Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 105 December 9, 1893Various
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 105 December 9, 1893
Various
English wit and humor -- Periodicals
Dear little maid, who in the Circle train
Sat so demurely, daintily arrayed
In sweet old-fashioned garment of delane--
Dear little maid.
Your merry smile, your laugh all unafraid
Made me forget the daily stress and strain.
To earth your childish prattle quickly laid
The phantoms that to middle age bring pain,
And life seemed more attractive, not so staid.
Oh! some day soon ride with me once again,
Dear little maid.
* * * * *
"HOW ARE YOU OFF FOR ----?"--Messrs. A. and F. P-RS, a name which
rhymes to the first and final word of the line, "Tears, idle Tears"
(by the way, what a delightful song for a Radical to sing, "_Peers,
idle Peers_!"), write to _Mr. Punch_, informing him of the supreme
excellence of the P-RS' Christmas Number, asking him to notice it, as
he probably would do, in his pages, and adding that "_it is already
out of print_." Then what is the use of drawing attention to it? Of
course, if being out of print makes it the more valuable, then lucky
are the possessors of original specimens, and well indeed are they off
for the material for which the Upper House or House of P-RS is famed.
* * * * *
THE SILK INDUSTRY (_not from the Board of Trade Returns_).--Mr. J.
F. LEESE, Q.C., M.P., appointed Recorder of Manchester. _Mr. Punch_
wishes this capital cricketer a long innings, and may Manchester have
a LEESE that will run for any number of years without expiring.
* * * * *
A CHANCE FOR THE BRIEFLESS.
DEAR MR. PUNCH,--I am a briefless barrister, and I wish to throw
myself upon your generosity by asking you to allow me to make a
suggestion which will be of great public interest, and incidentally
help me to make my fortune. All London to-day is placarded with a
thrilling picture of the Law-Court Scene in _A Woman's Revenge_. My
suggestion is--Why not have _real_ barristers? The theatre to-day is
nothing if not realistic. Drury Lane has its race-horses, Ibsenity
its ghosts--why should not the Adelphi take the town by storm with its
barristers? The actor may, no doubt does, act the part admirably, but
who can contend that he can possibly do so as well as could a real,
actual barrister, who would know that he was striving not merely for
the applause of the moment, but for the guinead briefs of the future?
If Messrs. GATTI will undertake to accept the plan, I will undertake
to provide the barristers. The programme would then run:--
_Sir John Blacklock, Q.C._ (_Counsel for the Crown_) ... Mr.
A. B., 102, Temple Gardens, Temple, E.C.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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