Caricatures and cartoons -- Great Britain; English wit and humor; English wit and humor, Pictorial
'Twas thine, poor Tom! in life's decline,
In sad reverse and want to pine;
Till Pity came, with angel-pow'r,
To soothe thee at thy latest hour.[10]
(Pity! on earth a heavenly guest,
And sweetest in a queenly breast.)
But rest thee well! nor let us grieve
Thou hadst no hoarded bags to leave;
One legacy of thine shall yet
Be valued more--thy CABINET.
J. A. WILLIAMS.
It is the fate of one author to be overlooked by the Great, and of
another to be overlooked by the Little. But we very much question,
whether any author, be he poet or pamphleteer, occupying what is
technically called a two-pair front, was ever subjected, whether sitting
down to dinner or getting into bed, to the inconvenience of being
Overlooked by the Great, after the fashion portrayed in the margin
hereof. Now this we really take to be
THE HEIGHT OF IMPUDENCE!
Impudence has many degrees. When a stranger in a coffee-room politely
requests to be allowed just to glance for one instant only at the
newspaper you are reading, merely to look at an advertisement, and then,
ordering candles into the next box, coolly sits down to read through the
parliamentary debate--when a friend borrows your horse, to lend to a
friend of his whom he would not trust with his own--a certain degree of
impudence has unquestionably been attained. There is impudence in looking
through a keyhole, in peeping over the parlour-blinds, in spying into the
first-floor from the window "over the way;" but surely the highest stage
of impudence is reserved for the man who stops as he strolls along at
night, to look into your bed-room window, on the second floor--tapping
at it probably with a request to be permitted to light his cigar at your
candle, as the gas-light has gone out.
[Illustration]
FOOTNOTE:
[Footnote 10: A few months before Mr. Dibdin's decease, and at the
intercession of some friends, he received 100 _l._ out of the Queen's
Bounty Fund. But he has left a widow and young family, for whom no
provision whatever has been made.]
AN APPARENT CASE OF DETERMINED SUICIDE.
[Illustration]
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