PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. VOL. 101. July 4, 1891. [Illustration] * * * * * URBI ET ORBI. Mr. PUNCH returns thanks for the anticipatory congratulations on the occasion of his Jubilee, and takes this opportunity of informing his friends--which means Everybody Everywhere--that the 50th anniversary of his natal day is July 18 _prox._, which day Mr. PUNCH hereby gives full and entire permission to the aforesaid Everyone Everywhere to keep as a whole Holiday, and do in a general way, and to the utmost of their ability, just exactly what best pleases them. PUNCH. * * * * * THE CHANTREY BEQUEST À LA MODE DE LISLE. ["Mr. DE LISLE wished the Government to veto any pictures purchased under the Chantrey Bequest that did not meet with their approval."--_Daily Paper._] SCENE--_A Studio in the Royal Academy. The_ President _and several_ Members of the Council _waiting arrival of Government to inspect their most recent purchase._ _President_ (_with assumed joviality_). Well, my dear Colleagues, I do not think exception _can_ be taken to this composition. Simple and effective, is it not? _First Member of Council_ (_gloomily_). Oh, you never know! I think we ought to have opposed the admission of the Cabinet--what should _they_ know about Art? _Second Mem_. (_drily_). Enough to make speeches at the annual dinner--to which they wouldn't come if we snubbed them. _First Mem_. What of that? I am sure the President is quite eloquent enough to stand alone. _Pres_. (_with a graceful bow_). You are most kind. But, hush! here comes Lord SALISBURY! _Enter the_ PRIME MINISTER. _Cordial greetings._ _Premier_ (_briskly_). I am sure you will forgive me if I get through this quickly. (_Looking at picture._) Hm! Yes, very nice; but _did_ EDWARD the Black Prince wear his Garter ribbon in battle? I am sure I refrain from appearing in mine under similar circumstances. (_To_ Pres.) Do you think the Artist could paint it out? _Pres_. I feel sure he will do everything in his power to satisfy your Lordship's artistic instincts. _Premier_. Just so. [_Exit_ R. _when enter_ FIRST LORD of the TREASURY, L. _Pres_. (_greeting new-comer cordially_). Most glad to see you, my dear Right Hon. Sir! _First Lord_. Very good indeed of you to say so, but am always anxious to do my duty to my Queen and Country. (_Gazing at picture._) Hm! Not bad! But, I say, I do know something of yachting, and that isn't the way to brace up the marling-spike to the fokesell yard with the main jibboom three points in a wind with some East in it! If I may venture a suggestion--hope Artist will paint out the gondola. Ta-ta! A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. [_Exit._ _Pres_. Well, well, I do not know what our friend will think of the matter, but perhaps the Hansom of Venice _is_ a little superfluous. Why here is the HOME SECRETARY. [_Enter that august personage--mutual greeting._