Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, October 25, 1890Various
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, October 25, 1890
Various
English wit and humor -- Periodicals
"Let the road be raised, &c.... Only one house in Piccadilly at
present standing would suffer.... And I think the Badminton Club."
_Vile Letter to Times, Oct_. 11.
SUDDEN APPEARANCE OF THE PICCADILLY GOAT TO ELDERLY GENTLEMAN, WHO IS
QUIETLY DRESSING IN HIS ROOM ON SECOND FLOOR.
A CLUB ALMOST ENTIRELY DISAPPEARS. MEMBERS MAKE THE BEST OF THE
SITUATION.]
* * * * *
L'ART DE CAUSER.
(_WITH EFFECTS UP TO DATE._)
[English ladies, conscious of conversational defects, and
desirous of shining in Society, may be expected to imitate
their American Cousins, who, according to _The Daily News_,
employ a lady crammer who has made a study of the subject she
teaches. Before a dinner or luncheon party, the crammer spends
an hour or two with the pupil, and coaches her up in general
conversation.]
It really took us by surprise,
We thought her but a mere beginner,
And widely opened were our eyes
To hear her brilliant talk at dinner.
She always knew just what to say,
And said it well, nor for a minute
Was ever at a loss,--I may
As well confess--we men weren't in it!
The talk was of Roumania's Queen,
And was she equal, say, to DANTE?--
The way that race was won by _Sheen_,
And not the horse called _Alicánte_--
Of how some charities were frauds,
How some again were quite deserving--
The beauties of the Norfolk broads--
The latest hit of Mr. IRVING--
Does sap go up or down the stem?--
The Boom of Mr. RUDYARD KIPLING--
The speeches of the G.O.M.--
The strength of Mr. MORLEY's "stripling"
_Was_ JONAH swallowed by the whale?--
The price of jute--we wondered all if
They'd have the heart to send to gaol
Those heroes, SLAVIN and McAULIFFE.
"Oh, maiden fair," I said at last,
"To hear you talk is most delightful;
But yet the time, it's clear, you've passed
In reading must be something frightful.
Come--do you trouble thus your head
Because you want to go to College
By getting out of Mr. STEAD
£300 for General Knowledge?"
"Kind Sir," she promptly then replied,
"Your guess, I quite admit, was clever,
And, if I now in you confide,
You'll keep it dark, I'm sure, for ever.
Yet do not get, I pray, enraged,
For how I got my information
Was simply this--_I have engaged_
_A Coach in General Conversation_,"
* * * * *
SERVED À LA RUSSE.
MY DEAR MR. PUNCH,
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