Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, June 27, 1891 — John Shaqi
Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, June 27, 1891Various
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, June 27, 1891
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English wit and humor -- Periodicals
[Government Inspector _leads them off delighted_. Typical
British Father _left swearing_.
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UNSELFISH HELP BY SMILES.--"Dr. QUAIN's advice to doctors," says
Mr. JAMES PAYN in the _Illustrated London News_, "always 'to look
cheerful,' ought to be written in letters of gold." So it is: in
notes, or cheques. When the eminent novelist has to send for Dr.
QUAIN, the latter will beam on him, and tell him a good story. The
labour he delights in will "physic PAYN."
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[Illustration: THE EGOISM OF GENIUS.
_Fond Mother_. "DON'T YOU WANT TO SEE THE EVENING PAPERS, MORTIMER?"
_Minimus Poet_. "WHY, IS THERE ANYTHING ABOUT _ME_ IN THEM?"
_Fond Mother_. "NOT THAT I KNOW OF, DARLING."
_Minimus Poet_ (_pettishly_). "GOOD HEAVENS, MOTHER, THEN WHAT ON
EARTH SHOULD I WANT TO _SEE_ THEM FOR?"]
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POLITICAL ASIDES;
OR, TRUTH IN PARENTHESES.
(_VERY FREELY ADAPTED FROM_ THOMAS HOOD.)
_Fond Mother_. I really take it vastly kind,
This visit, my dear creature!
A family likeness here you'll find.
(Like _hers_? Not in one feature!)
_Friendly Visitor_. Only too happy, I am sure,
To see the little darling,
Our family friendships _are_ so pure!
(They find effect in snarling.)
_Fond Mother_. Well, dear, with _your_ experience,
Your aid must be of value.
You've not yet given its help immense.
(Nor, if I know it, _shall_ you!)
_Friendly Visitor_. Ah! Good Nurse G-SCH-N, is she out,
That you the babe are dandling?
Sweet-tempered child and strong, no doubt!
(The brat wants careful handling.)
_Fond Mother_. G-SCH-N and D-KE are both at hand,
But I'm so proud to show it.
The weakness _you_ will understand
(Envious, and knows I know it!)
_Friendly Visitor_. Mothers must be as vigilant
As--say 'Bus-strikers' pickets.
It cries, dear! What does baby want?
(Half-starved, and has the rickets!)
_Fond Mother_. Which, think you, the best Infant's Food?
You see there are so many;
I know your judgment is so good!
(Not worth a single penny!)
_Friendly Visitor_. Well, dear, don't swaddle it too tight.
That ruins the digestion,
And--Forster's Food I've found work right.
(She'll relish _that_ suggestion!)
_Fond Mother_. Humph! Rather out of date, I fear!
You've slight experience--_lately_--
Next time you nurse you'll know, my dear!
(She'll like that home-thrust _greatly_!)
_Friendly Visitor_. Your nursing, dear, of course, is based
Upon my Nursery Manual.
The child looks _rayther_ peaky-faced.
(Not quite a hardy annual!)
_Fond Mother_. Think so? Look up, and laugh, my sweet,
Show NANA she's mistaken--
It quite begins to "feel its feet."
(With spite her soul is shaken!)
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