Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, October 8, 1892Various
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 103, October 8, 1892
Various
English wit and humor -- Periodicals
[_This suggestion, however, is so coyly advanced that it
fortunately escapes notice._
_Hyp._ Tooth-ache? Very good--we will give him tooth-ache.
[_The Audience receive this with enthusiasm, which increases
to rapturous delight when Mr. MIDGELLY's cheek begins to
twitch violently, and he nurses his jaw in acute agony; the
tooth-ache is then transferred to another victim, who writhes
in an even more entertaining manner, until the unhappy couple
are finally relieved from torment._
_A Spect._ Well, it's better nor any play, this is--but he ought to
ha' passed the toothache round the lot of 'em, just for the fun o' the
thing!
_Mrs. Midgelly_. I should ha' thought there was toothache enough
without coming here to get more of it, but so long as MIDGELLY's
enjoyin' himself, _I_ shan't interfere!
[_The Hypnot. has impressed his subjects with the idea that
there is an Angel at the other end of the hall, and they are
variously affected by the celestial apparition, some gazing
with a rapt grin, while others invoke her stiffly, or hail her
like a cab. Mr. MIDGELLY alone exhibits no interest._
_Mr. Budkin_ (_to Mrs. M._). Your 'usband don't seem to be putting
himself out, Angel or no Angel.
_Mrs. M._ (_complacently_). He knows too well what's due to _me_, Mr.
BUDKIN. _I'm_ Angel enough for him!
_Hyp._ I shall now persuade this Gentleman that there is a beautiful
young lady in green at the door of this hall. (_To Mr. M._) Do you see
her, Sir?
_Mr. M._ (_rising with alacrity_). I do. Lovely creature!
[_He suddenly snatches up a decanter of water, and invites
his invisible charmer, in passionate pantomime, to come up and
share it with him--to the infinite delight of the Audience,
and disgust of his Wife._
AFTER THE PERFORMANCE.
_Mr. Midgelly_ (_as he rejoins his Wife_). I felt the influence more
strongly to-night than what I have yet; and the Professor says, if I
only keep on coming up every night while he's here, I shall soon be
completely susceptible to--Why, whatever's the matter, my dear?
_Mrs. M._ Matter! You're quite susceptible enough as it is; and, now
I know how you can go on, you don't catch me letting _you_ get
'ipnotised again. You and your young lady in green indeed!
_Mr. M._ (_utterly mystified_). Me and my--I don't know what you're
alluding to. It's the first _I've_ heard of it!
_Mrs. M._ (_grimly_). Well, it won't be the last by a long way. Oh,
the insight I've had into your character this evening, MIDGELLY!
[_Mr. M. is taken home, to realise that Hypnotism is not
altogether without its dangers._
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[Illustration: THUNDERS FROM SNOWDON.
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