_Punch's_ generous anticipations, in part illusory, were mingled with wrath against militant Sabbatarians, over-zealous for the souls of their fellow-creatures. A deputation, headed by the Archbishop of Canterbury, the Bishops of London and Winchester, and the Earl of Shaftesbury, lost no time in waiting on Lord Derby, in order to urge upon the Prime Minister "the expediency of adopting measures to prevent the Crystal Palace, or its grounds, being opened to the public on Sundays." _Punch_ is bitterly sarcastic against this condescending solicitude on the part of peers and prelates for the spiritual welfare of the vulgar cockneys, snips, snobs, mechanics, shopmen, and their womenkind; creatures that not only consume tea and shrimps, periwinkles, and ginger-beer, but also smoke pipes and penny Pickwicks! The people must feel flattered that they are thus, sympathized with by the superior classes; only perhaps they would rather the sympathy were shown otherwise than by excluding them from pure air and enjoyment--in great tenderness for their immortal part, but with small consideration for their perishable lungs. But the attack was not solely based on religious grounds. The _Morning Herald_ scented revolution in the proposal, and _Punch_ was moved to address an ironical warning to the Home Secretary:-- A word in your ear, Mr. Walpole. There is treason, hydra-headed treason hatching. Now, we are not joking. Were we inclined to be droll, we would not cast our jokes before certain Home Secretaries. Hush! This way. In a corner, if you please. Do you ever see the _Morning Herald_? We thought so. Somehow, you look as if you did. Still, we have brought a copy. Here it is. A leader on the treasonous atrocities contemplated by the traitorous projectors of the Crystal Palace in Penge Park! We will read you--when we can get a good mouthful of breath--a few of the lines: the dreadful lines. You see, the Palace is to be open on Sundays after one o'clock. In that fact the _Herald_ sees revolution, anarchy, and perhaps--a future republic with John Cromwell Bright in Buckingham Palace! Listen: "'Go to mass on the Sabbath morning' is the Church of Rome's command; 'then go to the park, the ball, or the theatre.' That is the Sabbath of Paris, of Munich, of Vienna, and, we are sorry to say, of Berlin also. And, as _one natural result_, a single month, in 1848, saw the Sovereigns of Paris, of Vienna, of Munich, and of Berlin _fugitives before their rebellious subjects_. The people of England remained untouched by this sudden madness; they were loyal to their Queen, _because_ they feared their God!"