Note: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this file which includes the original illustrations. See 40645-h.htm or 40645-h.zip: (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/40645/40645-h/40645-h.htm) or (http://www.gutenberg.org/files/40645/40645-h.zip) PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI VOL. 93. November 26, 1887. PAPERS FROM PUMP-HANDLE COURT. _A Recollection of the Long Vacation._ [Illustration] During the Long Vacation (now happily over) I have been present at my chambers a great deal more frequently than some of the men with whom I share my rooms. In fact, I may say that I have been constantly the sole occupant of the entire set. CHUCKBOB, the well-known authority on International Law, has spent September and October in the Highlands, and my other friends have been on the Continent. Even PORTINGTON, my excellent and admirable clerk, has taken a fortnight's rest at Eastend-on-Mud (a pleasant watering-place not many miles from Town), where I fancy he spent his well-earned holiday in trying to get up a libel action against the Sanitary Board. It is just to say that my presence at Pump-Handle Court has not been entirely necessitated by my forensic labours. The fact is, that JOWLER, a very dear friend of mine, who has some mysterious supervisorship (sanctioned by an eccentric will) over an Institution connected with the Vegetarian Movement, was recently called away, by his duties as a trustee, to Australia, to look after a number of sheep somehow affected and inconvenienced by the increase of rabbits in that favourite colony. Being thus for a season expatriated, he asked me to look after the Institution connected with the Vegetarian Movement, in his place during his absence. "You will really find the work simple enough," he said on bidding me farewell. "You hold my power of attorney, and all you have to do is not to quarrel with the Committee of Inspection, who, as you know, can play the very dickens with us." "But what have the Committee of Inspection to do with the place?" I asked rather anxiously, as I never like to accept responsibility, so to speak, with my eyes blindfolded. "Oh, you will soon find out," replied JOWLER. "You will pick it up as you go along. I shall soon be back--perhaps in six months." The Institution connected with the Vegetarian Movement was within easy distance of my chambers, so I came to the conclusion that I could combine the vague superintendence it apparently required with my ordinary legal engagements. I found, on a visit to the Institution about a fortnight after JOWLER had left, that all seemed to be right, and the head _employé_ assured me that if my services were needed, he would send round to me. "Fortunately since Mr. JOWLER'S departure, Sir," said the head _employé_, "we have seen nothing of the Committee of Inspection." He lowered his voice to a tone of the deepest awe as he spoke of the mysterious body.