing about his arms as i he were semaphore signalling to the rear- | guard of Republican Army. “Order! Order!” cried Speaker, sternly. joined in cry of “ Order! —not with his was pressing. “Name away!” roared the Citizen, | whom nothing could disconcert. Homer) Secketary having no fear of the lamp-| the Citizen be suspe . Grama . snapped his fingers at Home Secretary. > ** Suspend away !”’ he ted. » Members looked on aghast. Row1anps standing at the Bar, conscious of his hair slowly uplifting. Belonged to the ad- little too far. Citizen, strategically attempted to chi when she is Sam Sarru shudderingly covered his face with his hands. “I’m Seurre or MaLwoop y confident in the future. ** Yes,” I said to him to-night, “it must be a great comfort to ou to reflect that when you come into office you will not have to t about for a me. You’ve got your Newcastle platform, and I suppose a Liberal Ministry will pat pom that.” “You remind me, dear Tony,” said the Squire, with a far-away look, ** of a to the United Business done.— CoLeriper brought home from his memorable visit : tes. On his way down to Chicago he went out on ‘Oh, you can suspend me if you like,” | the platform of the car to ya GRAHAM, y - bony vy age I said the Conductor, f i D no ing matter. embers ily | stand on tform.’ ‘My man,’ said Jounw Doxe—you i’ Order |” | know his silver voles and his i SPEAKER promptly “named” the Citizen | for, if not to stand on?’ ‘ Platforms,’ said the Conductor, senten- list of names, for time | tiously, ‘are not made the air and look at the scenery. him, ‘you can't d manner—‘ what is a platform to stand on, they are made to get in on.’” us. On the Row among the Romancers. post before his eyes, formally moved that Trust me, seribes who fight and > vanced guard himself; but this going| Too Conscrenriovs.—" As a protest Howe’er it be, it seems to jeer, us bent, me From yon blue heavens above | A Novel needs but to be good: Dickens and THacKERAY Romaneer ’s more than Realist, Scort {gent. | And True Love's course than Smile at the grumbling Yankee | too much * Blood” ! i bling in connec- to attend a meeting Lupnock, sitting near | tion with Orme,” Mr. W.Jonnston, M.P., at the Duke of Westmrinsrer’s “ for the prevention of the Y the conversation. “Did you ever,” | sation of the uncivilised heathen races. ‘ » said, blandly, * notice how the queen bee, the Derby among the ‘“‘ heathen races” in connection with Orme? Does Mr. W. J. include " said the Citizen, roughly shaking off the; Qvrrz Appropriate.—*‘ Acorse,” says Ropert, “it ’s the rite thing as that the Orse Show at Hislington should be honnerd with the pressince of the Lozp Mane.” whether MS., Printed Matter, Drawings, or Pictures i Stamped description, will rule ef and Addressed Envelope, Cover, or Wrapper. To this

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARL—Mar 14, 1892. gTRAPN THE BE ws ONE-AN HIGHEST .@. HONOURS FF yy ‘ “VA (>. y>, Diplomas, Gold Medals, TAN 5 HW sy At all the Great Exhibitions | Special Certificates of Merit ¢ : C leis of the World. | 4 BR rT:R if i FA R S ) SOAP MAKERS By Special Appointment HER MAJESTY The Queen. His ROYAL pigHNass THE Prince o« Wales. oy et ee LY ee Cr re Pd Sey ery Seer Rb ey ent thee ee ae