"But as for 'Law,' and 'majesty,'
That's neither here nor there:
The beer was served as called for,
And paid for straight and fair.
And what I say, your Lordship--
And I means to put it strong--
Is what was I brought 'ere for,
When I ha'n't done nuffin wrong?"
"No wrong!" quick spoke the Prætor.
"Ho! gaoler--let him see,
That in justice's high precinct,
Right and wrong depend on me!
Go, bear him to the dungeon--
Be the lowest cell his lot!
Meanwhile to thee, chief lictor
We give in charge the pot."
They have haled him from the Court-house,
And have locked him up below;
And the lictor guards the pewter,
With its head of froth like snow.
And never while our Prætor
Dealeth stern justice here,
Will the most thirsty jury
Venture to call for beer,
Or the most reckless potman
Bring it from public near!
* * * * *
A HINT.
The _Times_ newspaper (a publication of merit, and which may possibly be
known to some of our readers) has just put forth an excellent article
deprecating the terribly long sittings of the House of Commons, and the
love of chattering, on the part of the Members--especially the new
ones--which chiefly conduces to those protracted and unwholesome
_séances_. But the _Times_ ought to be perfectly well aware that the
remedy is in its own hands. These objectionable spouters spout, not to
one another (for they ridicule one another's oratory), but to the
readers out of doors. If they could not reach these readers they would
cease to spout. _Ergo_, if the _Times_ would instruct its reporters to
report only what is worth reporting, and, in fact, to deal with all
debates as they now deal with those in Committee, when only the pith of
the speeches is given, and moreover the pith of the pithy men only, the
sittings of Parliament would speedily evince a marvellous change for the
better. There! _Mr. Punch_, in his keen, practical way, has solved the
difficulty at once.
* * * * *
A JOKE AT THE PUBLIC EXPENSE.
According to a correspondent of the _Daily News_, MR. SERJEANT ADAMS,
Assistant Judge of the Middlesex Sessions, is applying to Parliament for
an increase of salary from £1,200 to £1,500. The learned Serjeant is
often facetious; but certainly this is his richest joke.
* * * * *
ANOTHER INSULT TO IRELAND.
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