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Well, my + dear Colleagues, I do not think exception <i>can</i> be taken + to this composition. Simple and effective, is it not?</p> + + <p><i>First Member of Council</i> (<i>gloomily</i>). Oh, you + never know! I think we ought to have opposed the admission of + the Cabinet—what should <i>they</i> know about Art?</p> + + <p><i>Second Mem</i>. (<i>drily</i>). Enough to make speeches + at the annual dinner—to which they wouldn't come if we + snubbed them.</p> + + <p><i>First Mem</i>. What of that? I am sure the President is + quite eloquent enough to stand alone.</p> + + <p><i>Pres</i>. (<i>with a graceful bow</i>). You are most + kind. But, hush! here comes Lord SALISBURY!</p> + + <p class="center"><i>Enter the</i> PRIME MINISTER. <i>Cordial + greetings.</i></p> + + <p><i>Premier</i> (<i>briskly</i>). I am sure you will forgive + me if I get through this quickly. (<i>Looking at picture.</i>) + Hm! Yes, very nice; but <i>did</i> EDWARD the Black Prince wear + his Garter ribbon in battle? I am sure I refrain from appearing + in mine under similar circumstances. (<i>To</i> Pres.) Do you + think the Artist could paint it out?</p> + + <p><i>Pres</i>. I feel sure he will do everything in his power + to satisfy your Lordship's artistic instincts.</p> + + <p><i>Premier</i>. Just so.</p> + + <p class="bracket">[<i>Exit</i> R. <i>when enter</i> FIRST LORD + of the TREASURY, L.</p> + + <p><i>Pres</i>. (<i>greeting new-comer cordially</i>). Most + glad to see you, my dear Right Hon. Sir!</p> + + <p><i>First Lord</i>. Very good indeed of you to say so, but am + always anxious to do my duty to my Queen and Country. + (<i>Gazing at picture.</i>) Hm! Not bad! But, I say, I do know + something of yachting, and that isn't the way to brace up the + marling-spike to the fokesell yard with the main jibboom three + points in a wind with some East in it! If I may venture a + suggestion—hope Artist will paint out the gondola. Ta-ta! + A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + + <p><i>Pres</i>. Well, well, I do not know what our friend will + think of the matter, but perhaps the Hansom of Venice <i>is</i> + a little superfluous. Why here is the HOME SECRETARY.</p> + + <p class="bracket">[<i>Enter that august personage—mutual + greeting.</i></p> + + <p><i>Home Sec</i>. (<i>examining picture</i>). Yes, very nice. + Just my idea of what a historical picture <i>should</i> be! + Sea-view very fair indeed, and I think that the suggestion of + the presentation at Court is also extremely neat. The Black + Prince, perhaps, a little near OLIVER CROMWELL, but then that + is a detail that will not challenge particular attention. I + like too the view of Vauxhall Gardens—very good, indeed! + But why should a scene of this great historical importance be + laid in Charing Cross during a labour demonstration?</p> + + <p><i>Pres</i>. (<i>frankly</i>). I cannot say that I have + looked up all my authorities, but I do not think our friend + would allow himself to be wrong on so important a point.</p> + + <p><i>Home Sec</i>. Well, I think it would be in better taste + if the Artist cut out that stampede of police—it is not + true to nature! [<i>Exit.</i></p> + + <p><i>Pres</i>. There <i>may</i> be something in what he says, + but I do wish these amateurs would keep their suggestions to + themselves.</p> + + <p class="bracket"><i>Enter</i> FIRST LORD of the + ADMIRALTY.</p> + + <p><i>Pres</i>. (<i>cordially</i>). My dear Lord, delighted to + see you—what do you think of it?</p> + + <p><i>First Lord</i>. Hm! Yes! Perhaps! But, I say, what right + has the Artist to put the white ensign on the top of that + light-house? It's against the regulations—they should be + flying the Trinity House flag—if anything. That + <i>must</i> come out, you know—it really must! + [<i>Exit.</i></p> + + <p><i>Pres</i>. Silly blunder, but it can be easily remedied. + Ah! the Secretary of State for War! (<i>Enter that + official</i>) Well, Mr. STANHOPE, and how do <i>you</i> like + the new purchase?</p> + + <p><i>War Minister</i> (<i>after, a glance at the canvas</i>). + Tol lol. But come, I say, come; the Iron Duke never wore a hat + like <i>that</i>! And, I say, as it isn't raining, why has he + put up his umbrella? In the cause of historical accuracy that + should not be allowed. [<i>Exit.</i></p> + + <p><i>Pres</i>. (<i>drily</i>). I am afraid our friend will + have enough to do. (<i>Enter the remainder of the Cabinet + together</i>). Well, Gentlemen—hope you approve of our + purchase?</p> + + <p><i>Remainder</i> (<i>together</i>). Not at all. You should + have only bought the frame! [<i>Scene closes + in on the consideration of this new point.</i></p> + <hr /> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page2" + id="page2"></a>[pg 2]</span> + + <div class="figcenter" + style="width:50%;"> + <a href="images/002-1.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/002-1.png" + alt="'MANNING THE (BACK-)YARDS.'" /></a> + + <h3>"MANNING THE (BACK-)YARDS."</h3>CHELSEA, JUNE, 1891. + FOUR BELL(E)S. + </div> + <hr /> + + <h3>MR. PUNCH EXPLAINS.</h3> + + <blockquote> + <p class="note">[<i>Last week Mr. Punch congratulated King + HENRY'S "holy shade" on the Four-hundredth Anniversary of + the Foundation of Eton College.</i>]</p> + </blockquote> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>To <i>Mr. Punch's</i> friends, who think he + blundered,</p> + + <p>In thinking Eton's years were just four hundred,</p> + + <p>And acted quite in error when he paid</p> + + <p>Congratulations to King HENRY'S "shade,"</p> + + <p>A word of explanation now is due,</p> + + <p>To show how what he stated then was true.</p> + + <p>The word is this—that fifty years have now</p> + + <p>Elapsed since <i>Mr. Punch</i> first made his + bow;</p> + + <p>And though since then with many friends he's + parted,</p> + + <p>Himself he is as young as when he started.</p> + + <p>Just fifty years ago it now appears</p> + + <p>That fair Etona claimed four hundred years.</p> + + <p>Ungallant it had been if one had told her</p> + + <p>That <i>Mr. Punch</i> kept young whilst she grew + older!</p> + + <p>Yet if it is indeed the Fourth Centenary</p> + + <p>Or Jubilee the Ninth since holy 'ENERY</p> + + <p>Became the founder of a Royal College—</p> + + <p>Well, <i>Mr. Punch</i> prefers to have no + knowledge.</p> + + <p>He only does not know—has never known a</p> + + <p>More worthy toast than "<i>Floreat Etona!</i>"</p> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + + <h3>The New Crusaders.</h3> + + <blockquote> + <p class="note">["Kaiser Wilhelm, according to a Berlin + Journal, has given his consent to a lottery being + instituted throughout the Empire 'for combating the slave + trade in Africa.' Tickets to the amount of eight millions + of marks will be issued, five and a half millions of which + will be devoted to prizes."—<i>Daily Telegraph Berlin + Correspondent</i>.]</p> + </blockquote> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>KNIGHTS-ERRANT of earth's earlier days,</p> + + <p class="i2">Might learn from WILHELM KAISER.</p> + + <p>They risked their lives in Paynim frays,</p> + + <p class="i2">We moderns have grown wiser.</p> + + <p>'Tis not enough by Big Bazaars</p> + + <p class="i2">To buttress Churches tottery;</p> + + <p>We, with the dice "financing" wars,</p> + + <p class="i2">Conduct Crusades—by Lottery!</p> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + + <p>LIVE AND LEARN.—Mr. PARKINSON will now probably admit + that the foolish process known as "breaking a butterfly on a + wheel" may bring the breaker woe.</p> + <hr /> + + <h3>SHAKSPEARE AND NORTH, NOT CHRISTOPHER.</h3> + + <div class="figright" + style="width:35%;"> + <a href="images/002-2.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/002-2.png" + alt="C-l-n-l N-rth as <i>Falstaff</i>." /> + </a> + + <p>C-l-n-l N-rth as <i>Falstaff</i>.</p> + + <p>L-rd C-l-r-dge as <i>Lord Chief Justice.</i></p> + + <p class="author">Henry the Fourth, Part II., Act ii., + Sc.</p> + </div> + + <p>Colonel NORTH is popularly supposed to have been the + architect of his own fortune, but he doesn't seem to have + profited much by his architectural knowledge when applied to + house-building. The burly Colonel—we forget at this + moment what regiment is under his distinguished + command—has met many a great personage in his time, but, + like the eminent barbarian who encountered a Christian + Archbishop for the first time—St. Ambrose, we rather + think it was, but no matter—our bold Colonel had to climb + down a bit on coming face to face with the Lord Chief Justice + of England. What a cast for a scene out of <i>Henry the Fourth! + Falstaff</i>, Colonel NORTH, and My Lord COLERIDGE for the + <i>Lord Chief Justice</i>. The scene might be Part II., Act + ii., Scene 1, when the Lord Chief says to <i>Sir John</i>, "You + speak as having power to do wrong; but answer, in the effect of + your reputation, and satisfy the poor woman,"—only for + "woman," read "architect." Curious that the name of GAMBLE + should be the pre-surname of Mister Colonel NORTH'S brother. + What's in a name? Yet there's a good deal in the sound and look + of GAMBLE NORTH, especially when up before the Lord Chief, who + must quite recently have got hold of quite a little library of + useful knowledge. Also odd that most of Mr. NORTH'S money seems + to have been made in the South. But "A 1," that is, the + architect, won, and the gallant Mister Colonel, or Colonel + Mister, left the Court, feeling comparatively A-Norther man. + Never mind, even the Millionairey Colonel can't always be + lucky.</p> + <hr /> + + <h3>MR. PUNCH'S QUOTATION BOOK.</h3> + + <h4>I.—FOR INFERIOR CHAMPAGNE.</h4> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>'How mad and bad and sad it was—</p> + + <p>But then, how it was sweet!"—BROWNING.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <h4>II.—FOR MR. GLADSTONE.</h4> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p class="i10">"Et longa canoros</p> + + <p>Dant per colla modos."—VIRGIL.</p> + </div> + </div> + + <h4>III.—FOR THE NEW BISHOP OF LICHFIELD.</h4> + + <p>"Gaiter.—A covering for the leg."—ENGLISH + DICTIONARY.</p> + + <h4>IV.—FOR A TENNIS-PLAYER, IMPRISONED BY BAD + WEATHER.</h4> + + <p>"They also serve who only stand and wait."—MILTON.</p> + <hr /> + + <p>AT ST. JAMES'S HALL.—Hair PADDY REWSKI is a + pianofortist up to the time and tune of day. Knowing that + <i>L'Enfant Prodigue</i> is now all the go, he keeps himself up + to date by performing the Musical Prodigy Son's, I mean + MENDELSSOHN'S "Songs without Words;" and this so effectively, + that the last wordless song he was obliged to repeat, and much + obliged the audience by repeating. Then the good fellar played + <i>La Campanella</i>, Which I prefer to <i>Gentle Zitella</i>, + The Princess LOUISE, &c., were there, and "&c." was + really looking uncommonly well considering the heat. Bravo, + PADDY REWSKI! Ould Ireland for ever!</p> + <hr /> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page3" + id="page3"></a>[pg 3]</span> + + <h2>OFF TO MASHERLAND.</h2> + + <p class="center">(<i>By Our Own Grandolph.</i>)</p> + + <h4>(FIRST LETTER—A.)</h4> + + <p>1.—<i>From Paddington to the first comma is a + comparatively slight stop.</i></p> + + <p>Left Paddington. Was compelled to leave Paddington, as train + started from that station. "The Great Western!" What boundless + ideas are suggested by this title, &c., &c. (<i>This + part I'll send to Daily Graphic.</i>)</p> + + <h4>REASONS FOR THE JOURNEY.</h4> + + <p>Well, never mind my reasons. I had made up my mind to go. + That's enough. "<i>Marlbrook s'en va t'en guerre," mais</i> as + MARLBROOK Junior I may say, "<i>Je reviendrai."</i> Politics to + the winds! or, colloquially, Politics be blowed! I'm off to TOM + TIDDLER'S ground. Nice fellow, TIDDLER. Knew him years ago. He + is now a Limited Company, "TIDDLER & Co."</p> + + <div class="figright" + style="width:35%;"> + <a href="images/003-1.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/003-1.png" + alt="Officer" /></a> + </div> + + <h4>THE COMPOSITION OF THE PARTY.</h4> + + <p>Well, you know what it was once upon a time. There was A + BALFOUR—beg pardon, should say, THE BALFOUR—and + DRUMMY WOLFFY, and <i>De</i> GORSTIBUS <i>non disputandum</i> + ("no arguing with GORST"), and self. As good a quartette, + though I say it who shouldn't, as ever sat down to a concerted + piece, with myself as First Fiddle. But now—"Where am dat + barty now?"—I don't know if I quote correctly; quoting + correctly is not my <i>forte</i>. "Dat barty," suggests WOLFF; + he was the "barty" of our party, in the merry days of old. + Now—none of 'em here, and I with my ink-stand before me, + a pencil, a pen, note-books galore, and any amount of foolscap, + represent "the composition" of our party. I must get on with my + "compo." Is reminds me of doing a "Theme" at Eton. This is a + holiday task. One, two, three, off!—and away!</p> + + <h4>ALL ABROAD.</h4> + + <p>Before I know where we are, so to speak, we have left + London, and are at Lisbon. On the voyage Captain G. WILLIAMS + suggests these lines, to which I append my own translation. + BALFOUR rather behind me in Latin at Eton (I hear by private + wire that he admitted as much in his recent speech at the + fourth centenary celebration), and so, perhaps, couldn't give + the translation as easily as I do. Here is the Captain's + reminiscence, and my translation when he isn't + looking:—</p><br clear="all" /> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>"Ille terrarum mihi præter omnes</p> + + <p>Angulus ridet, ubi non Hymetto</p> + + <p>Melle decedunt, viridique certat</p> + + <p class="i10">Bacca Venafro.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>"Vir ubi longum tepidusque præbet</p> + + <p>Jupiter brumas, et amicus Aulon,</p> + + <p>Fertili Baccho nimium Falernis</p> + + <p class="i10">Invidet uvis."</p> + </div> + </div> + + <p>Which translated means:—</p> + + <p>He, the Englishman (<i>Angulus</i>), beside me (that is, + "sitting on deck by my side") laughs at all people on shore + when he is quite certain (<i>certat</i>) that he can't get good + tobacco from VENAFER'S (a local tobacconist). (This) man + prefers the long clay pipe, which gets so soon hot, for, by + Jove, you'll burn yourself (<i>brumas</i>), and being a friend + of AULON'S ("all on," local joke), he envies those who can + smoke the green tobacco, and doesn't wonder that they go in for + Falernian (<i>classic metaphor for Cape wine</i>).</p> + + <p>I think that's pretty good for an old Etonian who could give + BALFOUR (the "Four" of the Fourth Party, a four-oar without a + steerer) a mile over any course of VIRGIL or OVID, and beat him + easily.</p> + + <h4>WHERE ARE WE NOW?</h4> + + <div class="figcenter" + style="width:100%;"> + <a href="images/003-2.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/003-2.png" + alt="The Fifth of November anticipated in Quite Mad-eira." /> + </a>The Fifth of November anticipated in Quite Mad-eira. + </div> + + <p><i>En route</i>, called on the Bey of Biscay. Found him in + amiable temper—not a bit rough. Lisbon delightful. + Chatsworth not in it with the smallest flower-and-kitchen + garden here. Dined at the "Brag"—short for Braganza. + Suddenly inspired—wrote drinking song:—</p> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p><i>Sancho Panza</i></p> + + <p>At Braganza,</p> + + <p class="i2">Quaffed no end of cup,</p> + + <p>But <i>Don Quixit</i></p> + + <p>Said "Don't mix it—</p> + + <p class="i2">Let us go and sup."</p> + </div> + </div> + + <p>Have composed my own music to this—call it my musical + cup-yright. Shan't publish it, for fear of pirates. No other + rates at sea, except pi-rates, and the rate we're now going + at—i.e., two knots an hour, and ties pay the dealer. + Hoorah! I enclose portrait of self after the above symposium, + carried round the town to the air of "<i>Please to + Remember</i>," &c. Too Novembery perhaps, but everything + too previous here, and it's summer even in winter, and winter's + nowhere, except in some other places. This is the + meteorological or illogical rule, the "<i>Summa Lex</i>." Look + at my bearers! These are heads of the people, eh? Carried round + town in triumph, and then back to the ship, which I <i>now</i> + look upon as my native place, or <i>the land of my + berth!</i></p> + + <h4>"ONCE MORE ABOARD THE LUGGER!"</h4> + + <div class="figright" + style="width:25%;"> + <a href="images/003-3.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/003-3.png" + alt="ONCE MORE ABOARD THE LUGGER!" /></a> + </div> + + <p>Here we are, off the Cape of Good Hope. HOPE, as you know, + was a worthy Admiral who discovered this place; he is mentioned + by the poet as having done so; you remember—</p> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>"Hope told a flattering tale;"</p> + </div> + </div> + + <p>but no one believed him. Wish BALFOUR, GORSTY, and WOLFFY + were here, and WOLFFY better than when I left him. First-rate + place to pick up health. Every morning I climb the + maintop-gallant, plunge into the ocean, and out again in the + blowing of a Bo'sen's whistle. I dive, grapple with fresh + lobster, bring him up by the tail, and before he knows where he + is, he is boiled and on my table, hot, for breakfast. Excellent + lobster! But how he changes colour at being caught and boiled! + Such a breakfast!</p> + + <h4>QUITE A TROPICAL SONG!</h4> + + <p>Something spicy at last. Rather! The "Umbrella-tree" + magnificent! Spreads out in wet weather, and folds up when it's + fine. Splendid specimen of the "Boot-tree" (<i>Arbor + tegumenpedis</i>), and the quaint "Blacking-Brush Plant," + which is its invariable companion. No time to spare, + however—off again to the <i>Grantully Castle</i>, with + pockets full of fruits of all kinds. Must take care not to sit + on them in boat. Lemon squash all very well, but a mixed fruit + squash in your tail-coat pocket not so + refreshing.</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page4" + id="page4"></a>[pg 4]</span> + + <h4>CAPERING.</h4> + + <p>There are 50,000 souls and as many bodies in Cape Town. Give + you my word, it's a fact. I may have omitted one or two, but + saw most of 'em through telescope before landing. There's an + old Town House and a Castle, and an Excellency for Governor; + Museum, Library, with Manuscripts badly illuminated before the + discovery of gas; and as good a glass of Port (called here + "Port Elizabeth," after Miss ELIZABETH MARTIN, who first took + to it, but didn't finish it, thank goodness!) as you'd wish to + get away from the Turf Club. The little boys toss for halfpence + in the street, which impressed me with the wonderful mineral + wealth of South Africa. Having nothing better to do, I joined + them, and won. I lectured them on incautious play, and they + said something in South-African, which the street Arabs here + speak to perfection, and which, I fancy, was both flattering + and apologetic. Called on CECIL, the Colossus of Rhodes, but he + was absent at the time. Fine place, the Cape. "Why," I asked + myself, "do our people go to Ramsgate, Southend, Herne Bay, and + even Scarborough, when there is such a splendid seaside place + as this to come to?" But no; because their people have done it + before them, so they'll go on doing; and, unlike yours, truly, + they <i>won't strike out a line of their own</i>. [N.B.—I + must beg the Editor, when he gets this, not to strike out any + line of mine, <i>as it's business</i>, and means + advertisement.]</p> + + <h4>THE ODD TREK.</h4> + + <div class="figleft" + style="width:50%;"> + <a href="images/004-1.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/004-1.png" + alt="Playing Poker" /></a> + </div> + + <p>Had a game of single-handed poker with one of the Trekkers, + and beat him hollow. Not at first, of course, out of + politeness; but at game No. 3 he was nowhere. Bless him, I knew + a "trek" worth any three of his. He wanted to go about with me + after this, but he became such a Boer (that's the origin of our + word at home signifying "nuisance") that I cut him, and his + pack of cards too. Just off to see the Dutch races. Shall pick + up a little coin over this. You'll excuse my not writing any + more this week, as I have to send a lot of stun to the <i>Daily + Graphic</i>, besides cramming and reading up for it far more + than ever I did at Oxford. However, the <i>jeu d'esprit</i> is + well worth the <i>chandelle</i>. You don't want much about + local politics—do you? If so, wire's the word, and I'm + there. Looking forward to see + <i>What-can-the-Matter-be-Land</i>, also SAM BEST, and other + old friends, with whose names, at least, the papers have + already made you familiar. Must be off now, as I've an + interview with the High Commissioner, who does all my business + for me at the native races. Obliged to give him twenty per + cent. on commission, and that, of course, is the reason why he + has earned the proud title of "High," which he now deservedly + enjoys. "How's that for High?" And the answer is, "Fifteen per + cent. on ordinary business, and twenty per cent. for a win." + Newmarket not in it with this place. So for the present, "Adoo, + adoo!" Mind you, I've got my eyes open, and this is my tip for + all the country out here, "White to win in a few moves," [to + which I shall soon be able to put you up], and "Black not to + win anyhow." Very hot out here; dry work, scribbling; but + luckily in the Orange Free State that delicious fruit can be + had for the asking. Tell GORSTY that, and WOLFFY can use the + information, if he likes, till I return. <i>Au revoir!</i> + Yours ever,</p> + + <div class="figright" + style="width:50%;"> + <a href="images/004-3.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/004-2.png" + alt="'Grandolph, the Explorer.' rendered in script." /> + </a> + </div><br clear="all" /> + <hr /> + + <p>QUEER QUERIES.—AUTHORSHIP.—I should be glad to + know the name of a Publisher of repute who would be likely to + purchase for £1000 a first-rate Sensational Novel? I have + only written one chapter so far, but I have the plot in my + head, and I think a really able and energetic Publisher would + be able to judge of the work from a small specimen. Which was + the Firm that gave GEORGE ELIOT £5000 for + <i>Middlemarch?</i> I should like to go to them.—NO + JUGGINS.</p> + <hr /> + + <h2>LEAVES FROM A CANDIDATE'S DIARY.</h2> + + <p><i>Billsbury, Tuesday, 3rd June.</i>—We had an immense + meeting here last night, just to keep the enthusiasm going. We + had done our best to got a Cabinet Minister to come down, but + they all had some excuse or other, and we had to content + ourselves with CARDEW, who, being an Undersecretary, is the + next best thing to the genuine Cabinet rose. VULLIAMY came too. + A most extraordinary chap that. Instead of being offended at + what I did with reference to his proposals for wholesale + illegality, he merely delivered his soul of what he called "a + gentle protest," and declared himself ready to do all he could + to help me to counteract the effects of my own obstinacy. There + was considerable difficulty, as there always is, in + apportioning the various speeches, so as not to leave any of + the important local chiefs out of the proceedings. First of all + TOLLAND, as Chairman, opened the proceedings. Then came a vote + of confidence in Her Majesty's Government, proposed by Colonel + CHORKLE, and seconded by VULLIAMY. To this CARDEW + responded.</p> + + <div class="figright" + style="width:20%;"> + <a href="images/004-3.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/004-3.png" + alt="Free and Independent Elector." /></a>Free and + Independent Elector. + </div> + + <p>Then MOFFAT proposed, and JERRAM seconded, a vote of + confidence in me, to which, of course, I responded. Old DICKY + DIKES proposed a vote of thanks to the Chairman. This was + seconded by BLISSOP, and after a few cordial words from + TOLLAND, the gathering broke up. On the whole, everything went + off extremely well. VULLIAMY'S speech was a masterpiece. He + said:—</p> + + <p>"I turn from the larger questions of public policy to the + private concerns of the borough of Billsbury. On previous + occasions I have had an opportunity of saying what I think of + your Candidate, Mr. PATTLE. I have known him for years. Ever + since I first met him, I have been more and more struck by the + extraordinary intelligent interest he takes in political + matters. His views are enlightened, his judgment is sound, and + his eloquence is of so high an order as to ensure to him a + brilliant success in the House he is destined to adorn. But + what chiefly commends him to my regard and to yours, is the + honourable uprightness of his character. The contest here will + be a fierce and determined one; but, thank heaven, with such a + Candidate as yours, it will be kept free from all personal + bitterness, and will be conducted in such a way that no breath + of suspicion will rest on the absolute and scrupulous legality + of everything that may be done. The conscience of the people + demands this of the candidates who may appeal to its suffrages, + and, speaking as an old man, I can only say that I rejoice to + see those who are yet young bearing themselves so honourably, + and maintaining the great traditions which have made of England + the greatest and proudest nation in the world, and have + advanced Billsbury to a position of glorious prosperity which + other towns strive in vain to approach."</p> + + <p>This from VULLIAMY was splendid, considering that if I had + followed his advice, I should have steeped myself in + illegality. But the cheers that greeted the speech were + deafening, the most enthusiastic coming from MOFFAT, BLISSOP, + and JERRAM, who had urged my compliance with VULLIAMY'S + suggestions.</p> + + <p><i>Wednesday, June 4th.</i>—The <i>Meteor</i> is + furious about our meeting yesterday. It says, in a + leader:—"Do these gentlemen suppose that the froth blown + by them over the addle-pates who cheered their speeches is + likely to shake sir THOMAS CHUBSON from the secure position in + which the affection of the Billsbury public has enthroned him? + We have nothing to say against Mr. PATTLE except this, that his + youth, combined with the ridiculous immaturity of his views, + absolutely disqualifies him for the responsible post to which + his foolish ambition aspires. Let him go back to the briefs, + which the vivid imagination of his supporters pictures as + crowding his table in the Temple. Let him join debating + societies, and learn how to speak in public; let him eat, + drink, and be merry in London; let him, in fact, do anything + except run the head which flattery has turned against the + sturdy stone of Billsbury Liberalism. We give him this advice + in no unfriendly spirit. Let him be wise in time, and take + it."</p> + + <p>The <i>Guardian</i> is of course jubilant. "Never," it says, + "has it been our lot to hear the magnificent principles of our + cause expounded with an eloquence so convincing. Mr. CARDEW + spoke, as he always does, with that sturdy good sense which has + not only made him a redoubtable foe in the House of Commons, + but has endeared his name to the masses of the English people. + Mr. VULLIAMY again showed himself a master of the great + questions of finance, and held his audience enthralled while he + contrasted the futile extravagance of Liberal Governments with + the wise, but generous economies, established by those who now + hold the reins of Government. Our popular and eloquent young + Candidate, Mr. PATTLE, showed himself not unworthy to take his + place side by side with the two great men we have mentioned + upon the Government benches. Rarely has any + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page5" + id="page5"></a>[pg 5]</span> meeting displayed greater + enthusiasm and unanimity. Our wretched opponents may well + hide their diminished heads. Another nail has been struck + into the coffin of the CHUBSONS, and the rest of the gang + whom the unfortunate apathy of the Conservatives, at the + last election, permitted to rise to high places in Billsbury + politics. They have earned their doom. <i>Sic semper + tyrannis!</i>"</p> + + <p>There's a curious paragraph in a little weekly sort of + Society rag published in Billsbury. It says:—"Mr. PATTLE + has prolonged his stay in Billsbury for some time. Can it + <i>all</i> be politics? I say nothing. But others have been + heard to whisper nothings which are sweet. What price bonnets?" + I suppose the idiot means to hint that there's something + between me and Miss PENFOLD? Hope MARY won't hear of this + rubbish.</p> + <hr /> + + <h2>MODERN TYPES.</h2> + + <p class="center">(<i>By Mr. Punch's Own Type Writer.</i>)</p> + + <h4>No. XXVI.—THE LADY SHOPKEEPER.</h4> + + <p>Ladies who, in order to correct the inequalities of fortune, + or to counteract a spendthrift husband, have betaken themselves + to the keeping of shops, form a large and rapidly-increasing + body. In times so ancient as to be scarcely within the memory + of a juvenile dowager, it was held by the high dry exponents of + aristocratic privilege that to touch trade, even when it + proffered a bag of money in a well-gloved hand, was to be + defiled beyond the restoring power of a Belgravian Duchess. To + be sure, even the highest and the driest of these censors + contrived to close an indulgent eye when a moneyless scion of + nobility sought to prop his tottering house by rebuilding it + upon a commercial foundation, and cementing it with the dower + of a "tradesman's" daughter. But if these blameless ones, whose + exclusive dust has long since been consigned to family vaults + with appropriate inscriptions, could have foreseen the dreadful + inroads of the trading spirit, if in a moment of prophetic + rapture they could have watched the painful decay of caste + which permits a lady to dabble in bonnets, to toy with the + making of fancy frames, to cut dresses almost like a + dressmaker, and, horror of horrors, to send in bills to her + customers, surely they would have refrained from the tomb in + order to stem the tide of advancing demoralisation. But they + are dead, and we who remain are left to deal as best we may + with the uncompromising spirit of the age.</p> + + <div class="figright" + style="width:30%;"> + <a href="images/005-1.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/005-1.png" + alt="Woman in profile" /></a> + </div> + + <p>It is absolutely essential to the proper production of a + Lady Shopkeeper that she should have been at one time both + affluent and socially distinguished. If to these qualities she + can add the supreme advantage of good looks and a modest + demeanour, her career is certain to be a prosperous and a rapid + one. If, finally, she has been mated to a husband who, having + long ago spent his own cash, contrives in a short time to run a + best on record through hers, if he is a good fellow of a sort, + with a capacity for making friends which is as large as his + generosity in staking money, she may be sure that no element + will be wanting to her success. It is of course unnecessary + that she should have served any apprenticeship to the trade + that she ultimately adopts. When, after some glittering seasons + of horses and footmen and brilliant parties, the crash comes + upon the little household, her friends will be called into + council. Some will recommend a retired life in a distant + suburb, where it is currently reported that £250 a year + may be made to play the part of £2,000 in the heart of + May Fair. Others will hint that governesses have been known, + after years of painful labour, to lay by a sufficiency for a + short old age; others, again, will dive into the storehouse of + their reminiscences, in order to produce for inspection the + well-known example of a colonel and his wife, who defied both + the fates and the rheumatism in the modest <i>pension</i> of a + Continental watering-place. All these suggestions, however, are + eventually put aside in favour of the advice that a shop should + be started, a <i>nom de commerce</i> adopted, and a circle of + friendly customers be acquired by discreet advertisement. After + these matters have been decided, but not till then, it becomes + necessary to determine to what special branch the talents of + the prospective Shopkeeper are to be devoted. At last even this + is accomplished, and in a few months more the world of fashion + may learn by private circular or public paragraph, that a new + competitor for its favours has been launched into commercial + activity under a sweetly symbolical name.</p> + + <p>After this everything depends upon the Lady herself. At + first everything will go swimmingly. Friends will rally round + her, and she may perhaps discover with a touching surprise that + the staunchest and truest are those of whom, in her days of + brilliant prosperity, she thought the least. But a + <i>succès d'estime</i> is soon exhausted. Unless she + conducts her business on purely business lines, delivers her + goods when they are wanted, and, for her own protection, sends + in her accounts as they fall due, and looks carefully after + their payment, her customers and her profits will fall away. + But if she attends strictly to business herself, or engages a + good business woman to assist her, and orders her affairs in + accordance with the dictates of a proper self-interest, she is + almost certain to do well, and to reap the reward of those who + face the world without flinching, and fight the battle of life + sturdily and with an honest purpose. Some painful moments may + fall to her lot. It may be that in a crowded assemblage of + wealth and fashion she may see one of her masterpieces in the + dress-making art, torn into shreds under the clumsy heel of a + Cabinet Minister, or a Duchess may speak unkindly in her + hearing of her latest devices in floral decoration. Or, some + brainless nincompoop may, in his ignorance of her profession, + cast aspersions on the general character and behaviour of all + who keep shops. And it may be that friends, after a prolonged + period of non-payment, will desert her, and speak ill of her + business. But she will be able to console herself for those and + similar bitternesses by the knowledge that on the whole the + world honours those who battle against ill-fortune without + complaint far above the needy crowd of spongers who strive to + batten without effort on the crumbs that fall from the tables + of the rich.</p> + <hr /> + + <h2>ROBERT ON THE HEMPERER'S VISIT TO THE CITY.</h2> + + <div class="figright" + style="width:20%;"> + <a href="images/005-2.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/005-2.png" + alt="Robert" /></a> + </div> + + <p>Well, we are jest a going for to have a fine time of it in + the old Citty, we are! On the werry tenth of next month, which + this year happens for to be Jewly, we are a going for to + receive to Lunshon, quite in a frendly way, the Hemperer and + the Hempress of all GERMANY, not forgitting Hellygoland which + we so kindly guv 'em larst year, and, in addishun, about twenty + other princes and princesses from differing forren parts, as + has all agreed for to cum at the same time to do 'em honour, + and as if that wasn't quite enuff for one day, the noble Prince + of WHALES, and the butiful Princess of WHALES, and all the + Royal Family, will be werry much "hall there" for to receeve + 'em and shew 'em praps the luvlyest site in Urope, wiz., the + butiful Gildhall made into a bower of roses, and covered with + reel dammarsk tablecloths from top to bottom, and them all + covered with such a fairy-like Lunshon as makes my pore old + mouth water ony jest to think upon! There's one thing as I'm + afraid as His Himperial Madjesty will be werry angry at, and + that is, as they ain't a going for to make him free of the + Citty, which is one of them grate honners as all the + celibryties of the World pines for. BROWN says it ain't + <i>commy fo</i>, as the French says, but BROWN don't know + everythink, tho' he is a trying his werry best to learn a few + German words in case the Hemperer asks him for sumthink to eat, + such as a little sour krowt. The best of the fun is that he + acshally spells sour, <i>sauer!</i> I ain't not a pertickler + good speller myself, but I reely shoud be artily ashamed of + sich a blunder as that.</p> + + <p>The pore Committee, as has to see to hewerythink, begins for + to look jest a little pail and worryed—and who can wunder + at it, for I'm told as they is amost torn to peaces with + applications for Tickets, tho they ony has two a-peace for + their friends, and won't have one for theirselves, but will + have to walk about all the time of the Lunch, with their long + sticks of office, to see as ewerybody xcept theirselves is nice + and cumferal, and got plenty to eat and drink. And, torking of + drink, jest reminds me of the tasting Committee, pore fellers! + who has got for to go to all the werry best Wine sellers in the + Citty, to taste all their werry best wines, and decide which, + of every kind and description, they shall select for their + himperial royal gests. Why it's amost enuff to give 'em all + hedakes for the rest of their nateral lives.</p> + + <p>I don't know of any further arrangements as is quite finally + settled, so praps I may have jest a few lines to add nex + week.</p> + + <p class="author">ROBERT.</p> + <hr /> + + <p>QUEER QUERIES.—A FIRST READING.—Would some + person kindly inform me of a good Recitation for a Smoking + Concert? I have been asked to recite "something telling" after + the annual banquet of a Club of local Licensed Victuallers. I + am thinking of the First Book of <i>Paradise Lost</i>. Or would + parts of <i>The Excursion</i> be more likely to create a + <i>furore</i>? I have never recited in public before, and feel + rather doubtful of my ability to "hold" the + Victuallers.—WILLING TO OBLIGE.</p> + <hr /> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page6" + id="page6"></a>[pg 6]</span> + + <div class="figcenter" + style="width:100%;"> + <a href="images/006.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/006.png" + alt="GENTLE SATIRE." /></a> + + <h3>GENTLE SATIRE.</h3>"I SAY, BILL, LOOK 'ERE! 'ERE'S A + OLD COVE OUT RECORD-BREAKING!" + </div> + <hr /> + + <h2>"THE DILEMMA."</h2> + + <p class="center">(<i>An old Irish Story newly + applied.</i>)</p> + + <blockquote> + <p class="note">["On which horn of the dilemma will the + Gladstonians elect to stand?"—<i>Mr. Chamberlain, in + his controversy with Sir W. Harcourt on the place of Home + Rule in the Gladstonian programme.</i>]</p> + </blockquote> + + <p class="center"><i>Faithful Unionist Sentry, + loquitur</i>:—</p> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Faith! yes, a dilemma, no doubt, is <i>the</i> + thing</p> + + <p class="i2">To stagger Big Bounce, in a fashion + Socratic.</p> + + <p>I fancy I know now to plant a sharp sting,</p> + + <p class="i2">The success of my bayonet-play is + emphatic.</p> + + <p>Remember a picture I once chanced to see,</p> + + <p class="i2">A Pompeian sentinel posed at a + portal,</p> + + <p>And "faithful to death" though fire threatened. + That's Me!</p> + + <p class="i2">As my country's defender, my fame is + immortal.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Yes, the Sentinel's <i>rôle</i> suits my style + passing well;</p> + + <p class="i2">The enemy won't find me napping or + nodding.</p> + + <p>But what I <i>most</i> like as I do sentry + spell,</p> + + <p class="i2">Is the fine opportunity offered + for—prodding!</p> + + <p>I watch like a lynx, as a sentry should do,</p> + + <p class="i2">With an eye like a hawk, and a smile + sweet as syrup;</p> + + <p>But when there's a chance for 'a + thrust—whirraroo!</p> + + <p class="i2">My bayonet-point is agog for a stir + up!</p> + + <p>JOE, the Sentry, you know, like <i>Joe Bagstock</i>, + is sly,</p> + + <p class="i2">Ay, "devilish sly,"—if I may speak + profanely.</p> + + <p>That swashbuckler H-RC-RT now, swaggering + there—why,</p> + + <p class="i2">The big burly Bobadil's acting + insanely.</p> + + <p>I <i>do</i> like to draw him. These ramparts are + mine,</p> + + <p class="i2">But because we're old comrades he cheeks + me. "Woa, EMMA!"</p> + + <p>As cads used to shout. I extremely incline</p> + + <p class="i2">To tickle him up with—a two-horned + Dilemma!</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p>"Well, WILLIAM, what cheer?" He is struggling out + there</p> + + <p class="i2">With a—Snark; 'tis a Boojum which + shortly may vanish.</p> + + <p>Like <i>Frankenstein's</i>, his is a Monster, I + fear,</p> + + <p class="i2">He would—did he dare—be + delighted to banish.</p> + + <p>That big "Home-Rule" Bogey, my Bobadil, seems</p> + + <p class="i2">A "handful" with which you are destined + to struggle,</p> + + <p>Which darkens your days as it haunts all your + dreams;</p> + + <p class="i2">Which you cannot get rid of by force or + by juggle.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p><i>You've got him, you say?</i> Well, then, bring + him along!</p> + + <p class="i2">Ha! ha! Says <i>"he can't!"</i> That's + exceedingly funny!</p> + + <p>It <i>is</i> very hard when your "captive"'s so + strong,</p> + + <p class="i2">He won't do your bidding for love or for + money.</p> + + <p>Like SAMSON he leads his DELILAH a dance.</p> + + <p class="i2">Like PAT'S prisoner—all know the + old Irish story—</p> + + <p>He won't give his captor a ghost of a chance.</p> + + <p class="i2">Such "prisoners" <i>do</i> mar their + conqueror's glory.</p> + </div> + + <div class="stanza"> + <p><i>"Well, leave him behind, then, and come on + alone!"</i>—</p> + + <p class="i2">Eh! "Captive won't <i>let</i> you?" + That's just what I told you!</p> + + <p>Your trophy, "Home Rule," has an incubus grown;</p> + + <p class="i2">He's got <i>you</i>, my friend, and, my + faith, he will <i>hold</i> you.</p> + + <p>'Tis PADDY'S Dilemma all over again,</p> + + <p class="i2">Only you're the true PAT. You can't take + it <i>or</i> leave it.</p> + + <p>Your triumph was futile, your struggles are + vain;</p> + + <p class="i2">Mine's the Sentinel's eye, and you cannot + deceive it.</p> + + <p class="center">[<i>Left chortling, but still "on + duty."</i></p> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + + <h3>"NOTHING SUCCEEDS LIKE"— SUCCESSION?</h3> + + <p class="center">"Supply—Army Estimates."</p> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>General FRASER—not a <i>phraser</i> + clearly—</p> + + <p>Military grumbling vents sincerely;</p> + + <p>House won't listen, and the cruel <i>Times</i></p> + + <p>Summarised his tale of woes and crimes,</p> + + <p>As—great CÆSAR!—"a few + observations."</p> + + <p>TANNER, always great on such occasions,</p> + + <p>Intimates that it is his impression</p> + + <p>Soldiers are "succeeding in succession"</p> + + <p>In the interest of more Expense.</p> + + <p>Well, "economists" make stir immense,</p> + + <p>But in spite of most Draconic manner,</p> + + <p>Hardly ever seem to <i>save</i>—a + "tanner."</p> + + <p>So that one is prone to think indeed,</p> + + <p>In succession they do + <i>not</i>—"succeed!"</p> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + + <p>"A LEGGE UP."—The new Bishop of LICHFIELD.</p> + <hr /> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page7" + id="page7"></a>[pg 7]</span> + + <div class="figcenter" + style="width:100%;"> + <a href="images/007.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/007.png" + alt="'THE DILEMMA.'" /></a> + + <h3>"THE DILEMMA."</h3>(<i>NEW ADAPTATION OF AN OLD IRISH + STORY</i>.) + + <p>H-RC-RT. "HILLO, JOE! I'VE GOT HIM!"</p> + + <p>CH-MB-RL-N. "ALL RIGHT; BRING HIM ALONG THEN!"</p> + + <p>H-RC-RT. "BUT HE <i>WON'T COME!</i>"</p> + + <p>CH-MB-RL-N. "THEN LEAVE HIM, AND COME AWAY!"</p> + + <p>H-RC-RT. "BUT <i>HE WON'T LET ME!!!</i>"</p> + </div> + <hr /> + <!--blank page8--> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page9" + id="page9"></a>[pg 9]</span> + + <h2>VOCES POPULI.</h2> + + <h3>DILATORY DINNERS.</h3> + + <p class="scene">SCENE—<i>The Grounds of a certain + Exhibition. On this particular evening, there has been a slight + hitch in the culinary arrangements, and the relations between + the Chef and the Waiters are apparently strained. Enter an + Egotistic Amphitryon, followed by a meek and youthful + Guest.</i></p> + + <p><i>The Egotistic Amphitryon</i> (<i>concluding an + harangue</i>). Well, all <i>I</i>'ve got to say is I've been + here half-an-hour—(<i>with a bitter sense of the anomaly + of the situation</i>)—waiting about for <i>You!!</i> + (<i>They seat themselves at one of the little tables under the + verandah.</i>) Oh, you're going to sit <i>that</i> side, are + you? It's all the same to me, except that there's a confounded + draught here which—well, you're young, and these things + don't affect you—or oughtn't to. (<i>They exchange + sides.</i>) We shall have to hurry our dinner now, if we mean + to hear anything of the music. That was the reason I expressly + told you seven sharp. Here, Waiter! (Waiter <i>presents a + carte, and stands by with a proud humility.</i>) Now, what are + you going to have? (<i>To</i> Guest.) You don't mind? I hate to + hear a man say he doesn't care what he eats—he + <i>ought</i> to care, he <i>must</i> care. What do you say to + this—"Potage Bisque d'écrivisses; Saumon Sauce + Hollandaise; Brimborions de veau farcis à + l'imprévu; Ducklings and green peas; New Potatoes; + Salad"? Simple and, ah, satisfying. (<i>To</i> Waiter.) Let us + have that as sharp as you can; do you hear?</p> + + <div class="figcenter" + style="width:50%;"> + <a href="images/009.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/009.png" + alt="Waiter and Diner" /></a> + </div> + + <p><i>Waiter</i>. Quick? Yes, I dell + zem. [<i>He hurries off.</i></p> + + <p><i>The E.A.</i> Hang the fellow, he's forgotten the wine! + (<i>To</i> Guest.) What will you drink?</p> + + <p><i>The Guest</i> (<i>thinks it will look greedy if he + suggests champagne</i>). Oh—er—whatever + <i>you're</i> going to drink.</p> + + <p><i>The E.A.</i> Well, I'm going to have a glass of champagne + myself. I want it after all this worry. But if you prefer beer + (<i>considerately</i>), say so. (<i>The</i> Guest, <i>in a + spirit of propitiation, prefers beer.</i>) Well, we could have + managed a bottle of Pommery between us, and it's never so good + to my mind in the pints—but please yourself, of + course.</p> + + <p class="bracket">[<i>The</i> Guest <i>feels that his + moderation has missed fire, but dares not retract; they sit in + silence for some time, without anything of importance + happening, except that a strange Waiter swoops down and carries + away their bread-basket.</i></p> + + <p><i>A Meek Man</i> (<i>at an adjoining table, who, probably + for family reasons, is entertaining his Sister-in-law, a lady + with an aquiline nose and remarkably thick eyebrows.</i>) You + know, HORATIA, I call this sort of thing very jolly, having + dinner like this in the fresh air, eh? [<i>He + rubs his hands under the table.</i></p> + + <p><i>Horatia</i> (<i>acidly</i>). It may be so, AUGUSTUS, when + we <i>do</i> have it. At present we have been sitting here + fifteen minutes, and had nothing but fresh air and small flies, + and, as I don't pretend to be a Chameleon myself, why— + [<i>She fans herself vigorously.</i></p> + + <p><i>Augustus</i>. Well, you know, my dear, we were warned + that the trout <i>en papillotes</i> might take some little + time. I suppose (<i>with mild Jocularity</i>)—it's a + fashionable fish—wants to come in with a "little head + sunning over with curls," as the poet says.</p> + + <p><i>Horatia</i>. Please don't make jokes of that + sort—unless you wish to destroy the little appetite I + have left!</p> + + <p><i>Augustus</i> (<i>penitently</i>). Never mind—I + won't do it again. Here 's our Waiter at last. <i>Now</i> we're + all right!</p> + + <p class="bracket">[<i>The</i> Waiter <i>puts a dish down upon + another table, and advances with the air of a family friend who + brings bad tidings.</i></p> + + <p><i>Horatia</i>. Will you kindly let us have that trout at + once?</p> + + <p><i>The Waiter</i> (<i>bending down to</i> AUGUSTUS <i>with + pity and sympathy</i>). Fery sôry to dell you, esbecially + after keebin you so long vaiting, bot (<i>thinks how he can + break it most gently</i>) ve haf zo many beople hier to-day, + and zey haf shust dold me in ze gitchen zere is no more drout. + Zis hote vedder ze drout, he vill nod stay!</p> + + <p><i>Augustus</i> (<i>mildly</i>). No, of course + not—well, let me see, now, what can you—?</p> + + <p><i>The E.A.</i> Here, you Kellner, come here, can't you? + What the—</p> + + <p><i>Waiter</i> (<i>to</i> AUGUSTUS). Von minute. I gom back + bresently. (<i>To</i> E.A.) You vant your pill, Sir, yes?</p> + + <p><i>The E.A.</i> (<i>exploding</i>). My bill! Confound it! I + want something to eat first. When is that Bisque coming?</p> + + <p><i>Waiter</i>. Ach, peg your bardon, ve haf peen so pusy all + day. Your Bisque vill pe retty diregly. I go to vetch him. + [<i>He goes.</i></p> + + <p><i>Horatia</i>. Now we're farther off from getting any food + than ever! I suppose you mean to do <i>something</i>, + AUGUSTUS?</p> + + <p><i>Augustus</i>. Of course—certainly. I shall speak + very strongly. (<i>Bleating</i>.) Waiter!</p> + + <p><i>Horatia</i> (<i>with scorn</i>). <i>Do</i> you imagine + they will pay the least attention to a noise like a sixpenny + toy? Lot them see you <i>insist</i> upon being obeyed.</p> + + <p><i>Augustus</i>. I am—I mean, I will—I am very + much annoyed. (<i>Fiercely</i>.) Wa-ai-ter!</p> + + <p><i>A Stern Waiter</i> (<i>appearing suddenly</i>.) You vant + somsing, Sir?</p> + + <p><i>Augustus</i> (<i>apologetically</i>). Yes; we + should—er—like something to + eat—anything—so long as you can bring it at once, + if you don't mind. "We—this Lady is rather in a hurry, + and we've waited some little time already, you see.</p> + + <p><i>The Waiter</i>. Peg your bardon, zis is nod my daple. I + send your Vaiter. [<i>He vanishes.</i></p> + + <p><i>The E.A</i>. Scandalous! over twenty minutes we've been + here! Ha! at last! (<i>A</i> Waiter <i>appears with a tureen, + which he uncovers.</i>) Here, what do you call <i>this?</i></p> + + <p><i>Waiter</i>. Groûte au Bot—you order him, yes? + No? I dake him away!</p> + + <p>[<i>He whisks it away, to the chagrin of</i> Guest, <i>who + thought it smelt nice.</i></p> + + <p>The E.A. I ordered Bisque—where is it? and I want some + wine, too—a pint of Pommery '84, and a small lager. If + they're not here very soon, I'll—</p> + + <p><i>The Guest</i> (<i>trying to make the best of things</i>). + Nothing for it but patience, I suppose.</p> + + <p><i>The E.A.</i> (<i>with intention</i>). I had very little + of <i>that</i> left before I sat down, I can tell you!</p> + + <p><i>A Sarcastic and Solitary Diner.</i> Waiter, could you + spare me one moment of your valuable time? (<i>The</i> Waiter + <i>halts irresolutely.</i>) It is so long since I had the + pleasure of speaking to you, that you may possibly have + forgotten that about three-quarters of an hour ago I ventured + to express a preference for an Entrecôte aux pommes de + terre with a half-bottle of Beaune. Could you give me any idea + how much longer those rare dainties may take in preparing, and + in the meantime enable me to support the pangs of starvation by + procuring me the favour of a penny roll, if I am not + trespassing too much upon your good-nature?</p> + + <p class="bracket">[<i>The</i> Waiter, <i>in a state of extreme + mystification and alarm, departs to inform the</i> Manager.</p> + + <p><i>The E.A.'s Waiter</i> (<i>reappearing with a small plated + bowl, champagne bottle and glass of lager.</i>) I regred fery + moch to haf to dell you zat zere is only shust enough Bisque + for von berson. [<i>He bows with well-bred + concern.</i></p> + + <p><i>The E.A</i>. Confound it all! (<i>To</i> Guest.) Here, + <i>you'd</i> better take this, now it's here. Afraid of it, eh? + Well, Bisque <i>is</i> apt to disagree with some people. + (<i>To</i> Waiter.) Give it to me, and bring this gentleman + some gravy soup, or whatever else you have ready. (<i>He busies + himself with his Bisque, while the</i> Guest, <i>in pure + absence of mind, drinks the champagne with which the</i> Waiter + <i>has filled his glass.</i>) Here, what are you doing? + <i>I</i> didn't order lager. (<i>Perceives the mistake</i>.) + Oh, you've changed your mind, have you? (<i>To</i> Guest.) All + right, of course, only it's a pity you couldn't say so at once. + (<i>To</i> W.) Another pint of Pommery, and take this lager + stuff away. (<i>Exit</i> W.; <i>the unfortunate</i> Guest, + <i>in attempting to pass the bottle, contrives to decant it + into his host's soup.</i>) Hullo, what + the—there—(<i>controlling himself</i>). You might + have left me the <i>soup</i>, at all events! + Well—well—it's no use saying any more about it. I + suppose I shall get something to eat some day.</p> + + <p class="bracket">[<i>General tumult from several tables; + appeals to the</i> Waiters, <i>who lose their heads and upbraid + one another in their own tongue</i>; HORATIA <i>threatens + bitterly to go in search of buns and lemonade at a Refreshment + Bar. Sudden and timely appearance of energetic Manager; + explanations, apologies, promises. Magic and instantaneous + production of everybody's dinner. Appetite and anger appeased, + as Scene closes in.</i></p> + + <p>N.B.—<i>Mr. Punch</i> wishes it to be understood that + the above sketch is not intended as a reflection upon any of + the deservedly popular restaurants existing at present in + either exhibition.</p> + <hr /> + + <p>LEGAL AND MILITARY.—"Ancient Lights."—Retired + Lancers.</p> + <hr /> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page10" + id="page10"></a>[pg 10]</span> + + <div class="figcenter" + style="width:100%;"> + <a href="images/010.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/010.png" + alt="PARLIAMENTARY NIGHT-BIRDS." /></a> + + <h3>PARLIAMENTARY NIGHT-BIRDS.</h3> + </div> + <hr /> + <span class="pagenum"><a name="page11" + id="page11"></a>[pg 11]</span> + + <h3>MEDICINAL MUSIC.</h3> + + <p class="center">(<i>A Growl from a "Quiet Street."</i>)</p> + + <blockquote> + <p class="note">["There is a disposition just now to revive + discussion upon a very old subject, namely the curative + influence of Music in cases of mental and bodily + disease."—<i>Daily Telegraph</i>.]</p> + </blockquote> + + <div class="poem"> + <div class="stanza"> + <p>Curative Music? Just as well expect</p> + + <p class="i2">An Influenza-cure from Demogorgon!</p> + + <p>Some dolts there be, no doubt, who would detect</p> + + <p class="i2">Anodyne influence in a barrel-organ;</p> + + <p>A febrifuge in a flat German Band,</p> + + <p class="i2">A prophylactic in a street-piano!</p> + + <p>Some quackery a man <i>can</i> understand,</p> + + <p class="i2">But Music I'll <i>not</i> take, even + <i>cum grano</i>.</p> + + <p>I don't believe what classic noodles say,</p> + + <p class="i2">That Music stopped the hæmorrhage + of ULYSSES;</p> + + <p>That CATO'S stiffened joints attained free play</p> + + <p class="i2">From harmony of sounds. Such "rot" sense + hisses.</p> + + <p>I'd just as soon believe the Theban walls</p> + + <p class="i2">Were twangled into place by young + Amphion.</p> + + <p>Bah! Minds made sane by Music's scrapes and + squalls?</p> + + <p class="i2">Not <i>mine</i>, though the lyre-thrumber + were Arion.</p> + + <p>Drums, trumpets, fiddles, organs—<i>all</i> + are bad.</p> + + <p class="i2">And vocal fireworks are far worse than + vanity.</p> + + <p>Stop, though! <i>I</i>'m sane, and they just drive + me mad;</p> + + <p class="i2">So Music <i>may</i> drive <i>idiots</i> + into sanity!</p> + </div> + </div> + <hr /> + + <div class="figcenter" + style="width:70%;"> + <a href="images/011-1.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/011-1.png" + alt="AT A SMOKING CONCERT." /></a> + + <h3>AT A SMOKING CONCERT.</h3> + + <p><i>Distinguished Amateur</i> (<i>with good Method but + small Voice, suddenly jumping up from Piano</i>). "LOOK + HERE, ALGY. I DO CALL IT BEASTLY BAD FORM FOR YOU AND SIKES + TO TALK WHEN I'M SINGING!"</p> + + <p><i>Algy</i>. "ALL RIGHT, OLD MAN—AWFULLY + SORRY—DIDN'T KNOW YOU <i>WERE</i> SINGING, YOU + KNOW!"</p> + </div> + <hr /> + + <h2>ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT.</h2> + + <h4>EXTRACTED FROM THE DIARY OF TOBY, M.P.</h4> + + <p><i>House of Commons, Tuesday, June 23</i>, 12'15 + A.M.—House just adjourned; a little dazed by shock of + narrow escape from grievous danger. Been at it through greater + part of night debating Second Reading of Education Bill. JULIUS + 'ANNIBAL PICTON led off with speech of fiery eloquence. The + SQUIRE of MALWOOD declares he never listens to J.A.P. without + an odd feeling that there have been misfits. Both his voice and + his gestures are, he says, too large for him. But that, as + ALGERNON BORTHWICK shrewdly points out, is professional + jealousy supervening on the arrogance of excessive stature. The + SQUIRE, though not lacking in moods of generosity, cannot abear + a rival in the oratorical field. Had things turned out + differently to-night, he might have enjoyed the advantage of + addressing House at this favourable hour, whilst its withers + were yet unwrung.</p> + + <div class="figleft" + style="width:15%;"> + <a href="images/011-2.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/011-2.png" + alt="Sir Algernon." /></a>Sir Algernon. + </div> + + <p>But JULIUS 'ANNIBAL has not studied his great ancestor's + strategy for nothing. As soon as Second Reading of Education + Bill appeared on the paper, he romped in, and put down + Amendment. Needn't move it; didn't mean to move it; doesn't + move it; but he gets first place in principal Debate of + Session, and shows himself worthy of it by the luminous + argument and almost passionate eloquence of his oration.</p> + + <p>It wasn't that the House was disturbed about. The particular + incident arose a quarter of an hour before midnight, when + CRANBORNE suddenly got up and moved Adjournment of Debate. J.A. + had bowled him and others over in the earlier part of the + Sitting; but there was a second night, and the HOPE of HATFIELD + determined he would collar that. Had the Motion for Adjournment + been accepted, he would, in accordance with usage, have opened + the ball when the House met again once more, fresh, and in the + mood to listen. But JOKIM objected to losing the quarter of an + hour.</p> + + <p>"We can," he said, pleasantly, "bear another speech."</p> + + <p>All right; CRANBORNE only a private Member, and modest + withal; not the person to argue with his pastors and masters. + So resumed his seat. If they wanted to use up the time, let + some one else speak through the quarter of an hour. Had things + been so left, the listening Senate and the waiting world would + never have heard CRANBORNE in this Debate. As the SPEAKER + gently pointed out to him, having moved the Amendment he had + exhausted his privilege of speaking. He might sustain his + thesis at any length, or, being on his legs, might continue the + Debate without insisting on his Motion for the Adjournment. But + he must speak now, or for ever hold his tongue as far as the + Debate was concerned. This was awkward; but no help for it; so + CRANBORNE plunged in and talked up to midnight, when the Debate + stood adjourned.</p> + + <p><i>Business done</i>.—Second Reading of Education Bill + moved.</p> + + <p><i>Tuesday</i>.—Another night with Education Bill. + Position rather peculiar; everyone, or nearly everyone, in + state of frantic adulation of the measure; and yet everyone + passing the cradle in which the infant slumbers gives it a sly + pinch. Here and there a Ministerialist gets up and honestly + denounces a Bill embodying principle which Conservatives been + led for generations to denounce. BARTLEY last night made + capital speech in this sense. To-night LAWRENCE bluntly + declares his regret that good Tories should be asked to support + principles which they, under their present Leaders, violently + opposed at General Election of 1885. ADDISON blandly and + persuasively attempts to stem this growing torrent of + discontent. "The change of opinion on this side of the House," + he said, hitching on one side an imaginary wig, clutching at an + imperceptible gown, and turning over the pages of an impalpable + brief, "is owing to the fact that circumstances and times have + altered. It is the duty of statesmen,"—and here ADDISON, + like another Fat Boy known to history, wisibly + swelled,—"to adapt themselves to the necessities of the + case."</p> + + <p>JENNINGS, speaking from the Bench immediately behind + ADDISON, had no patience with this kind of argument. "Six years + I've sat in this House, Mr. SPEAKER," he said, "and during that + time have seen measures which we Conservatives have been + encouraged, almost instructed, to denounce, cordially received + by our Leaders and passed into law. For my part, I cannot + flourish on this diet of broken pledges. One might eat of it + now and then, but when continually invited to the same dish, it + becomes a little + monotonous."</p><span class="pagenum"><a name="page12" + id="page12"></a>[pg 12]</span> + + <p>OLD MORALITY happily out of the way of hearing all this. + Gone off, and wisely left no address. People walking along + Downing Street, find written over the door at the Treasury, + "Back in Ten Minutes." That's all; neither date nor hour + specified. Ten minutes roll on, and OLD MORALITY comes not. But + he sometimes communicates with his most intimate friends. Have + this morning a note from him.</p> + + <p>"I send these few lines," he writes, "hoping they will find + you well as they leave me at present. Talking about lines, mine + have fallen in pleasanter places than yours, or JOKIM'S chance + to be just now. Some people are inclined to deny me the faculty + of humour. But I think the merry-go-rounder of leaving JOKIM in + charge of the Free Education Bill is pretty well for a + beginner. Everything must have a commencement. Now I've started + I may in time become a regular JOSEPH MILLER. Excuse my not + mentioning my present address, and be sure that wherever I am, + I am animated solely by desire to do my duty to Queen and + Country, and to meet the convenience of Hon. Gentlemen in + whatever part of the House they may sit. If you want to write + to me, address 'Mr. SMITH, England.' I have reason to believe + that so perfect is the machinery of the Post Office under the + direction of my Right Hon. friend, that the missive thus + directed will not fail to reach its destination."</p> + + <p><i>Business done</i>.—On Second Reading of Education + Bill.</p> + + <p><i>Thursday</i>.—An old acquaintance looked in at + Lobby to-night. When he was here, we used to call him LONG + LAWRENCE. Now he is one of Her MAJESTY'S Judges, and we must + behave to him as such.</p> + + <p>"How're you getting on here, TOBY?" he said, just as + friendly as if he were still at the Bar.</p> + + <p>"As your Ludship pleases," I replied, too old a + Parliamentary Hand to be inveigled into familiarity by his + unassuming manner.</p> + + <p>Fact is, as, on his further entreaty, I proceeded to explain + to the learned Judge, we are getting on very well indeed. Truce + been called in party conflict, and is strictly observed. Mr. G. + is absent on sick leave—not keeping out of the way of + Education Bill, as some will have it. OLD MORALITY back + to-night; came down in a penny 'bus, in final effort to elude + discovery of his place of recent retreat. PARNELL also absent; + news comes to-night that his business is matrimonial; graphic + accounts current of his expedition "in a one-horse vehicle" + from Brighton to Steyning.</p> + + <p>"If," says his Ludship, fresh from a Criminal Court, "he had + been committing, a burglary, and was getting off with the loot + in the one-horse O'Shay, he could not have taken fuller + precautions to evade pursuit."</p> + + <div class="figleft" + style="width:20%;"> + <a href="images/012-1.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/012-1.png" + alt="Long Lawrence." /></a>Long Lawrence. + </div> + + <p>At first some doubt as to truth of story. Been rumoured + often before. Then comes, in special edition of evening paper, + the detail: "The ceremony being concluded, Mr. and Mrs. PARNELL + drove away in the direction of Bramber, Mrs. PARNELL taking the + whip and reins."</p> + + <p>"Ah!" said DICK POWER, "that's KITTY, and no mistake. She + always takes the whip and reins. Bet you three to one the + trick's done."</p> + + <p>SQUIRE of MALWOOD faithful at his post, but he, too, + observant of the Truce. Everyone tired to death of dullest + Session ever lived through, and chiefly anxious to bring it to + an end.</p> + + <p><i>Business done</i>.—In Committee of Supply.</p> + + <p><i>Friday</i>.—In Lords to-night, Irish Land Purchase + Bill read Second Time, after series of essays delivered by half + dozen Peers. Point of honour not to take less than one hour in + delivery. DERBY brought down his contribution nicely written + out on quarter sheets. Whilst ASHBOURNE declaiming, DERBY + seized opportunity to read his speech over to himself. This all + very well if he had strictly carried out intention, but, when + he grew so interested in it as to mumble passages in an audible + voice, situation grew embarrassing. At last KIMBERLEY, who sat + near, gently nudged him. "One at a time, my dear DERBY," he + whispered. "We know you're accustomed to dual action. DARBY and + JOAN, you know; but won't do here."</p> + + <p>DERBY blushed, and thrust manuscript in pocket till his turn + came, when he had the pleasure of reading it aloud.</p> + + <p><i>Business done</i>.—Irish Land Bill through Lords; + Public Health Bill in Commons.</p> + <hr /> + + <h3>MISS NOMER.</h3> + <div class="figright" + style="width:40%;"> + <a href="images/012-2.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/012-2.png" + alt="Tree in <i>Hamlet</i>." /></a>Tree in + <i>Hamlet</i>. + </div> + + <p>Now why was <i>The Dancing Girl</i> ever called <i>The + Dancing Girl</i> at all? As a matter of fact she never did + dance, and from last week's advertisements we find that she has + been "running" ever since her first appearance. Now she's off + for another run in the provinces, and then back again. Quite a + theatrical illustration of the sporting term "running in and + out." And when Mr. BEERBOHM TREE is in the provinces he is to + appear as the <i>Prince of Denmark</i>.</p> + <br clear="all" /> + <hr /> + + <h3>THE PURCHASE-OFFICERS' GUIDE TO THE ARMY.</h3> + + <p>(<i>Arranged in Question and Answer Form.</i>)</p> + + <p><i>Question</i>. I may take it that the backbone of the + British Army (especially in the time of peace) are those + commissioned warriors who obtained admission to the Service by + paying for their footing?</p> + + <p><i>Answer</i>. Indeed you may.</p> + + <p><i>Q.</i> And, at the time when these warriors were + admitted, I fancy the scientific branches of the Force (the + "Gunners" and the "Sappers") were rather looked down upon than + otherwise?</p> + + <p><i>A.</i> Certainly, for you see they obtained their + Commissions by brains, and not through money-bags.</p> + + <p><i>Q.</i> And now you have to complain that the Generals' + Establishment has been reduced from 275 to 68?</p> + + <p><i>A.</i> A scandal and a shame! For this means that only a + certain number of us can hope to wear sashes round the waist, + instead of hanging down from the left shoulder.</p> + + <p><i>Q.</i> Does not promotion by selection, instead of + seniority, cause you also considerable loss?</p> + + <p><i>A.</i> Unquestionably. The Purchase Officer had a right + to suppose that once gazetted he would go up to the top of the + tree, always supposing he was able to pay his way like an + officer and a gentleman.</p> + + <p><i>Q.</i> Is it not also sad that Officers who accept + half-pay should be called upon to serve in the Auxiliary + Forces?</p> + + <p><i>A.</i> Not only sad, but confoundedly undignified.</p> + + <p><i>Q.</i> And do you not object to your condition + generally?</p> + + <p><i>A.</i> Yes, certainly. And let me tell you the subject is + <i>the</i> burning one of the hour!</p> + + <p><i>Q.</i> And what do you think of other matters affecting + the welfare of the Army?</p> + + <p><i>A</i>. That they are merely details that can safely wait + indefinitely the consideration of the Authorities!</p> + <hr /> + + <h3>THE "WHETHER" AND THE PARKS.</h3> + + <p>To ask The RANGER and the Right Honourable Mr. PLUNKET, or + "<i>Plunketto</i>," as the name appears in the opera of + <i>Marta</i>—</p> + + <p><i>Whether</i> there cannot be some improvement made in that + Despondent Slough known as Rotten Row?</p> + + <div class="figleft" + style="width:25%;"> + <a href="images/012-3.png"><img width="100%" + src="images/012-3.png" + alt="" /></a> + </div> + + <p><i>Whether</i> Kensington Gardens, now sacred to + nursery-maids and their charges, and a few loungers, couldn't + be opened up with one or two good rides right across, and a few + intersecting bridle-paths, after the fashion of the Bois de + Boulogne, and thus relieve the monotony of the Row, which is + getting more and more Rotten after every shower, and more and + more crowded every summer?</p> + + <p><i>Whether</i>, as every equestrian is rightly complaining, + something cannot be done in time for the season of + 1892?</p><br clear="all" /> + <hr class="full" /> + + <div class="figleft" + style="margin-bottom:8em"> + <img src="images/pointer.png" + alt="pointer" /> + </div> + + <p>NOTICE.—Rejected Communications or Contributions, + whether MS., Printed Matter, Drawings, or Pictures of any + description, will in no case be returned, not even when + accompanied by a Stamped and Addressed Envelope, Cover, or + Wrapper. 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