Mr. Punch's History of Modern England, Vol. 3 (of 4).—1874-1892Graves, Charles L. (Charles Larcom)
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Mr. Punch's History of Modern England, Vol. 3 (of 4).—1874-1892
Graves, Charles L. (Charles Larcom)
Great Britain -- History -- Victoria, 1837-1901 -- Humor
There is a motto which every Peer is supposed to adopt as a rule of
life--"_noblesse oblige_." It is presumed that every bearer of a
hereditary title, carrying with it a right to receive numberless Blue
Books published at the expense of the Public, is willing, in virtue
of his position, to please everyone. Now it gratifies the community
at large to hear a Peer talking in public, and, as some Peers cannot
talk in public, it may be as well to give the specimen of the sort
of speech which would cause unlimited satisfaction in all quarters
but the highest. Of course, the imaginary speaker is a myth--a
foolish but frank Lord, with the courage of his opinions. Should
such a person, however, be found, there would be no doubt about his
popularity--again, in certain circles. It must be remembered that, as
the speaker would be a Peer addressing Commoners, all his Lordship's
remarks would be received with the deepest approval.
[Sidenote: "_Noblesse Oblige_!"]
[Illustration: FLOWERS OF MODERN SPEECH AND SENTIMENT
OUR GALLANT COLONEL: "And where and how have _you_ spent the
Summer, Miss Golightly?"
MISS GOLIGHTLY: "Oh, I sat in a punt with my favourite man--a
quite too _delicious_ man!"]
Noble Orator (rising at the right of the Chairman).
Gentlemen--(enthusiastic applause)--I am sure I must thank you
for the honour you have conferred upon me. ("No, no!") Yes, it
is an honour, because I believe I am verily the most uneducated
dolt in all this brilliant assembly. (Cheers.) I am, indeed: and,
although a great many of my peers--perhaps the majority--are highly
respectable, still in my class you will discover many who resemble me
in nearly every particular. (Applause.) As a lad I refused to learn
anything, and could scarcely spell my name--certainly it was a long
one--at fifteen. (Great cheering.) I was a dunce at school, and a
cad at the University. (Frantic enthusiasm.) It is my great pride
to remember that at this latter seat of learning I had the honour
to burn half the College library, and to screw up the door to my
tutor's apartments. (Roars of laughter.) But from this you must not
imagine that I am fond of squandering. On the contrary, I audit my
own butcher's book, and superintend the store-cupboard of my Lady's
housekeeper. (Cheers.) I never go by a cab when I can take an omnibus,
and if asked for a shilling by a genuinely starving beggar, would,
after mature consideration, advance him a halfpenny on account,
chargeable on approved security. (Cheers.) And yet I am very rich,
enormously rich. (Renewed applause.) Many of the slums of the greatest
city in the world belong to me. (Cheers.) And although slums are not
pretty to look at or live in, they are good ones to pay. (Shouts of
enthusiasm.) From this slight confession you may imagine that I am
ignorant, vicious, mean, and grasping. (Prolonged cheering.) Well, I
am all these, and more, for I am an ass into the bargain.
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