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No. 22.</h2> + <p>SATURDAY, AUGUST 27, 1870.</p> + <br> + <h3>PUBLISHED BY THE</h3> + <br> + <h3>PUNCHINELLO PUBLISHING COMPANY,</h3> + <br> + <br> + <h4>83 NASSAU STREET, NEW YORK.</h4> + </center> + <br> + <br> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="center"> + <p><small>THE MYSTERY OF MR. E. DROOD, By ORPHEUS C. KERR, +Continued in this Number.</small></p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="center"> + <p><small>See 15th page for Extra Premiums.</small></p> + </td> + </tr> + </tbody> +</table> +<br> +<table + style="width: 800px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" + border="1" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"> + <tbody> + <tr> + <td rowspan="6"> + <center> + <p><big><big><big><b>$47,000 REWARD.</b></big></big></big></p> + <p style="font-weight: bold;">PROCLAMATION.</p> + </center> + <p><b>The Murder of Mr. Benjamin Nathan.</b></p> + <p>The widow having determined to increase the rewards heretofore +offered by me (in my proclamation of July 29), and no result having yet +been obtained, and suggestions having been made that the rewards were +not sufficiently distributive or specific, the offers in the previous +proclamation are hereby superseded by the following:</p> + <p>A REWARD of $30,000 will be paid for the arrest and conviction +of the murderer of BENJAMIN NATHAN, who was killed in his house, No. 12 +West Twenty-third Street, New York, on the morning of Friday, July 29.</p> + <p>A REWARD of $1,000 will be paid for the identification and +recovery of each and every one of the three Diamond Shirt Studs which +were taken from the clothing of the deceased on the night of the +murder. Two of the diamonds weighed, together, 1, 1/2, and 1/3, and +1/16 carats, and the other, a flat stone, showing nearly a surface of +one carat, weighed 3/4 and 1/32. All three were mounted in skeleton +settings, with spiral screws, but the color of the gold, setting of the +flat diamond was not so dark as the other two.</p> + <p>A REWARD of $1,500 will be paid for the identification and +recovery of one of the watches, being the Gold anchor Hunting-case +Stem-winding Watch, No. 6657, 19 lines, or about two inches in +diameter, made by Ed. Perregaux; or for the Chain and Seals thereto +attached. The Chain is very massive, with square links, and carries a +Pendant Chain with two seals, one of them having the monogram "B.N.," +cut thereon.</p> + <p>A REWARD of $300 will be given for information leading to the +identification and recovery of an old-fashioned open-faced Gold Watch, +with gold dial, showing rays diverging from the center, and with raised +figures; believed to have been made by Tobias, and which was taken at +the same time as the above articles.</p> + <p>A REWARD of $300 will be given for the recovery of a Gold +Medal of about the size of a silver dollar, and which bears an +inscription of presentation not precisely known, but believed to be +either "To Sampson Simpson, President of the Jews' Hospital," or, "To +Benjamin Nathan, President of the Jews' Hospital."</p> + <p>A REWARD of $100 will be given for full and complete detailed +information descriptive of this medal, which may be useful in securing +its recovery.</p> + <p>A REWARD of $1,000 will be given for information leading to +the identification of the instrument used in committing the murder, +which is known as a "dog" or clamp, and is a piece of wrought iron +about sixteen inches long, turned up for about an inch at each end, and +sharp; such as is used by ship-carpenters, or post-trimmers, +ladder-makers, pump-makers, sawyers, or by iron-moulders to clamp their +flasks.</p> + <p>A REWARD of $800 will be given to the man who, on the morning +of the murder, was seen to ascend the steps and pick up a piece of +paper lying there, and then walk away with it, if he will come forward +and produce it.</p> + <p>Any information bearing upon the case may be sent to the +Mayor, John Jourdan, Superintendent of Police City of New York; or to +James J. Kelso, Chief Detective Officer.</p> + <p>A. OAKEY HALL, MAYOR.</p> + <p>The foregoing rewards are offered by the request of, and are +guaranteed by me.</p> + <p>Signed, EMILY G. NATHAN,<br> +Widow of B. NATHAN.</p> + <p>The following reward has also been offered by the New York +Stock Exchange:</p> + <p>$10,000—The New York Stock Exchange offers a reward of Ten +Thousand Dollars for the arrest and conviction of the murderer or +murderers of Benjamin Nathan, late a member of said Exchange, who was +killed on the night of July 28, 1870, at his house in Twenty-third +street, New York City.</p> + <p>J.L. BROWNELL, Vice-Chairman, Gov. Com.<br> +D.C. HAYS, Treasurer.<br> +B.O. 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KERR.</p> + <p>CHAPTER XV.</p> + <p>"SPOTTED."</p> + <p>When the bell of St. Cow's began ringing for Ritualistic +morning-service, with a sound as of some incontinently rambling dun +spinster of the lacteal herd—now near at hand in cracked dissonance, as +the wind blows hither; now afar, in tinkling distance, as the wind +blows hence—MONTGOMERY PENDRAGON was several miles away from +Bumsteadville upon his walking-match, with head already bumped like a +pineapple, and face curiously swelled, from amateur practice with the +Indian Club. Being by that time cold enough for breakfast, and willing +to try the virtues of some soothing application to his right eye, +which, from a bruise just below it, was nearly closed, the badly banged +young man suspended his murderous calisthenics at the door of a rustic +hotel, and there entered to secure a wayside meal.</p> + <p>The American country "hotel," or half-way house, is, perhaps, +one of the most depressing fictions ever encountered by +stage-passenger, or pedestrian afield: and depends so exclusively upon +the imagination for any earthly distinction from the retired and +neglected private hiding-place of some decayed and morbid agricultural +family, that only the conventional swing sign-board before the door +saves the cognizant mind from a painfully dense confusion. Smelling +about equally of eternal wash-day, casual cow-shed, and passing +feather-bed, it sustains a lank, middle-aged, gristly man to come out +at the same hour every day and grunt unintelligibly at the +stage-driver, an expressionless boy in a bandless straw-hat and no +shoes to stare blankly from the doorway at the same old pole-horse he +has mechanically thus inspected from infancy, and one speckled hen of +mature years to poise observingly on single leg at the head of the +shapeless black dog asleep at the sunny end of the low wooden stoop. It +is the one rural spot on earth where a call for fresh eggs evokes +remonstrative and chronic denial; where chickens for dinner are sternly +discredited as mere freaks of legendary romance, and an order for a +glass of new milk is incredulously answered by a tumblerful of water +which tastes of whitewash-brush. Whosoever sleeps there of a night +shall be crowded by walls which rub off into a faint feather-bed of the +flavor and consistency of geese used whole, and have for his feverish +breakfast in the morning a version of broiled ham as racy of attic-salt +as the rasher of BACON'S essays. And to him who pays his bill there, +ere he straggles weakly forth to repair his shattered health by +frenzied flight, shall be given in change such hoary ten-cent shreds of +former postal currency as he has not hitherto deemed credible, sticking +together in inextricable conglomeration by such fragments of +fish-scales as he never before believed could be gathered by handled +small-money from palms not sufficiently washed after piscatorial +diversion.</p> + <p>It was in at a country hotel, then, that the young Southern +pedestrian turned for temporary rest and a meal, and pitiless was the +cross-examination instituted by the inevitable lank, middle-aged +gristly man, before he could reconcile it with his duty as a cautious +public character to reveal the treasures of the larder. Those bumps on +the head, that swollen eye, and nose, came—did they?—from swinging this +here club for exercise. Well, he wanted to know, now! People generally +used two of the clubs at once—did they?—but one was enough for a +beginner. Well, he <i>wanted</i> to know, now! Could he supply a +couple of poached eggs and a cup of milk? No, young man; but a slice of +corned pork and a bowl of tea were within the resources of the +establishment.</p> + <p>When at length upon the road again, the bruised youth resolved +to follow a cattle-track "across lots," for the greater space in which +to exercise with his Indian club as he walked. Like any other novice in +the practice, he could not divest his mind of the impression, that the +frightful thumps he continually received, in twirling the merciless +thing around and behind his devoted head, were due to some kind of +crowding influence from the boundaries on either side the way, and it +was to gain relief from such damaging contraction of area that he left +the highway for the wider wintry fields. Going onward in these latter +at an irregular pace; sometimes momentarily stunned into a rangy +stagger by a sounding blow on the cerebrum or the cerebellum; and, +again, irritated almost to a run by contusion of shoulder-blade or +funny-bone; he finally became aware that two men were following him +through the lots, and that with a closeness of attention indicating +more than common interest. To the perception of his keenly sensitive +Southern nature they at once became ribald Yankee vandals, hoping for +unseemly amusement from the detection of some awkwardness in the +Indian-club-play of a defeated but not conquered Southern Gentleman; +and, in the haughty sectional pride of his contemptuous soul, he +indignantly determined to show not the least consciousness of their +disrespectful observation. Twirling the club around and around his +battered head with increasing velocity, he smiled scornfully to +himself, nor deigned a single backward glance at the one of his two +followers who approached more rapidly than the other. He heard the +hindermost say to the foremost, "Leave him alone, I tell you, and he'll +knock himself down in a minute," and, in a passionately reckless effort +of sheer bravado to catch the club from one hand with the other while +it yet circled swiftly over his skull, he accidentally brought the +ungovernable weapon into tremendous contact with the top of his head, +and dashed himself violently to the earth.</p> + <p>"Didn't I tell you he'd do it?" cried the hindermost of the +two strangers, coming up; while the other coolly seated himself upon +the prostrated victim. "These here Indian clubs always throw a man if +he ain't got muscle in his arms; and this here little Chivalry has got +arms like a couple of canes."</p> + <p>"Arise from me instantly, fellow. You're sitting upon my +breast-pin," exclaimed MONTGOMERY to the person sitting upon him.</p> + <p>They suffered him to regain his feet, which he did with +extreme hauteur, and surveyed his bumped head and swollen countenance +with undisguised wonder.</p> + <p>"How dare you treat a Southerner in this way?" continued the +young man, his head aching inexpressibly. "I thought the war was over +long ago. If money is your object, seek out a citizen of some other +section than mine; for the South is out of funds just now, owing to the +military outrages of Northern scorpions."</p> + <p>"We're constables, Mr. PENDRAGON," was the reply, "and it is +our duty to take you back to the main road, where a couple of your +friends are waiting for you."</p> + <p>Staring from one to the other in speechless wonder at what +this fresh outrage upon the down-trodden South could mean, MONTGOMERY +allowed them to replace his Indian club in his hand, and conduct him +back to the public road; where, to his increased bewilderment, he found +Gospeler SIMPSON and the Ritualistic organist.</p> + <p>"What is the matter, gentlemen?" he asked, in great agitation: +"must I take the oath of Loyalty; or am I required by Yankee +philanthropy to marry a negress?"</p> + <p>At the sound of his voice, Mr. BUMSTEAD left the shoulder of +Mr. SIMPSON, upon which he had been leaning with great weight, and, +coming forward in three long skips, deliberately wound his right hand +in the speaker's neck-tie.</p> + <p>"Where are those nephews—where's that umbrella?" demanded the +organist, with considerable ferocity.</p> + <p>"Nephews!—umbrella!" gasped the other.</p> + <p>"The EDWINS—bone handle," explained Mr. BUMSTEAD, lurching +towards his captive.</p> + <p>"Mr. MONTGOMERY," interposed the Gospeler, sadly, Mr. DROOD +went out with you last night, late, from his estimable uncle's +lodgings, and has not been seen since. Where is he?"</p> + <p>"He went back into the house again, sir, after I had walked +him up and down the road a few times."</p> + <p>"Well, then, where's that umbrella?" roared the organist, who +seemed quite beside himself with grief and excitement.</p> + <p>"Mr. BUMSTEAD, pray be more calm," implored the Reverend +OCTAVIUS.</p> + <p>"Mr. MONTGOMERY, this agitated gentleman's nephew has been +mysteriously missing ever since he went out with you at midnight: also +an alpaca umbrella."</p> + <p>"Upon my honor, I know nothing of either," ejaculated the +unhappy Southerner.</p> + <p>Mr. BUMSTEAD, still holding him by the neck-tie, cast a fiery +and unsettled glance around at nothing in particular; then ground his +teeth audibly, and scowled.</p> + <p>"My boy's missing!" he said, hissingly.—"Y'understand?—he's +missing.—I must insist upon searching the prisoner."</p> + <p>In the presence of Gospeler and constables, and loftily +regardless alike of their startled wonder and the young man's protests, +the maddened uncle of the lost DROOD deliberately examined all the +captive's pockets in succession. In one of them was a penknife, which, +after thoughtfully trying it upon his pink nails, he abstractedly +placed in his own pocket. Searching next the overwhelmed Southerner's +travelling-satchel, he found in it an apple, which he first eyed with +marked suspicion, and then bit largely into, as though half expecting +to find in it some traces of his nephew.</p> + <p>"I'll keep this suspicious fruit," he remarked, with a hollow +laugh; and, bearing unreservedly upon the nearer arm of the hapless +MONTGOMERY, and eating audibly as he surged onward, he started on the +return march for Bumsteadville.</p> + <p>Not a word more was spoken until, after a cool Christmas +stroll of about eight and a quarter miles, the whole party stood before +Judge SWEENEY in the house of the latter. There, when the story had +been sorrowfully repeated by the Gospeler, Mr. BUMSTEAD exhibited the +core of the apple, and tickled the magistrate almost into hysterics by +whispering very closely in his ear, that it was a core curiously +similar to that of the last apple eaten by his nephew; and, having been +found in an apple from the prisoner's satchel, might be useful in +evidence. Judge SWEENEY wished to know if Mr. PENDRAGON had any +political relations, or could influence any votes? and, upon being +answered in the negative, eyed the young man sternly, and said that +appearances were decidedly against him. He could not exactly commit him +to jail without accusation, although the apple-core and his political +unimportance subjected him to grave suspicion: but he should hold the +Gospeler responsible for the youth's appearance at any time when his +presence should be required. Mr. BUMSTEAD, whose eyes were becoming +very glassy, then suggested that a handbill should be at once printed +and circulated, to the effect that there had been Lost, or Stolen, two +Black Alpaca Nephews, about 5 feet 8 inches high, with a bone handle, +light eyes and hair, and whalebone ribs; and that if the said EDWIN +would return, with a brass ferule slightly worn, the finder should +receive earnest thanks, and be seen safely to his home by J. BUMSTEAD. +Mr. Gospeler SIMPSON and Judge SWEENEY agreed that a handbill should be +issued: but thought it might confuse the public mind if the missing +nephew and the lost umbrella were not kept separate.</p> + <p>"Has either 'f you gen'l'men ever been 'n Uncle?" asked the +Ritualistic organist, with dark intensity.</p> + <p>They shook their heads.</p> + <p>"<i>Then,</i>" said Mr. BUMSTEAD, with great force,—"THEN, +gen'l'men, you-knownor-wahritis-to-lose-'n-umbrella!"</p> + <p>Before they could decide in their weaker minds what the +immediate connection was, he had left them, at a sharp slant, in great +intellectual disturbance, and was passing out through the entry-way +with both his hands against the wall.</p> + <p>Early next morning, while young Mr. PENDRAGON was locked in +his room, startled and wretched, the inconsolable uncle of EDWIN DROOD +was energetically ransacking every part of Bumsteadville for the +missing man. House after house he visited, like some unholy inspector: +peering up chimneys, prodding under carpets, and staying a long time in +cellars where there was cider. Not a bit of paper or cloth blew along +the turnpike but he eagerly picked it up, searched in it with the most +anxious care, and finally placed it in his hat. Going to the Pond, with +a borrowed hatchet, he cut a bole in the thick ice, lost the hatchet, +and, after bathing his head in the water, declared that his alpaca +nephew was not there. Finding an antique flask in one of his pockets, +he gradually removed all the liquid contents therefrom with a tubular +straw, but still could discern no traces of EDWIN DROOD. All the +live-long day he prosecuted his researches, to the great discomposure +of the populace: and, with whitewash all over the back of his coat, and +very dingy hands, had just seated himself at his own fireside in the +evening, when Mr. DIBBLE came in.</p> + <p>"This is a strange disappearance," said Mr. DIBBLE.</p> + <p>"And it was good as new," groaned the organist, with but one +eye open.</p> + <p>"Almost new!—<i>what</i> was?"</p> + <p>"Th'umbrella."</p> + <p>"Mr. BUMSTEAD," returned the old man, coldly, "I am not +talking of an umbrella, but of Mr. EDWIN."</p> + <p>"Yesh, I know," said the uncle. "Awright. I'm li'lle sleepy; +tha'sall."</p> + <p>"I've just seen my ward, Mr. BUMSTEAD."</p> + <p>"'She puerwell, shir?"</p> + <p>"She is <i>not</i> pretty well. Nor is Miss PENDRAGON."</p> + <p> "I'm vahr' sorry," said Mr. BUMSTEAD, just audibly.</p> + <p>"Miss PENDRAGON scorns the thought of any blame for her +brother," continued Mr. DIBBLE, eyeing the fire.</p> + <p>"It had a bun-bone handle," muttered the other, dreamily. +Then, with a momentary brightening—"'scuse me, shir: whah'll y'take?"</p> + <p>"Nothing, sir!" was the sharp response. "I'm not at all +thirsty. But there is something more to tell you. At the last meeting +of my ward and your nephew—just before your dinner here,—they concluded +to break their engagement of marriage, for certain good reasons, and +thenceforth be only brother and sister to each other."</p> + <p>Starting forward in his chair, with partially opened eyes, the +white-washed and dingy Mr. BUMSTEAD managed to get off his hat, +covering himself with a bandanna handkerchief and innumerable old +pieces of paper and cloth, as he did so, from head to foot; made a +feeble effort to throw it at the aged lawyer; and then, chair and all, +tumbled forward with a crash to the rug, where he lay in a refreshing +sleep.</p> + <p>(<i>To be Continued.</i>)</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>CHINCAPIN AT LONG BRANCH.</b></p> + <p>A QUAKER friend of mine once observed that he loved the Ocean +for its Broad Brim. So do I, but not for that alone. I am partial to it +on account of the somewhat extensive facilities it affords for Sea +Bathing. Learning to swim, by the way, was my principal Elementary +study. I have just returned from taking a plunge in company with many +other distinguished persons. How it cools one to rush into the "Boiling +Surf." How refreshing to dive Below the Billow. I don't think I could +ever have a Surfeit of the Surf, I am so fond of it. Oh! the Sea! the +Sea! with its darkly, deeply cerulean—but stop! I am getting out of my +depth. Would that I were a poet, that I—But I ain't, so what's the use?</p> + <p>As I sat on the verandah of the ------ Hotel the other +morning, gazing on the broad expanse of Ocean and wiping the +perspiration which trickled from my lofty brow, (the thermometer marked +90 degrees,) I could not help recalling the beautifully appropriate +lines of the celebrated bard:</p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"When +the sun's perpendicular rays</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Begin to illumine the Sea,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">The fishies exclaim in amaze</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">'Confound it! how hot it will +be!'"</span> </div> + <p>What a pity that the Bathing here has a drawback. I refer, of +course, to the Under Tow, which has caused some Untoward accidents. +Those who have experienced it, say it is impossible to keep your Feet +when caught by the Under Tow. Presence of mind is indispensable in such +a case, but, unfortunately, timid swimmers are too apt to lose their +Heads as well as their feet. Some of the lady visitors are Beautiful +Swimmers, and their Divers Charms excite universal admiration. Many of +these fair Amphitrites are so constantly in or on the water that it +would hardly be a Fib to call them Amphibious. Their husbands and +brothers are, I regret to say, not so much On the Water, preferring +something a trifle stronger semi-occasionally, if not oftener.</p> + <p>You know what a popular amusement crabbing is here. I seldom +indulge in it myself, as I have bad luck, which makes me Crabbed.</p> + <p>Our "distinguished guests," as JENKINS would say, are very +numerous, and it is truly an edifying sight to see judges, legislators, +eminent politicians, and other "Heads of the People" bobbing about in +the water together.</p> + <p>Some folks don't seem to care what they spend when they come +here, and no sooner arrive at the Branch than they Branch out into all +sorts of extravagance. There is some superb horseflesh here just now, +and the fastest nags may be seen doing their Level best on the Smooth +Beach. The Race Track, Grand Stand, &c., are all that the vivid +fancy of a PUNCHINELLO can paint them. The bathing costumes! who can do +justice to them and their lovely wearers? Some time ago, (as I am +informed,) a lady made her appearance on the beach as a Nereid. Did you +Ne'er read of the Nereids, Mr. PUNCHINELLO? If you have, you are aware +that they were the Sea Nymphs of the Ancients, in other words the Old +Maids of the Sea, who never got married, and frequently played Scaly +tricks on Mariners. The Nereid referred to was arrayed in pea green and +spangles, with green tresses, which is very well known to be the +correct costume of a mermaid of antiquity, copied from the latest Paris +fashions. This Spritely lady was, however, unprovided with a tail, +which was Unmermaidenlike in the Extreme.</p> + <p>You know how brilliant the Hops are, so I will Skip them. One +thing, however, is worth noting. At some of the Hotels they have a +Spread on the carpet before the dancing begins, as well as a supper +afterwards. The excellent music of the Hotel bands is Instrumental in +drawing crowds of listeners to the Ball rooms. Some Chinese Jugglers +gave an entertainment here the other evening, but I didn't go, not +being in the Juggler Vein. Yours Reverentially,</p> + <p>CHINCAPIN.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <center> <img src="images/05.jpg" alt=""> + <p><b>PRUSSIC ACID.</b></p> + <p>"FIFTY DOUSAND FENIANS ARMED MID REPEATERS FOR FRANCE! LET 'EM +GO! BEESMARK WILL MAKE DEM NOT COOM PACK TO REPEAT IN DIS GOONDERY NO +MORE!"</p> + </center> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>THE POEMS OF THE CRADLE.</b></p> + <p>CANTO IV.</p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Little +JACK HORNER</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sat in a corner.</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Eating a Christmas Pie:</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">He put in his thumb</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">And pulled out a plum,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And said, "What a brave boy am +I."</span> </div> + <p>In Canto I, I have shown the varied emotions which seized the +tender soul of Old Mother HUBBARD'S Dog. Emotions so fierce in their +sorrow, that they left not a single wiggle in his tail: his hopes were +crushed, his expectations ruined. In Canto II I have pictured the +musical propensities of the genus <i>Cat</i>, the wandering vagaries +of the moon-dane cow, the purp's withering contempt thereat, and the +frisky evolutions of the dish which rolled off on its ear. In Canto III +I have portrayed the "tender passion" and its melancholy result on the +hill-side—a fitting illustration of the fact that the course of true +love never did run smooth, especially if there were big rocks to knock +one's toes against. And now, in Canto IV, I am about to portray +childish innocence in the pursuit of bliss.</p> + <p>All things are graded, with the trifling exception of many of +our streets. But who cares about this grade of bliss? I don't, and I am +sure the poet didn't when he sang the lines at the head of this +chapter. Bliss is graded. The old man in Wall street, with white hair +and white necktie, and smooth polished tongue, has his degree of bliss +when he is engaged in throwing stones at the Apes in the tree-top, that +they may return the throw with gold cocoa-nuts. The young lady has her +degree of bliss when her waist is entwined by "Dear CHAWLES," who +soothes her troubled spirit with the tender melody of "Red as a beet is +she,"— alluding to her would-be rival. The nice young man has his +degree of bliss when he chews a tooth-pick—poor goose! (not the nice +young man, but the fowl which gave the quill,)—and is given a smile by +a dark-eyed female in a passing stage.</p> + <p>And Infantdom has—But our poet beautifully illustrates this in +the stanzas we have quoted.</p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"Little +JACK HORNER,"</span> </div> + <p>says he, with the easy grace of one perfectly familiar with +the subject he is to treat; neither frightened at its immensity, nor +putting himself in the way of a dilemma by stopping to examine details. +Little JACK was the poet's pet because he was the afflicted one of the +household, and poets know full well how to sympathize with affliction. +Perhaps JACK sat down to dinner next to cross-eyed SUSAN ANN, "by +Brother BILL'S gal," and perhaps JACK'S nose was tickled by a little +blue-bottle, and that he sneezed right into her soup-plate; and then he +was hurried from the table for blowing a fly into SUSAN ANN'S soup! He +would lose his dinner. His napkin would miss its accustomed wash!</p> + <p>"Shall it be thus? No!" says the poet. "Dry your tears, little +JACK, go to the well-stocked pantry, my boy, and get something to eat. +The jury will not convict you of stealing, for their verdict will be +that you did the deed in self-defence." And he did—go to the closet, +and—</p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"Sat +in the corner,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Eating a Christmas Pie."</span> </div> + <p>See the smiles as they wreathe themselves on his chubby +countenance. How little JACK looks at the pie! how he turns it round +and round to find the best spot whereon to begin the attack! How he +smacks his lips, and thinks how nice it would be if he <i>could</i> +wish to give SUSAN ANN a taste! But he can't.</p> + <p>Suddenly an idea strikes JACK. He has heard Uncle TOM talk of +a big war between Frawnce and Proossia, and all about the soldiers and +the cannon, and the big noises. Little JACK will make war on the pie. +He will be Frawnce, the pie will be Proossia. He sets it squarely +before him on the floor; rolls up his sleeves, may be; his eyes sparkle +with determination; he finds the most vulnerable spot in the crust; he +makes one bold dive with his thumb, it goes down, down down, crushing +everything before it; it feels something; renewed vigor flows through +JACK'S veins, and gives him new strength for the attack; victory crowns +him; and, in the words of the poet,</p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"He +pulled out a plum,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">And said, 'What a brave boy am +I.'"</span> </div> + <p>—Now he is happy. He has realized his fondest hopes. The +blue-bottle has no tickle for him now. He was Frawnce and he has licked +Proossia. There is nothing left but the plate, and his teeth are not +hard enough for that.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>"Hooray for the Impurrur!"</b></p> + <p>The ardor with which our Milesian element embraces the cause +of France furnishes a puzzle for many thoughtful minds; and yet its +solution is simple. In planning a passage of the Rhine, LOUIS NAPOLEON +proposes to BRIDGET. That's all.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>A Roland for his Oliver.</b></p> + <p>OLIVER DYER, of the <i>Sun</i>, is the original "Dyer +Necessity that knows no law."</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>OUR PORTFOLIO.</b></p> + <p>And now comes to light another divorce case in Chicago. Mrs. +HUGG sues Mr. HUGG for a decree <i>e vinculo matrimonii</i>. If there +is anything in a name, no one will gainsay the observation that if +hugging has lost its charm, Mrs. HUGG is the last person to make a fuss +about it. She took her HUGG with a full knowledge of the circumstances, +and it is contrary to public policy and good morals that her plea of +"hugged out" should enable her to obtain the remedy which she seeks.</p> + <p>In France they do not wait for the completion of the years of +adolescence to dub a scion of the royal family with the title of "man." +The Prince Imperial, prior to his departure for the wars, was presented +at Court as the "first gentleman" of France. For a youth of fourteen he +is said to have gone through the trying ceremonies with great credit +until directed by his mamma to dance with a venerable female of noble +blood, just as he was about to lend a beautiful American miss through +the mazes of a Schottische. The son of his father took one glance at +the ancient dame, and one at the lovely creature beside him, and then +set up a right royal blubber of disappointment.</p> + <p>"Remember, my son," said EUGENIE, "you are a man now, and men +never cry."</p> + <p>"Oh! mamma," sighed the afflicted Prince, "let me be a boy +again, rather than dance with <i>cette vieille</i> yonder!"</p> + <p>Alas! for the ambition of monarchs, who put forward their +beardless progeny to do the deeds of men, and to suffer with men's +fortitude, when they are more fit to be puling in a nurse's arms, or +unravelling silk skeins for some maid of honor.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>THE WATERING PLACES.</b></p> + <p>Punchinello's Vacations.</p> + <p>It was hot when Mr. PUNCHINELLO started for Niagara. So hot +that no allusions to Fahrenheit would give an idea of the tremendous +preponderance of caloric in the atmosphere. The trip was full of +discomforts, and there was great danger, at one time, that the train +would arrive at Niagara with a load of desiccated bodies. Of course the +water all boiled away in the engine-tanks, causing endless stoppages; +and of course the hot sun, pouring directly upon the roof of the cars, +caused the boards thereof to curl up and twist about in such fantastic +fashion, that they afforded no protection whatever to the passengers, +who were obliged to resort to sunshades and umbrellas, or get under the +seats. Added to this were the facts that the ice-water in the coolers +scalded the mouth; the brass-work on the seats blistered the hands; and +the empty stoves, almost red-hot from their exposure to the sun, +superheated the cars to a degree that was maddening. Added to these was +the fact that the intense heat expanded the rails until they were +several miles longer than usual, and thus the passengers suffered the +tortures of the transit for an increased length of time.</p> + <p>When, at last, Mr. P. was conveyed, in a stifling hack, (the +fare had risen, under the unusual circumstances, about one hundred and +ten degrees,) to a stifling little room under the hot roof of an hotel +exposed to the sun on every side, and had taken an extempore Russian +bath while changing his linen, and had partaken of a hot dinner, he +might have been excused for saying that he would like to cool off a +little.</p> + <p>Inquiring if there was any stream of water convenient, he was +directed to the river Niagara, which runs hard by the hotel.</p> + <p>Reaching the banks of the river, Mr. P. was very much pleased +by the prospect. There is a considerable depression in the bed of the +stream at one point, and the water runs over the rocks quite rapidly, +carrying with it such leaves, twigs, steamboats or other objects that +may be floating upon its surface.</p> + <img src="images/06a.jpg" align="left" alt=""> + <p>Mr. P. immediately perceived the advantages of this condition +of things to a a gentleman suffering from the heat, and procuring a +boat, he rowed close to the foot of a cascade formed by the inclination +in the bed of the river, and throwing out his anchor, revelled in the +luxury of the cool spray and the refreshing sound of the rushing water.</p> + <p>Does not this look cool?</p> + <p>When sufficiently refreshed, Mr. P. rowed to shore, feeling +like another man. With the greatest confidence in its merits, he +recommends his plan to those who may be suffering from the summer heat.</p> + <p>After breakfast the next morning, Mr. P. set out to see what +he could see. He did not engage the services of any hackman or +professional guide.</p> + <p>He had heard of their extortions, and determined to submit to +nothing of the kind. He intended relying entirely upon himself. He +walked some distance without meeting with any of the places of interest +of which he had heard so much.</p> + <p>Meeting at length with a respectable elderly gentleman, Mr. P. +inquired of him the way to the Cave of the Winds.</p> + <img src="images/06b.jpg" align="right" alt=""> + <p>"The Cave of the Winds? Ah!" said this worthy person. "You +turn to your left here, sir—ah! and then you keep on for about—ah! half +a mile, and you will—ah! see a gate—ah! Behind that is a man and the +cave—ah!"</p> + <p>Mr. P. thanked him and was proceeding on his way, when the +worthy citizen touched him on the arm, saying:</p> + <p>"Twenty-one dollars, if you please, sir."</p> + <p>"Twenty-one dev----developments!" cried Mr. P; "Why, what do +you mean?"</p> + <p>"Information, sir; fifty cents a word; forty-two words; +twenty-one dollars."</p> + <p>It must not be supposed that Mr. P. submitted tamely to this +outrage, but after a long dispute, it was agreed to refer the matter to +the arbitration of three of the principal citizens. They promptly +decided that the charge was just and must be paid, but, owing to Mr. +P.'s earnest protestations, they agreed to throw out the "ahs," as +being of doubtful value as information. The sum thus saved to Mr. P. +exactly paid for drinks for the party.</p> + <p>Mr. P. now very sensibly concluded that it was about time to +leave, if his editors, his printers, and the employés in his +pun-factory were to expect any pay that week, and so he set out for +home in the evening, taking a shortcut by the way of Montreal.</p> + <p>He thought that a day might be very profitably spent here, +especially if he could fall in with any of the French-Canadians, of +whose peculiarities he had heard so much. The study of human nature was +always Mr. P.'s particular forte.</p> + <p>On the morning of his arrival, Mr. P. met, in the dining-room +of the hotel, a gentleman who was unmistakably a Frenchman, and being +in Canada, was probably Canadian. As they were sitting together at the +table, Mr. P., having mentally rubbed up his knowledge of the French +language, addressed his companion thus:</p> + <p>"<i>Avez-vous le chapeau de mon frere?</i>"</p> + <p>The gentleman thus politely addressed, bowed, smiled, and +after a little hesitation answered:</p> + <p>"<i>Non, Monsieur; mais jài le fromage de votre soeur.</i>"</p> + <p>"<i>Eh bien</i>" said Mr. P., as he scratched his head for a +moment. "<i>Otez vous vos souliers et vos bas?</i>"</p> + <p>The other answered promptly, "<i>Je n'ote ni les uns ni les +autres.</i>"</p> + <p>"<i>Votre père,</i>" remarked Mr. P., "<i>a-t-il la +chandelle de votre oncle?</i>"</p> + <p>His companion remained silent for a minute or two, and then he +said:</p> + <p>"I forget the French of the answer to that, but I know the +English of it; it is 'no, sir, but he has the +apples-of-the-ground-of-sugar of my mother-in-law.'"</p> + <p>When Mr. P. discovered, after a little conversation in the +vernacular, that his companion was a New York dry-goods clerk, he gave +up the study of the French-Canadian character and went on with his +breakfast.</p> + <p>When he went out into the streets to see the lions of the city +he was delighted to meet with some old friends. In company with them he +visited the Government House; the Cathedral; the Statue of NELSON; the +VICTORIA bridge; and everything else of interest in the place. But +nothing was so delightful to him as the faces of these old friends, +from whom he had been separated so long.</p> + <br> + <center> + <p><b>When, at last, they left him, he returned sadly to New York.</b></p> + <img src="images/07.jpg" alt=""> </center> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>IDIOTIC ITEMS.</b></p> + <p>On Tuesday last one of the swans in Central Park laid a hen's +egg.</p> + <p>A celebrated English professor of heraldry is now at Long +Branch, studying the crests of the waves.</p> + <p>Dr. LIVINGSTONE is no longer a white man. The large colored +princess whom he has been compelled to marry has beaten him black and +blue.</p> + <p>Louis NAPOLEON'S first bulletin about the war was the bullet +in the pocket of NAP Junior.</p> + <p>An intelligent cordwainer of this city has invented a bathing +shoe to fit the under-toe at Long Branch.</p> + <p>The lock of the writing-desk made with his own hands by LOUIS +NAPOLEON, at Hoboken, has been presented to the Empress EUGENIE by a +gentleman residing at Union Hill, in exchange for a lock of her +Majesty's hair.</p> + <p>Yesterday, while three eminent Wall street brokers—names, +BROWN, JONES, and ROBINSON—were engaged in watering stock, they fell in +and were drowned. Loss fully covered by insurance.</p> + <p>CARL FORMES is oddly reported to have lost his Bass voice +through over indulgence in lager-beer. He drank a barrel of beer a day, +and his voice has now become a barrel organ.</p> + <p>In France the <i>Marseillaise</i> has become the national +Him; while, in Prussia, BISMARCK is decidedly the national Herr.</p> + <p>A French paper has an article respecting certain musical +fishes found in the Indian Seas, They ought to be engaged for PIKE'S +Opera House.</p> + <p>The annual panther, weighing 8 ft., 9 inches, from snout to +tip of tail, and measuring 213 lbs., has just been killed in the +Adirondacks by a reporter.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>POLITICAL CLAPTRAP.</b></p> + <p>The sympathy exhibited by the <i>Sun</i> reporters and +editors for the unhappy victim of Ogre Tammany is particularly touching.</p> + <p>Association with the Wickedest Man in New York, the Honorable +JOHN ALLEN, <i>protégé</i> of the Reverend OLIVER DYER, +has evidently demoralized the pure beings who control the immaculate +sheet known as the <i>Sun</i>, whose putrescent light "shines for all."</p> + <p>These panders to the depraved taste of a depraved portion of +the community, may exult in the spectacle presented in the City of New +York on Sunday, the 7th inst., but is it not a sorrowful thing in a +so-called Christian land to see a murderer borne with triumph to his +grave, while pseudo philanthropists deck his bier with flowers, and +deliberately charge a great political party with having hunted the +wretched man to his death?</p> + <p>Was there no nobler game worth the killing by Tammany? Was +there not a "stag of Ten" to be found, to be struck, if party +necessities required it? Would OAKEY HALL and PETER B. SWEENY put such +a slight upon these bastard allies of the O'BRIENS and MORRISSEYS whose +columns are open to the highest bidder, and whose lips reek venom while +their hands are ever ready to strike a victim in the back, as to pass +them by while they were on the war-path?</p> + <p>But hold—perhaps we have a clue to this singular conduct of +the Tammany warriors. They may have foreseen how apt the sweet people +are to confer immortality upon those whose death becomes them better +than their life, and therefore wisely forebore to disturb those +blissful with murderers and felons which seem to bind the Satellites of +the <i>Sun</i> and the denizens of the Tombs together.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>SUMMER ON THE CATSKILLS,</b></p> + <p>BY REGALIA REYNA.</p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> I.<br> + <br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">O thou Mount Katskill! whom I now +survey</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">In roseate brightness of the +new-born day,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">To thee my thankfulness I would +convey,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">For self and crowd;</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Who from the glare and hum of hot</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Financial lives,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Have sought repose upon thy +wondrous crest, and</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Brought our wives—</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">I gaze upon thy placid brow, +where storms do</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Reckless rage,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Forgetful of the storms of life, +and Mister</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">BEACH's stage.</span><br> + <br> +II.<br> + <br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">I gaze upon thy beauteous vistas</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Far and wide;</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">I see the day-break beautifully +paint thy</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Rugged side:</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">I see AURORA show the panorama</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Night did hide:</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">I see the lazy Hudson grad-u-</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Ally glide,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Reluctant to abandon thee, and +seek</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">The salt sea tide.</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">I think almost excusingly of that +tough</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Two dollar ride;</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">And only for my wallet's sake, I +longer</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Would abide.</span><br> + <br> +III.<br> + <br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Nature has kindly gifted thee +with meadow,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Lake and dell,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">And for the Falls of Kauterskill +I know no</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Parallel:</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Humanity has crowned thee with +this festive</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Gay Hotel,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Where Fame and Fashion eager wait +to hear</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Thy dinner bell:</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">O Mount! O view! thy beauties now +I can no</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Longer tell,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">For, after breakfast, I must +say—O Katskill!</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">Fare thee well!</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">And leave thee—in one of those +abominable stages,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 2.5em;">"which I wish it"</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 3.5em;">Was in H------eaven!</span> </div> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Extraordinary Ledger-demain.</b></p> + <p>The Soldiers' Monument at Cambridge is the result of the +combined efforts of CYRUS and DARIUS COBB, whereas, SYLVANUS, alone and +unassisted, is able to raise, every week, a tall column on the surface +of the <i>N.Y. Ledger.</i></p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Censor of the Press.</b></p> + <p>The unfortunate official who sought reliable information, the +other day, respecting the age and immense property possessions of +PUNCHINELLO, on comparing his notes subsequently, remarked to a friend +that he felt as if he had temporarily lost his Census.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Appropriate.</b></p> + <p>DANA, of the <i>Sun</i>, is about to open an undertaker's +establishment for the arrangement of murderer's obsequies. +Motto—"Pinking done here."</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>The Wrong Mouth.</b></p> + <p>A LITTLE Fourth-of-Julyer in Pittsburgh, going along with his +mouth open, (after the manner of boys), caught a fire-cracker therein, +just as the cracker was going off. He had often had crackers in his +mouth, but preceding ones had proved nourishing and non-explosive; +whereas, this cracker was quite the reverse. As a consequence, the boy +has lost his voice, but (what is curious, certainly,) is otherwise all +sound.</p> + <p>Were we certain that heaving a fire-cracker into an open mouth +would always produce such a result, we should certainly hire some one +to shut up the noisier of our public nuisances—such as G.F. TRAIN, and +several members of Congress. This could be easily done, as their mouths +are always open, and usually are very large ones. We invite proposals +from boys, relating to next season's operations.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Theft Extraordinary.</b></p> + <p>A weekly journal gravely informs a correspondent that "the +line, 'A thing of beauty is a joy forever,' occurs in TUPPER's <i>Proverbial +Philosophy</i>."</p> + <p>Shades of the poets! More than fifty years ago, JOHN KEATS +commenced a poem called "Endymion," with that very line. To think that +he should have gone and borrowed it from TUPPER!</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Politician's Plant.</b></p> + <p>See WEED.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <center> <img src="images/08.jpg" alt=""> + <p>THE LATEST MELODRAMATIC DODGE OF A PLAYED-OUT POLITICIAN.</p> + <p>PROMPTER DANA, OF THE "SUN," GIVES THE CUE TO A <i>REAL</i> +SKELETON.</p> + </center> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Conversion of the "Sun."</b></p> + <p>It was said of Bishop COLENSO that he "undertook to convert a +Zulu Kaffir, but the Z. K. converted him."</p> + <p>Such a circumstance may be fallen upon without going so far as +Africa to seek for it. JOHN ALLEN, of Water Street, was, once upon a +time, the Zulu Kaffir of DANA of the <i>Sun</i> and his fascinating +Satellite, OLIVER DYER.<p> + <p>The ways of JOHN ALLEN were very wicked when +these pious missionaries threw themselves upon his trail, and tried to +convert him. Perhaps the reformatory effort was well meant; but, alas! +for the feebleness of all human arrangements—JOHN ALLEN remains the +reprobate he was, while he to his flock has brought DANA, the <i>Sun</i> +man, and DYER, the Satellite man, converts to the Allenian theory that +money made from dirt is the only healthful stimulant to virtuous toil.</p> + <p>And so it was that DANA the devout, and DYER the saintly, went +forth to convert the Zulu Kaffir of Water Street, and the Z. F. +converted them.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Ready for Another Heat.</b></p> + <p>The horses of PHOEBUS.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>A Royal Game.</b></p> + <p>The ex-queen of Spain fears that ALFONSO will be "euchred." +She remarked to him recently, Play you're king.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>CONTEMPORARY SENTIMENTS,</b></p> + <p><b>On the Great War Question.</b></p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"WILLIAM'S +my man!" cries one enthusiast,—</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">"He'll be in Paris, <i>sure</i>, +within ten days!"</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"'Paris' your Granny!" cries one +just as fast;</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">"'Ere that, man! you'll see +Berlin in a blaze!"</span><br> + <br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"France has the finest soldiers +ever seen!"</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Says one who knows; "they never +can be beat!"</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">One who knows also, says, "the +French are green!</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Their only real strength is in +their fleet!"</span><br> + <br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"Oh, hang their fleet!" exclaims +another man;</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">"It's useless now,—it has no +work to do!</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">But let France use her navy all +she can,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">You'll see if Prussia doesn't +put her through!"</span><br> + <br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"Prussia ain't able!" cries an +eager one:</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">"Let her drink all the lager in +her shops,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">She'll find the little job is not +yet done,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">For all there's such enormous +strength in hops!"</span><br> + <br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"And if there's any danger comes +to France,"</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Remarks the seventh man, "<i>Ireland</i> +will arise!"</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"And if she does, old England +will advance!"</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">The eighth (an Englishman,) +with pride replies.</span><br> + <br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">And so they have it hot, for half +a day,—</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">First A., then B., then C. and +D. at once,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">And thus the precious moments +roll away,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">And none can tell who is the +greatest dunce.</span> </div> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>The Aldermen to their Dinner.</b></p> + <p>Gorge us!</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <center> + <p><b>THE OVATION OF MURDER.</b></p> + <img src="images/09.jpg" alt=""> + <p><i>The Devil, (soliloquizing.)</i> "NEW YORK'S THE PLACE FOR +ME! THIS IS WHAT I CALL <i>REAL</i> ENJOYMENT—A MURDERER'S FUNERAL +PROCESSION GRANDER FAR THAN THAT OF ANY GREAT AND GOOD CITIZEN, AND +THIS IN A CITY OF SUNDAY-SCHOOLS AND CHURCHES!". <i>(The Devil's Walk: +Sunday, August 7, 1870.)</i></p> + </center> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>HIRAM GREEN AT THE FEMALE CONVENTION.</b></p> + <p><b>The Cardiff Giant and other Fossils at Saratoga.</b></p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span + style="margin-left: 1.5em;">'Duble, duble, heaps of truble,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Wimmen's rites will bust the +bubble."</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 3.5em;">SHAKESPEAR. (WM.)</span> </div> + <p>The wolves in sheeps clothin' convenshed agin for an annual +rippin' up of things, at Saratogy.</p> + <p>The undersined, in custody of the undersined's wife, who is a +Hicockalormn of the Skeensboro Sore-eye-sisses, was present at the +singin' of the above selection from the defunct bard.</p> + <p>Male and femail wimmen was there dressed emblamatical of their +callin'.</p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span + style="margin-left: 1.5em;">"Black folks and white</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">With red hair and gray,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">Mingled for a fite</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1.5em;">In +Sar-a-to-ga." SHAKESPEAR +& GREEN.</span> </div> + <p>SOOZAN B. ANTHENY was scrumpshusly ragged out in broad-cloth.</p> + <p>A turkish towellin' vest-pattent lether butes and silk hat, +completed her <i>Toot in cymbals</i>.</p> + <p>ERNEST L. ROZE wore a nobby scotch cassimer soot. She carried +a cane and wore her hair parted in the middle.</p> + <p>Mrs. RUBE PHENTON—MARTHY WRITE—O'LIMPING BROWN—SARY +FILLEO—Mrs. DEXTER NOLTON—LILLY DEVERS BLAKE—SARY HALLEK—FEBEE CAREY, +and other prominent Fireside agitaters and Herthstun depopulaters, were +becominly araid, and did gustise to their tailors.</p> + <p>PHREDRICK DOUGLIS, a firey broonet from Rochester, looked +bewitchin' in a <i>more anteek</i> silk dress.</p> + <p>A camels hair overskirt hung grasefully over his loins. +Peepin' out from beneath his robes, was a delicate little foot, encased +in a flesh cullered pair of No. 11 buckskin mocasins.</p> + <p>His hair was done up in a 2 bushel waterfall, and was frizzled +all over, <i>a lar Ethiope</i>.</p> + <p>EDWIN A. STUDWELL, of Brooklyn, looked stunnin' in a granny +Dean walkin' dress and red cotton umbreller.</p> + <p>His back hair was tempestously arranged.</p> + <p>A couple of bolony sassiges, in a hily chawed up state, hung +pendent from the aft of his gorgeous waterfall, and dangled to his +heels, <i>a lar cheapee John</i>,</p> + <p>"When approached by that great captivater of susseptible +hearts (?) SOOZAN B. ANTHENY, ED blushed like a red-headed woodpecker, +and hid his modesty behind a $4.00 palm leaf fan.</p> + <p>STEVE GRISWOLD, DAN KETCHAM and a few other manikins, was +dressed accordin' to the prevailin' fashions of the feminin sects.</p> + <p>A good cleen shave would have completed their disgize, and +folks woulden't have had a suspicion but what they was what they was +actin' to be.</p> + <p>I was shocked to hear one audacious retch remark:</p> + <p>"Them chaps look like a lot of hen-peckt broken furniture."</p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"Come, +sisters, cheer we up his sprites</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">And show the best of femail +spites,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">So teach that horrid critter, man,</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">We'll swaller him hul, when ere +we can." 1ST WITCH.</span> </div> + <p>SOOZAN B. was elected chairman.</p> + <p>On takin' her seat she said:</p> + <p>"My femail friends by birth, and my femail friends by brevet;"</p> + <p>"We have convenshed for the purpuss of having our rites +redressed----"</p> + <p>A voice: "Haden't you better go home and redress yourselves +first?"</p> + <p>The whole convention was onto their feet in a second, while +the chairman fell into her seet and regained her composure, by takin' a +good helthy pinch of scotch snuff.</p> + <p>Quiet bein' restored, a Mrs. GAGE riz to her feet, and, +removin' a chew of tobacker from her mouth, read the follerin' +resolutions:</p> + <p>Whereas: 2 National Wimmen's Suffrage Circus are industrously +plyin' their vocation.</p> + <p>Whereas: A effort is afoot to jine 'em together under the same +tent.</p> + <p>Now be it resolved: We don't perceeve it in them sunbeams. The +New York State Suffrage Circus is able to paddle her own stone bote. +Bosting to the contrary not-with-out-standin'-up.</p> + <p>Resolved finally: We is the original JACOBS, and if Bosting +don't like the cut of our Jib, let her lump it.</p> + <p>(Grate applaws.)</p> + <p>A strange lookin' woman, who wore a swaller tail cote, red the +follerin resolutions:</p> + <p>Whereas: Woman has a spear, it hain't to cook vittles—darn +stockin's—tend baby and try to make her husbin happy.</p> + <p>Whereas: Man is a brute—woman an angle. Man can vote—woman +can't.</p> + <p>Resolved: That as long as man won't give us the ballit, that +after Jan., 1871, every mail brat that comes squawkin' into the world, +be smothered the minnit he is borned.</p> + <p>Resolved: That when the mail rase is extinguished, the +superior critter, woman, take peaceable possession of the ballit box.</p> + <p>These resolutions was vociferously cheered, Mrs. GREEN +becomin' so exsited that she whacked me over the head with her parasol +in a most ongentlemanly manner.</p> + <p>(N.B.—I would heer state that I'me a Resistanter agin femail +suffrage.</p> + <p>Give woman the 16th Commendment and we can cry "peece" ontil +our wind-pipes are collored, but not a darned bit of peece will we git, +except occashunly a peece is nockt off of our snoot, for refusin' to +get up early Monday mornin's to do the washin'.)</p> + <p>At the above juncture of the proceedin's, the Cardiff Jiant, +who is spendin' the summer at this selebrated waterin' place, entered +the room.</p> + <p>The old feller had heard of this grate Fossil Convenshun.</p> + <p>As the distinguished fraud entered the room, cheers filled the +air.</p> + <p>Members in exstasy jumped up onto the benches—stood on their +heads—threw their false teeth all about the floor, and acted like a lot +of Rocky Mountain injuns, chock full of New England rum.</p> + <p>Silents was restored by tossin' a live man to the exsited +Amazons, whom they tore to peeces, partly satisfyin' their cravin' +appetites.</p> + <p>Old GIPSUM then <i>oratoricised</i> as viz.:</p> + <p>"Feller Fossils: This is indeed the most momentous event I've +attended since I left Onondagar.</p> + <p>"When COTTON MATHER came over in the Grate Eastern, he sent +out a dove to see if the Pilgrims, would allow her to pick any flowers +off of Plymouth Rock.</p> + <p>"What was the result of that experiment?</p> + <p>"Why, the dove coulden't find any rest for the soul of her +shoo; for Plymouth Rocks were thicker than Cardiff Jiants. That base +man, BARNUM, had taken plaster casts of the old rock, and there wasen't +a town along the coast, but what had its 'original Plymouth Rock.'</p> + <p>"The dove, not bein' a good judge of genuine stuns, made her +"Shoo fly" back to the old ark, and told her tail. Therefore, I ask as +a personal favor, seein' that BARNUM sarved me same's he did old +Plymouth Rock, that when this august assemblage of Fossilized human +bein's comes down onto the mail portion of the U. States, old P.T. be +turned over to us. I'le make him think he's got straddle his wooly +hoss, and an army of mermades was after him with red hot pitchforks.</p> + <p>"Grant me this favor, and when the fite of the Amazons begins, +you can count on me to hold your bonnets."</p> + <p>Amid tremenjus applaus old Fort Dodger squatted.</p> + <p>Letters were then read from the Cohoes Mastodon—ARTEMAS WARD'S +wax figgers—the wooly hoss—a miselaneous lot of Egipshun Mummies, and +THEODOR TILTIN—regrettin' their inability to attend the Fossil +Convention.</p> + <p>HORRIS GREELY was then anathemized, BEN BUTLER—Senator +WILSON—and GEO. FRANCIS TRAIN Ulogized.</p> + <p>Resolutions were offered that Congressman MORRISEY be +pulverized, by some talented femail startin' a opposition club house, +employin' none but Tigers of the gentle sects.</p> + <p>After a few more summer complaint speeches agin that Horrible! +Bloodthirsty! 2 legged Monkster, MAN!! the annual Hen convention of +Antideluvian Fossils tide up their bonnet strings—took their husbans +under their off arm—walked down to Congress Spring.</p> + <p>The witches who dipp up the mineral fluid danced about the +cauldron, while the President of the company spyin' the Femails +approachin' remarked:</p> + <div style="margin-left: 40px;"> <span style="margin-left: 1em;">"By +the prickin' of my thumb</span><br> + <span style="margin-left: 1em;">Somethin' wicked this way comes."</span> + </div> + <p>The above, Friend PUNCHINELLO, was as seen by,</p> + <p>Ewers faithfully,</p> + <p>HIRAM GREEN,</p> + <p><i>Lait Gustise of the Peece</i>.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Birds of Passage</b>.</p> + <p>The African ostrich is sometimes trained to carry passengers +on his back, but the player of "our national game" is often seen "going +out on a Foul."</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <center> <img src="images/12.jpg" alt=""> + <p><b>A VERY NECESSARY PRECAUTION</b></p> + </center> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>BLOCKS AND BLOCKHEADS.</b></p> + <p>Mr. Punchinello: As the acknowledged redresser of American +wrongs and the enemy of public nuisances, we beg your attention to a +vice which seems to be upon the increase, and which grows in strength +with what it feeds upon. As the vice in question appears to be upon the +increase, and to fascinate its victims by the allurements of the +excitement, we consider it worthy of PUNCHINELLO'S lance, or, in other +words, of being transfixed upon PUNCHINELLO'S quill.</p> + <p>We refer to the loafing which invariably takes place upon the +occasion of the relaying of the wooden pavement. I say wooden more +particularly, inasmuch as new fangled varieties of pavement, such as +Concrete, Nicholson, etc., although they have their day, cannot be said +to compete for a moment in public regard with the good old fashioned +kind first described.</p> + <p>Of all the causes that arrest public attention, surely this +laying of wooden pavement is the most enduring and effectual.</p> + <p>People of every grade and degree make a dead halt as they +approach this centre of interest, and at once settle down for a +prolonged inspection of the works before them. It is true that +everybody has seen the same thing one hundred and fifty times, but this +description of indulgence appears to grow by what it feeds upon, and +the fascinated victim watches the operation of the workers with a +gratification which knows no abatement. The usual formula gone through +upon these occasions is as follows:</p> + <p>Citizen approaches the scene of interest, and sees crowds of +spectators upon each side; he glances at the workmen, and, after taking +stock of both them and the overseer, proceeds to read the opinion of +his fellows in their faces, after which he settles down in right +earnest with his hands in his pockets for a prolonged stare. This +latter may continue for periods varying from ten minutes to an hour and +three quarters, according to inclination or opportunity.</p> + <p>If the spectator is a man of business, it is just possible +that he may content himself with measuring the size of the blocks with +his eye, and then pass on, content to know that he, as one out of many +taxpayers, is getting the value of what they are called on to pay for. +But with the mass of the onlookers, the pouring of the hot pitch into +the gravelled interstices is watched with a satisfaction ever new, like +that bestowed in the pantomime upon the application by the clown of the +red-hot poker.</p> + <p>There is also the pleasure of seeing others at hard work, and +the indulgence of everybody's belief (which is common to all present,) +that he or she could suggest an improvement upon the work proceeding, +and the manner of doing it. Then they look at each other once more and +depart contented.</p> + <p>Upon a moderate calculation, the amount of time devoted by +human beings to this amusing study, in the City of New York, amounts to +2,450,000 hours per annum.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>ENGLAND'S QUANDARY.</b></p> + <p>Conjecture and expectancy, O PUNCHINELLO! have been the order +of the day in this European turmoil, with regard to the position of +what are called neutral Powers. People have been looking at England +with much curiosity to see what she really does intend. With the +facilities which our <i>special wire</i> affords, I am enabled to +report a highly interesting soliloquy delivered by the Rt. Hon. W. E. +GLADSTONE, to his bed-post, at his home in Spring Gardens, London, +after a hot night's debate at St. STEPHEN'S. Our reporter concealed +himself in the key-hole and took <i>verbatim</i> notes. As in the case +of the speeches delivered by the rival monarchs to their armies, which +you published a week in advance of the speeches themselves, the +following can be relied on:</p> + <p>"I'm tired of answering questions. Let me think awhile. Is war +the only alternative? They blame me for not talking out. Fools, they +don't know where they stand. At home and abroad, difficulty. Our +workmen emigrating; the Irish irreconcilable, (curse that word!) +nothing cheerful that side.</p> + <p>"France can rock <i>her</i> irreconcilables to sleep to the +war lullaby of that man we have so trusted only to betray us; <i>our</i> +irreconcilables only wait for war to side with our enemy. Prussia, +grasping bull-dog as she is, makes capital out of it, and calls us to +her side, while our stupid people burn with a Prussian fever, which may +turn to a plague to-morrow.</p> + <p>"Is the Prussian whom we have helped to humble to be our only +ally? Then must we write ourselves down asses in Constantinople.</p> + <p>"If we had some other head besides weather-cock expediency. +France has an Emperor, Prussia a King to lead them; we have a Queen who +takes walks in the Isle of Wight; and her son—bah! a <i>roué</i> +about town. Their marriage alliances are drag-chains, not bonds of +love. Denmark does not forget our treachery in '65. Holland is afraid +of France. We are safe from America yet. They are too much afraid of +the German vote, thank Heaven, to side with France, but "Alabama" is +her watchword, and she only waits to strangle us. LAFAYETTE and the +Hessians are only memories, they have no votes. Ah! it was a mistake to +sympathize with the South.</p> + <p>"Our statesmen—Heaven save the mark!—are our worst enemies. +D'ISRAELI, the Jew, doubles our difficulty by showing our weakness. He +would play the part of PITT without his brains or his chances. Then we +led, now we are dragged at the tail. We may sign treaties, but we +cannot write them. BRIGHT would be friendly with both; GRANVILLE with +neither, and thus each is offended. It is ridiculous, and the only +course left is to bluster about Belgium.</p> + <p>"It must be the late dinner. There are all sorts of +threatening shadows around, and but one light; that is a war flame. Let +me sleep. To-morrow the gaping thousands will ask a sign. It may come, +but it shall be hoisted on the Rhine, and, helpless tide waiters, we +cannot tell from which side it shall come. Ah! 'Uneasy sits the man on +the ministerial bench,' as SHAKESPEARE would say to-day, for the crown +that he spoke of is an ornament in the tower."</p> + <p>REPORTER</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Magnetic</b></p> + <p>Polish soldiers should choose the needle gun. The needle is +always true to the Pole.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <center> <img src="images/13.jpg" alt=""> + <p><b>A CAPITAL HINT FOR OUR STATIONARY STREET MUSICIANS, IF THEY +WANT TO MAKE MONEY.</b></p> + </center> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p>THE LEAVEN OF LEAVENWORTH. The great West has long been famous +for the loose, untrammelled freedom with which its inhabitants treat +everything and everybody. Breadth, no less than length, is a striking +feature of Western settlements, and that this element is conspicuous in +the journalism of those singular abodes, no less than in the social +life of their inhabitants, generally, is evidenced in the following +advertisement cut from "<i>The Times</i>"—a paper published at +Leavenworth, Kansas:</p> + <p>"NOTICE TO DRIVERS OF FAST STOCK.—Hold your horses and do not +drive so fast. All gay and festive cusses caught driving faster than +ordinary gait in the city, will be brought before Judge Vaughan, for +instance--the fine is $20.</p> + <p>H. A. ROBERTSON, City Marshal."</p> + <p>The City Marshal of Leavenworth is clearly a pot-companion of +the first (whiskey and) water. He declines to address his +fellow-citizens in the commonplace terms usually recognised in more +prosaic communities. To adopt his own style of phraseology, ROBERTSON +is clearly a "gay and festive cuss." He is a specimen brick from +Kansas, and doubtless always carries one in his hat. The expression +"ordinary gait," as applied to driving in Kansas, where everybody owns +"fast stock," is rather equivocal in these quieter latitudes to be +sure, but we may guess that, at Leavenworth, a man who rides or drives +at a pace of twenty miles an hour, is liable, "for instance," to a fine +of $20, or just one dollar per mile. Kansas maybe a very nice place to +live in, for some people, but we would hardly recommend Mr. ROBERT +BONNER to emigrate thither, and so risk the probability of being +advertised as a "gay and festive cuss."</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>SHIP AHOY!</b></p> + <p>Of all public performers, there are none who "draw" better +than the gymnasts who risk their necks by attempting hazardous feats. +The fool who attaches himself by the heels to the car of an ascending +balloon is sure to have thousands of feeble-minded females waving +handkerchiefs at him. BLONDIN, the great French tomfool, brought more +people to Niagara Falls to see him, possibly, add a new Fall to the +prospect, than ever the Falls themselves did. And when another donkey +announces that he is going to stand upon his head on the point of a +church spire, that church is sure to be thronged—outside. These +performances, and all of their sort, should be made punishable, and +will probably be so when a hundred or two performers shall have been +killed, in addition to those who have already suffered.</p> + <p>Not nearly so exciting as performances of the kind referred +to, though, perhaps, quite as rash, are the ocean voyages occasionally +essayed by tiny, toy ships. One of these—the <i>Red, White and Blue</i>—is +announced as about to start upon a "voyage round the world." We wish +her our best wishes, and hope she may get round in the roundest way and +time. One of her first stopping places, though, as we see, is Martha's +Vineyard. Our advice to the skipper of the toy ship, is to go no +further than that delightful haven of rest. MARTHA. will cherish her as +a chimney ornament, or give her to her kids to play with—and nobody +will be hurt.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Two Renderings.</b></p> + <p><i>Finis coronat opus:</i>—The end crowns the work.</p> + <p><i>Finis coroner opus:</i>—There is plenty of work for the +Coroner, but the "end" does not always appear to be gained.</p> + <p>All of which is respectfully submitted to the investigators of +murder in this city.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>The Modern Monks of La Trappe.</b></p> + <p>The Coroner, the Assistant District-Attorney, and certain +other officials who have been trying the "trap" game on the witnesses +examined in the NATHAN murder case.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Results of Silver Stock.</b></p> + <p>1. The dream is ore.</p> + <p>2. Never mined.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <center> <img src="images/13a.jpg" + alt="PUNCHINELLO CORRESPONDENCE."> </center> + <p><b>ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS.</b></p> + <p><i>Englishman, London.</i>—You have lost your wager. Ohio is +not the capital of Indiana.</p> + <p><i>Stranger, New York City.</i>—When you get lost in our +streets and do not know where you are, it is a good plan to seek +information from a policeman. If he does not know where you are, come +directly to the office of PUNCHINELLO.</p> + <p><i>Antiquary.</i>—"The Last of the Barons" was a term applied +to an implement used by the ancient shoemakers. The pedal members of +the old English barons were of a peculiar aristocratic conformation, +and lasts were made expressly for them. This is a curious fact not +generally known.</p> + <p><i>Ploughboy</i> finds the following remark in Mr. GREELEY'S +thirtieth What, and asks explanation.</p> + <p>"So with regard to Carrots. I have never achieved success in +growing these nor Beets."</p> + <p>We infer that the meaning is, With regard to carrots, sow +them. "These nor Beets" are probably a new variety. They may have come +from Norfolk, but more "presumably" they were found in Alaska.</p> + <p><i>Metaphysician, Cloudland.</i>—Your article on the +"Psychical Basis of Objective Existence" is excellent. Look out for it +in the "Juvenile Department" of our Christmas number.</p> + <p><i>Grammarian.</i>—The expression "We ain't got none" is +manifestly incorrect. It has two negatives. "We ain't got any" is by +far more elegant.</p> + <p><i>Wager</i> says that A. made a bet with B. that he could cut +a dime in two at one stroke of his pen-knife, C. to hold the stakes. A. +took a ten-cent "scrip" and chopped it in two with his blade. Meantime +C. walked away with the stake money. Who won? <i>Answer.</i>—The bet +is off. C. is also off, but no better, and neither A. or B. is any +better off.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <center> <img src="images/14.jpg" alt=""> + <p><b>NOTES ON THE FERRY.</b></p> + <p><i>Gushington, (with the pipe.)</i> "SHE SMILED ON ONE OF US, +I'LL SWEAR."</p> + <p><i>Spindle</i>. "PERHAPS; BUT WHAT'S A SMILE? A POSITIVE NOD +FOR ME, OR NOTHING!"</p> + </center> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>AERATED VERBIAGE.</b></p> + <p>An Every-day Romance.</p> + <p>CHAPTER I.</p> + <p>In a room in a palatial tenement house in Avenue D, stood +GILBERT FERNANDE FROU FROU SNOGGS. G.F.F.F.S. was rampant.</p> + <p>"Why?" you say.</p> + <p>Gentle reader, hurry me not. Let the tale wag on. She was +talking to her mamma.</p> + <p>"Now," said G.F.F.F.S., "I prognosticated that my maternal +relative would become oblivions of my reiterated solicitations to +perambulate the Avenue, and make the acquisition of four yards of +cerulean hued ribbon," and she stamped her tiny number eights on the +floor.</p> + <p>You will notice that, even in her anger, she did not forget +her English.</p> + <p>"You can purchase it on the morrow," replied her mamma.</p> + <p>"I will not remain acquiescent. I will promenade upon my +profluence to Sixth Avenue, and purchase the ceruleous ribbon +immediately," said G.F.F.F.S., putting on her waterproof and sun-bonnet.</p> + <p>Her mother pointed to the paternal turnip, which hung over the +mantel, and showed her that old Time was "doing stunts" at 10-1/2.</p> + <p>But G.F.F.F.S. was obstinate. She put on her chignon, her +curls, her breast elevator, her bustle, her high-heeled shoes, a little +rouge, a little whiting and a bit of court-plaster, and sallied forth, +down the dumb-waiter to the cellar, and thence, through the ash-hole, +to the street.</p> + <p>CHAPTER II.</p> + <p>The deed was done!!! The purchase was made find G.F.F.F.S. +walked towards her palatial paternal mansion. She felt slightly timid, +for, as she looked at the heavens, she saw that ARCTURUS, who had been +playing tag with CASTOR and POLLUX all the evening, had reached hunk, +the Great Bear. From the astronomical knowledge which she had acquired +at the Vavasour Female Academy, she knew that the paternal turnip now +pointed to the witching hour of 11-1/2.</p> + <p>Suddenly she found herself surrounded by a party of bandits, +(she thought she was in Greece, but she was only in the 19th Ward.)</p> + <p>They seized her.</p> + <p>"Not a word," said the leader. "Your money or your life."</p> + <p>Now G.F.F.F.S. had lots of life and very little money, so she +could hardly determine whether to give up some of her life or all of +her money.</p> + <p>"Illustrious banditti," said she, "the auriferous contents of +my reticulated depository are notable for minuteness. Be conservators +of my pullulating existence."</p> + <p>"I say, TOM," said the leader, "what's her little game?"</p> + <p>"It sounds like Irish," said TOM.</p> + <p>"Hand over your stamps," said the leader.</p> + <p>G.F.F.F.S. slowly drew out her net purse, when suddenly the +robbers fled. G.F.F.F.S. felt that her hero had come, and, like all the +ARAMINTAS in the novels, she fainted and was caught in the arms of—</p> + <p>CHAPTER III.</p> + <p>The author tried to persuade the editor to allow him to write +"to be continued" after the last thrilling chapter, but the editor was +inexorable, hence this chapter, "in the arms of"—a little red-headed +policeman.</p> + <p>G.F.F.F.S. smiled gently, but, as soon as she had opened her +eyes, and had cast them on the red head, freckled face, pug-nose, and +little eyes of MIKE MCFLYNN, she sprang to her feet. It was better than +forty gallons of hartshorn. She had wasted a faint.</p> + <p>"<i>Perdidi animi deliquium</i>," said she.</p> + <p>"Mother of MOSES, but you was heavy!" said MCFLYNN.</p> + <p>But she did not wait, and a pair of number eight shoes might +have been seen by an inquisitive reporter, cutting around the corners +and stamping up seven flights of stairs.</p> + <p>MORAL.</p> + <p>When the paternal turnip solemnly points to 10-1/2, G.F.F.F.S. +puts her number eights on the mantel, looks reflectively at a sore-eyed +kitten, and falls into polysyllables.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>HOMODEIFICATION.</b></p> + <p>Late advices from China convey the intelligence that the +American-Chinese General WARD, who died in the service of the Celestial +empire, has been postmortuarily brevetted to the rank of a "major god," +and is now regularly worshipped as such by JOHN PIGTAIL.</p> + <p>Possibly the antithesis to this may turn up on the cards, +here. In the course of events the bronze idol to which our PHILLIPSES +and SUMNERS used to bend the knee, has been prostrated from his +pedestal by the Fifteenth Amendment. Coolie labor, with its possible +abuses, may engage the attention of the philanthropists, next, and we +may yet behold JOHN PIGTAIL on a pedestal, in the character of an +American "major god."</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>"LUCUS A NON," ETC.</b></p> + <p>In the culinary department of a newspaper we find a recipe for +making "bird's nest pudding," which would surely make the pigtail of a +JOHN Chinaman stick straight up on end. The component parts of the +pudding are apples, sugar, milk, five eggs, and vanilla. Perhaps the +inventor of the pudding once found a bird's nest with five eggs in it, +and has thus essayed to immortalize the interesting fact.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + <p><b>Bullet Proof.</b></p> + <p>The fact of the young Prince Imperial having picked up a +bullet on the field of Saarbruck is significant It proves that, like a +true BONAPARTE, he is prompt to take the Lead.</p> + <br> + <hr style="width: 45%;"> <br> + </td> + </tr> + </tbody> +</table> +<table + style="width: 800px; text-align: left; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" + border="1" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"> + <tbody> + <tr> + <td style="text-align: center; width: 30%;"> + <p style="font-weight: bold;"><big><big>A. T. 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All on the same premises, and under immediate +supervision of the proprietors.</small><br> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td align="center"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Tourists +and leisure Travelers</span><br> + <small>will be glad to learn that the Erie Railway Company has +prepared</small><br> + <br> + <span style="font-weight: bold;">COMBINATION EXCURSION</span><br> + <small><small>OR</small></small><br> + <big><span style="font-weight: bold;">Round Trip Tickets,</span></big><br> + <p><small>Valid during the entire season, and embracing Ithaca— +headwaters of Cayuga Lake—Niagara Falls, Lake Ontario, the River St. +Lawrence, Montreal, Quebec, Lake Champlain, Lake George, Saratoga, the +White Mountains and all principal points of interest in Northern New +York, the Canadas, and New England. Also similar Tickets at reduced +rates, through Lake Superior, enabling travelers to visit the +celebrated Iron Mountains and Copper Mines of that region. By applying +at the Offices of the Erie Railway Co., Nos. 241, 529 and 957 Broadway; +205 Chambers St.; 38 Greenwich St.; cor. 125th St. and Third Avenue, +Harlem; 338 Fulton St., Brooklyn; Depots foot of Chambers Street, and +foot of 23rd St., New York; No. 3 Exchange Place, and Long Dock Depot, +Jersey City, and the Agents at the principal hotels, travelers can +obtain just the Ticket they desire, as well as all the necessary +information.</small></p> + </td> + </tr> + <tr> + <td colspan="2"> + <center> + <p><small>PRANG'S LATEST PUBLICATIONS: "Wild Flowers," +"Water-Lilies," "Chas. Dickens."<br> +PRANG'S CHROMOS sold in all Art and Bookstores throughout the world.<br> +PRANG'S ILLUSTRATED CATALOGUE sent free on receipt of stamp.</small></p> + <span style="font-weight: bold;">L. 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O. Box, 2783. NEW YORK.</span> + </div> + </td> + <td style="text-align: center;"> + <p style="font-weight: bold;"><big><big>THE MYSTERY OF MR. E. +DROOD.</big></big></p> + <p style="font-style: italic;">The New Burlesque Serial,</p> + <p><big>Written expressly for PUNCHINELLO,</big></p> + <p><small>BY</small></p> + <p style="font-weight: bold;"><big>ORPHEUS C. KERR,</big></p> + <p><small>Commenced in No. 11. will be continued weekly +throughout the year.</small></p> + <p><small>A sketch of the eminent author, written by his bosom +friend, with superb illustrations of</small></p> + <p>1ST. THE AUTHOR'S PALATIAL RESIDENCE AT BEGAD'S HILL, +TICKNOR'S FIELDS, NEW JERSEY.</p> + <p>2ND. THE AUTHOR AT THE DOOR OF SAID PALATIAL RESIDENCE taken +as he appears "Every Saturday." will also be found in the same number.</p> + <br> + <p>Single Copies, for sale by all newsmen,<br> +(or mailed from this office, free,) Ten Cents.</p> + <p>Subscription for One Year, one copy,<br> +with $2 Chromo Premium. $4.</p> + <p><small>Those desirous of receiving the paper containing this +new serial, which promises to be the best ever written by ORPHEUS C. +KERR, should subscribe now, to insure its regular receipt weekly.</small></p> + <p style="font-weight: bold;"><small>We will send the first Ten +Numbers of PUNCHINELLO to<br> +any one who wishes to see them, in view of subscribing, on<br> +the receipt of SIXTY CENTS.</small></p> + <p>Address,</p> + <p style="font-weight: bold;">PUNCHINELLO PUBLISHING COMPANY,</p> + <p style="font-weight: bold;">P. O. Box 2783.</p> + <p style="font-weight: bold;">83 Nassau St., New York.</p> + </td> + </tr> + </tbody> +</table> +<br> +<center> GEO. 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