Punch, Or The London Charivari, Volume 102, January 16, 1892Various
General
Punch, Or The London Charivari, Volume 102, January 16, 1892
Various
English wit and humor -- Periodicals
_First Ger. Stu._ (_with a laugh_). I know what I am about! And now,
my friends, I give you a toast--The Liberty of the Fatherland!
_Chorus of Students_. The Liberty of the Fatherland! [_They all
drink._
_Em. of the Emp._ (_apart_). Ha!
[_He makes an entry in his note-book._
_First Ger. Stu._ And now fill another glass. Fill, my comrades--I
pray you, fill! Kellner! glasses round--for myself and friends.
_Kellner_ (_as before--supplying their wants and warning them_). Oh,
my gracious Lord, be careful! Your third glass--mind now, your third
glass; you know the risk you are running! But one false drop and you
are lost!
_First Ger. Stu._ (_as before_). Well, my good friend, be sure you
supply us with no drop that is not good! Ha, ha, ha! Eh, KARL! eh,
CONRAD! eh, HANS! Did you hear my merry jest?
[_They all laugh._
_Em. of the Emp._ (_as before_). Ha! (_making an entry in his
note-book_). And they laugh at a witless joke! Good! Very good!
_First Ger. Stu._ (_joyously_). And now, my comrades, yet another
toast--The Prosperity of the People!
_Chorus of Ger. Stu._ (_raising their glasses_). The People!
[_They all drink._
_Em. of the Emp._ (_apart_) Ha!
[_He makes an entry in his note-book._
_First Ger. Stu_. And now, a final flagon! Kellner!
_Kellner_ (_as before_). Oh, high-born customer, beware! This is your
fourth glass! You know the law!
_First Ger. Stu._ (_as before_). That indeed I do! And I also know
that my daily allowance is--or rather was--twelve quarts _per diem_!
And now, comrades, our last toast--The Freedom of the Press!
_Chorus of Ger. Stu._ (_raising their glasses_). The Freedom of the
Press!
[_They all drink._
_Em. of the Emp._ (_apart_). This is too much! (_He rises, and
approaches the Students_.) Your pardon, Gentlemen! But do you really
believe in the toasts you have just drunk?
_Chorus of Stu._ Why, certainly!
_Em. of the Emp._ What, in the Liberty of the Fatherland?
_Chorus of Stu._ To be sure--why not?
_Em. of the Emp._ And the Prosperity of the People--mind you, only the
People?
_Chorus of Stu._ Exactly--don't you?
_Em. of the Emp._ And further. You wish well to the Freedom of the
Press?
_Chorus of Stu._ That was our toast! What next?
_Em. of the Emp._ (_producing staff of authority_). That, in the name
of His Majesty, I arrest you!
_Chorus of Stu._ (_astounded_). Arrest us! Why?
_Em. of the Emp._ Because, if you believe in the Liberty of the
Fatherland, ask for the Prosperity of the People, and admire the
Freedom of the Press, you must be drunk!--very drunk! In virtue of the
new law (which punishes the crime of intoxication), away with them!
[_The_ Students _are loaded with chains, and imprisoned,
for an indefinite period, in the lowest dungeon beneath the
castle's moat. Curtain._
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