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From the Library of
CHARLES HOPKINS CLARK
Class of 1 87 1
1929

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GP Putnam's Sons

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PREFACE.
" Think," said Thackeray, "what a number of Punch would be without a drawing by
Leech in it!" In these words, the great writer has voiced the regard in which all English-
speaking people have held the man who, for nearly a quarter of a century, was the leading
spirit of Punch. The versatility of his genius was remarkable, as revealed in the unerring
accuracy with which he depicted the humour and tragedy of life in the streets of a great
city, in his unrivalled scenes of incidents in the pastimes of a sport-loving people, in his
sparkling caricatures of English home-life, and in the power of his political cartoons.
John Leech won the hearts of his countrymen not alone by the high artistic merit of his
work and the exquisite wit and humour of his drawings, but by the fairness and sympathetic
spirit which he manifested in all his productions. His drawings, like the great weekly
which he so largely helped to make famous, were suitable alike for the nursery or the club.
Lord Russell, after the appearance of the famous " No Popery" cartoon, in which he was
brilliantly caricatured, remarked, " It was a fair hit." The same might be said of all the
artist's caricature work. Add to this element of fairness an eye keen to see the dominant
human interest in every-day scenes, and an intellect ever ready to grasp the very kernel of
wit in the speech and manners of all about him, and we have the chief contributing factors
to his popularity.
The one flaw in the artistic make-up of Leech, his impatience of technical detail, had it
been overcome, would have lost to the world the thousands of sketches which still delight
those acquainted with them hardly less than when first published. Amid all his inter
mittent attempts to do serious work in oil, his constant cry was, " When you can see what
a man intends to convey in his picture, you have got all he wants, and all you ought to
wish for ; all elaboration of an idea after the idea is comprehensible is so much waste of

time." Faithfully as the artist adhered to this principle, it is none cne less true tnat even
without elaboration his drawing is vividly realistic in its expression. Every posture is
correct, his characters are living every-day people, and in his sporting sketches, which are
largely represented in this collection, this quality is pre-eminent. No man in England
knew the land of sports better than he. Henry James remarks of this side of his work:
" He gave in a few strokes the look of the hunting-field in winter — the dark, damp slopes, the
black, dense hedges, the low, thick sky. Leech depicted, with infinite vividness, the acci
dents of the chase and the fishing-season ; and his treatment of the horse, in especial, con
tributed greatly to his popularity. He understood the animal, — and drew him as if he
knew how to ride as well as to draw."

" There is far more fun, more good drawing, more good sense, more beauty,
in John Leech's Punch pictures than in all the Art Union illustrations, engrav
ings, statuettes, etc., etc., put together." — Dr. John Brown in his " Notes on
Art." " The truth, the strength, the free vigour, the kind humour, the John Bull
pluck and spirit of that hand are approached by no competitor. With what dex
terity he draws a horse, a woman, a child. . . . You see youth, strength,
enjoyment, manliness in these drawings." — W. M. Thackeray.
" His work contains the finest definition and natural history of the classes
of our society, the kindest and subtlest analysis of its foibles, the tenderest flat
tery of its pretty and well-bred ways, with which the modesty of subservient
genius ever immortalised or amused careless masters." — John Ruskin.

NO CONSEQUENCE.
" I say, Jack, who's that come to grief in the ditch? "
" Only the Parson! "
" Oh, leave him there. He won't be wanted until next Sunday ! "

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SOMETHING LIKE A HOLIDAY.

Pastrycook. " What have you had, Sir? "
Boy. " I've had two jelhes, seven of them, and
eleven of them, and six of those, and four bath buns, a
sausage roll, ten almond cakes — and a bottle of ginger
beer."

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PROPRIETY.
Persons represented. Sarah- Jane. Matilda.
Scene — Camblin Town.
Sarah- J ane. " Oh! you 'orrid dreadful
story! I didn't."
Matilda. " You did now, for I see him.
I see him kiss yer. And here have I bin
engaged to Tommy Price for years and
never so much as walked arm-in-arm with
him! "

AN AFFAIR OF IMPORTANCE.
Harriet. " Oh ! I'm so glad you are come, Blanche ! I've
been so perplexed I could scarcely sleep all night."
Blanche. "Well! What is it, dear? "
Harriet. " Why, I don't know whether to have my new
merino frock violet or dark blue ! "

LOVE ON THE OCEAN.

" ' Oh! is there not something, dear Augustus,
truly sublime in this warring of the elements? ' But
Augustus's heart was too full to speak." MS.
Novel by Lady * * *

A PHILOSOPHER.

Harriet. " St, st, st, dear me, now, I've broken my comb,
and all my back hair's come down. What with brushing, and
dressing, and curling, and one thing and the other, what a
plague one's hair is to be sure! "
}'ott>i!! Fellow. "Well, Harriet, we are all bothered with
something. Look at us men ; we have to shave every morning,
summer and winter! "

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VERY FINE FRUIT.

Newspaper-boy {reads). " A gentleman in the n-e-i-g-h — ¦
neighbourhood of  , has at the present time several
e-normous gooseberries in his garden, which measure ten
inches in c-i-r-cir c-u-m-cum f-e-r-fer e-n-c-e-ence
circumference, and are of the a-s-as aston astonishing weight
of three hounces heach."
His Friend. " Oh, what whoppers! wouldn't I like a pint."

The Richest Commoner's First Jump. — From "Ask Mamma".

A LONDON GENT ABROAD.
Scene — A cafe in Paris.
London Gent. " Garcong! tas de corfee! "
Garcon. " Bien, M'sieu' — vould you like to see
zee Times?"
London Gent. " Hang the feller! now, I wonder
how the doose he found out I was an Englishman! "

10

INNOCENCE.
" Oh, Sir. No, Sir. Please, Sir, it ain't me, Sir! It's the
other boys, Sir! "

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Smith. " Well, Brown! This is better than being stewed
up in a railway! Eh? "
Brown (faintly). " Oh — im-measurably su-perior."

12

PLEASURES OF HORSEKEEPING,
Dealer. " I should say it was just the hoss you want, Sir; only you must decide at once, because
there's several parties very sweet upon him. He's a gentleman's hoss, Sir, and carries his own head,
Sir! " Mr. Briggs. " Bless my heart! " (Buys him.)

13

PLEASURES OF HORSEKEEPING.-MR. BRIGGS TRIES HIS HORSE.
Striking effect on meeting one of those nasty omnibusses.

14

PLEASURES OF HORSEKEEPING.
Mr. Briggs (at an alarming sacrifice) gets rid of horse No. I., and goes out for a ride in the country
upon No. II.
Carman. " Fell down, has he, Sir? Ah, he looks as if he could be werry clever at that.  Werry
orkerd thing, Sir, for a 'oss to fall down, Sir. 'Osses costes a good bit o' money — leastways, gentlemen's
'osses does.— Now, jist look at my little 'oss, Sir, and he's a poor man's 'oss, he is. He don't go
fallin' about." (Exit.) 15

PLEASURES OF HORSEKEEPING.

Mr. Briggs, determined to have no more inferior horses, gives a good round sum for " a clever cob — up to great weight —
and that a child might ride." He has some friends (who really know what a horse is) to dine with him, whose opinions he
wishes to have.
First Friend. " Ah — very nice — very nice — but not my sort — been knocked about a good deal,
I should say — driven in a butcher's cart, perhaps, and sold because he wasn't fast enough."
Second Ditto. " He hasn't been down, Briggs, has he? Is that a scratch, or is it only the hght ? "
Third Ditto. " Does he shy at all ? His eyes don't look quite the thing."
Fourth Ditto. " I tell you what, Briggs, you must have him looked after a little better, or he'll very
soon have a cracked heel."
Fifth Ditto. " That hock seems rather queer," &c, &c, &c.
16

PLEASURES OF HORSEKEEPING.
Mr. Briggs's present horse doesn't quite suit him, for, somehow, whenever he jumps, Mr. B. is sure
to fall off. He takes him to an eminent dealer, and remarks confidently that he is for sale, upon
which the dealer says: " How much a pound if he buys the whole of him? "

17

THE PLEASURES OF HORSEKEEPING.
By the time Mr. Briggs's horse (which suits him exactly) has recovered from his cold, a long
frost sets in.
Groom. " That's just what I say, Sir; it is aggeravatin' to see a nice 'oss like that, Sir, a doin'
nothin' but eatin' his 'ed off."

18

PLEASURES OF HORSEKEEPING.
The frost goes, and Mr. Briggs's horse is disagreeably fresh after his long rest. He
sets up his back and squeaks and plunges at everything he meets.

19

Master Jackey, having seen a " Professor " of posturing, has a private performance of his own in the nursery.

20

Imperial John's attempt to show the way. — From "Ask Mamma.

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21

THE ATTENTIVE HUSBAND IN HOT WEATHER.

HOOKING AND EYEING.
Angelina (the Wife of his Bussum). " Well,
Edwin, if you can't make the ' things,' as you call
them, meet, you need not swear so. It's really
quite dreadful."

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IN FOR IT.
Hallo, Sir! are you aware you're trespassing there? "

24

BLESS THE BOY!
Old Lady. " Now, Arthur, which will you have? Some of this
nice pudding, or some jam tart? "
Juvenile. " No pastry, thank-ye, Aunt. It spoils one's wine so.
I don't mind a devilled biscuit, tho', by and by, with my claret."
(Old Lady turns all manner oj colours.)

25

SYMPTOMS OF WET WEATHER.
Tom. " Hollo, Sam, what the juice are you
carrying of ? "
Sam. " ' Clarissa Arlo,' for Missis."

CONFOUND THE SHOPS!

Mrs.  . " Oh! do look here, dear! how extremely
pretty the autumn fashions are, to be sure. What a
perfectly lovely httle cloak! "
Mr.  (rapidly changing the subject). "Yes.
Yes! beautiful! beautiful! but see, love, what a magnifi
cent brown horse, and how splendidly that fellow
sits him ! "

20

PREMONITORY SYMPTOMS OF MR. BRIGGS'S HUNTING FEVER.
Maid. " If you please, Ma'am, there's a youth in the passage as wants to know if these top boots
is all right."

27

PREPARATIONS FOR HUNTING.
Mr. Briggs's hunting cap comes home, but that is really a thing Mrs. Briggs can not, and will not
put up with.

28

Mr. Briggs, on his way to the " Metropohtan Steeple Chase," tries whether his horse is a good
one across country. He is represented riding at a brook (!).

29

Mr. Briggs goes out for a day's hunting, and has a glorious run over a splendid country.

30

Mr. Briggs, not being good at his " fences," goes through the performance of opening a gate.

31

MR. BRIGGS HAS ANOTHER DAY WITH THE HOUNDS.

Mr. Briggs can't bear flying leaps, so he makes for a gap — which is immediately
filled by a frantic protectionist, who is vowing that he will pitchfork Mr. B. if he comes
" galloperravering " over his fences — dang'd if he doan't.

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Mr. Briggs, stimulated by the accounts in the newspapers of the daring feat of
horsemanship at Aylesbury, and excited by Mr. Haycock's claret, tries
whether he also can ride over a dining-room table.

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Mr. Briggs has gone to the exhibition. — A boy holds his horse in the meantime.

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Mr. Briggs puts his horse in harness, and drives a few friends quietly down to the Derbv.

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On his return from the races, he assures his man that he's a most " ekshellent servant " — that
the mare never carried him better. He also tells him to make the mare quite " comf-able," and to be
" very caref-1 of hish candle," because there's so much straw about)

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The great Match between Mr. Fhntoff and Jack Rogers. — From "Ask Mamma.''

37

A FINE DISPOSITION.
Affectionate Husband. " Come, Polly, if I am a little irritable, it's over in a minute!! "

38

A LITTLE BIT OF HUMBUG.
Shoemaker. " I think, mum, we had better make a pair. You see, mum,
yours is such a remarkable long and narrer foot ! "

39

THE LOST ONE.
Boy. " If you please, M', was you a looking for a little dog? "
Young Ladies. "Yes! Oh, yes! "
Boy. " Was it a spannel, Mum? "
Young Ladies. " Oh, yes ! a most beautiful little spaniel, with very
long ears."
Boy. " Ah, then, Mum, it's the same as flew at master's big dog
here, wot's bin and swallered of it." 40

Old Wotherspoon's Hare! — From "Ask Mamma."

41

THE NEW GROOM.
Gentleman. " Do you mean to say that you understand the care of horses? "
Boy. " WeU, Sir, I had ought to — for I've been amongst 'em aU my life."

42

ALARMING.
The old lady is supposed (after a great effort) to
have made up her mind to travel, just for once, by
one " of those new fangled railways," and the first
thing she beholds on arriving at the station, is the
above most alarming placard.

WE ALL HAVE OUR TROUBLES.
Sister Mary. " Why, Charley, dear boy, what's the
matter? You seem quite miserable! "
Charley. " Ah! ain't I just! Here's ma' says I must
wear turn-down coUars till Christmas, and there's
young Sidney Bowler (who's not half so tall as I am)
has had stick-ups and white chokers for ever so long ! "

43

VERY ACUTE.
Mr.  . " So your name is Charley, is it ? Now, Charley doesn't know
who I am?
Sharp Little Boy. " Oh, yes! But I do, though."
Mr.  . " Well, who am I ? "
Sharp Little Boy. " Why, you're the gentleman who kissed sister Sophy in the
hbrary, on Twelfth Night, when you thought no one was there."

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WHAT THEY SAID TO THEMSELVES.
Honourable Mr. Fiddle. " I wish that conceited ass, Faddle, would go! "
Captain Faddle. " That stupid idiot, Fiddle, never knows when he's in the way ! "
Rich Widow. " I shall be uncommonly glad when both of these simpletons take their departure."

45

DELICACY OF THE SEASON.
Testy Old Uncle (unable to control his passion). " Really, Sir, this is
quite intolerable ! You must intend to insult me. For the last fourteen days,
wherever I have dined, I have had nothing but saddle of mutton and boiled
turkey — boiled turkey and saddle of mutton. I'll endure it no longer."
(Exit Old Gent., who alters his Will.)
MORAL.
How ridiculous a man appears — particularly a man at a grave period of
life — who is over anxious about his eating and drinking.

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Simon Heavy-side and his Hounds. — From " Mr. Facey Romford's Hounds.

47

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Master Tom. " Have a weed, Grand'pa? "
Gran' pa. " A what! Sir? "
Master Tom. " A weed! — A cigar, you know."
Gran' pa. " Certainly not, Sir. I never smoked in
my life."
Master Tom. "Ah! then I wouldn't advise you to
begin." 48

DID YOU EVER?
Old Gentleman (politely). " Oh, conductor! I shall feel
greatly obhged to you if you would proceed, for I have an
appointment in the Strand, and I am afraid I shall be too late."
Conductor (slamming the door). " Go on, Jim! here's an
old cove a cussin' and a swearing like any think! ! ! "

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" Now, tell me, dear, is there anything new in the
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TAKING CHANGE
Conductor. " AU right, Jim. Push along, I've served the old gal out this time."
Old Lady. "Here, stop! conductor! I won't take change for a five-shilling piece
in half -pence — that I won't! Here, police! conductor!" &c.

51

CIBBER AND SHAKESPEARE.

NOTHING LIKE WARM BATHING.
" HoUo! hi! here! somebody! I've turned on the hot water,
and I can't turn it off again! "

52

Romford disturbs the dignity of his Huntsman. — From "Mr. Facey Romford's Hounds.

53

OF COURSE.
' If you please, Sir, Master 's sent back the first
volume, and he says, will you be so good as
to let him 'ave the second? "

USED UP.
Grandmamma. " Why, what's the matter with my
pet ? "
Child. " Why, Grandma, after giving the subject
every consideration, I have come to the conclusion that
— the world is hoUow, and my doll is stuffed with saw
dust, so — I — should — like — if you please, to be a
nun! "

54

MR. VERDANT'S FIRST ATTEMPT AT BOOK-
MAKING.
Verdant's Friend. " Well — as near as I can make
it out — you must lose £150, and may lose £300."
(Verdant subsides into his Book.)

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Captain Spurrier " cut down " by Romford. — From "Mr. Facey Romford's Hounds.'

57

Disciple of Old Isaac. " This wouldn't be a bad place if the fish would only bite, and if it
wasn't for this confounded wasps' nest."

58

OUR FRIEND BRIGGS CONTEMPLATES A DAY'S FISHING.

59

MR. BRIGGS STARTS ON HIS FISHING EXCURSION.

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Mir. Briggs tries (for many hours) a Ukely place for a perch. But upon this occasion the wind is
not in a favourable quarter.

61

MR. BRIGGS HAS ANOTHER DAY'S
FISHING.
He is so fortunate as to catch a large eel.

62

TRIUMPHANT SUCCESS OF MR. BRIGGS.
Somehow or other (assisted by his httle boy Walter), he catches a jack which, to use Mr. B's
own words, flies at him, and barks like a dog.

63

Mr. B. goes out. His chief difficulty is, that every time he throws his line — the hooks (of
which there are five) wiU stick behind in his jacket and tr-ws-rs.

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Mr. Briggs thinks of running down the day after to-morrow to, his friend Haycock for a day's
shooting, and has borrowed a dog to go with him. For the ninth time during the night he has been
disturbed by the howling of the animal.

65

Mr. Briggs no sooner returns to his bed, than
Mrs. Briggs says, " My dear! there's that
nasty, tiresome dog again!! "

66

Mr. B. won't have a man with him, as he thinks he
can manage a punt by himself ; and the consequence
is, he is obliged to go to bed whUe his things are
dried, having upset himself, as a matter of course.

67

OUR NATIONAL DEFENCES.
Small Briton. " The French invade us, indeed! and what
should we be about all the time? — why, we should rise like
one man! "

68

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HOW TO MAKE A CHATELAINE A REAL BLESSLNG TO
MOTHERS.

A LATE ARRIVAL.
Page. " Fancy ball, Sir! No, Sir! Missus's fancy
ball, Sir, were last Toosday, Sir."

70

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" What matter did it make to him how she rode, — confound this ugly place." — From " Mr. Facey
Romford's Hounds."

71

DOMESTIC BLISS.

Mistress. " Well, I'm sure ; and pray who is that ? "
Cook. " Oh, if you please 'm, it's only my cousin who has caUed just to show
me how to boil a potato."

A DUMB WAITER.

Old Gentleman. " What the deuce is the reason,
Sir, you don't answer when you are called? "
(The reason is obvious. The poor child has his
mouth full of green peas and jam tart.)

MURDER WILL OUT.

Mrs. Smith. " Is Mrs. Brown in? "
Jane. " No, mem, she's not at home."
Little Girl. " Oh! what a horrid story, Jane!
Ma's in the kitchen, helping cook ! "

DOMESTIC BLISS.
Paterfamilias. " I cannot conceive, my love, what is the matter with my
watch ; I think it must want cleaning."
Pet Child. " Oh, no! Papa dear! I don't think it wants cleaning, because
baby and I had it washing in the basin for ever so long this morning! "

74

" Rot the beggar," exclaims Romford. — From "Mr. Facey Romford's Hounds.'

75

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MR. BRIGGS GROUSE SHOOTING.
9 A.M., his arrival on the moor. Mr. Briggs says that the fine bracing air
makes him so vigorous that he shall never be beat. He also facetiously remarks
that he is on " his native heath," and that his " name is Macgregor! "
The result of the Day's Sport will be communicated by Electric Telegraph.

76

GRANDMAMMA IS SUPPOSED TO HAVE GIVEN MASTER TOM SOME
PLUMS.
Master Tom. " Now, then, Granny, I've eaten the plums, and if you don't
give me sixpence, I'll swaUow the stones! "

77

NOTHING LIKE PRUDENCE.
Maria (log.). " My dear Charles, before we think of marrying, I must ask
you what you have? "
Charles. " My dear Maria, I will tell you frankly that all I have in the world
is a drum and a cricket bat; but papa has promised me a bow and arrows, and
a pony, if I'm a good boy."
Maria. " Oh! my dear Charles, we could never hve and keep house upon
that! "

78

MR. BRIGGS GROUSE SHOOTING.
n A.M. Mr. Briggs begins to show symptoms of distress. He
finds his " native heath " a very different thing to his
" native flagstones."

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80

MR. BRIGGS IS OFF AGAIN SHOOTING.

81

MR. BRIGGS ON THE FIRST.
Fortunately for Mr. Briggs (who will load his own gun because then he knows what he is about)
the keeper discovers that he has put about three quarters of a pound of shot into his right-hand barrel.

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Few things are more annoying than to be short of powder when there is a chance of good
sport. Mr. Briggs, feeling this, orders a good supply, to bang away at the pheasants to-morrow.
He suggests to Mrs. Briggs, that it should be kept under their bed, to be out of the way of the children!

83

CONSOLATION.
" Not kitched none! Ah! Sir, you should ha' bin here last Toosday; there was two gents. kiUed a
uncommon sight a' fish to be sure, then."

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A FRIEND HAS GIVEN MR. BRIGGS A DAY'S SHOOTING.

A cock pheasant gets up, and Mr. Briggs's impression is, that a very large firework
has been let off close to him. He is almost frightened to death.

86

Mr. Jorrocks (log.). " Come hup! I say, — you ugly Beast." — From " Handley Cross:

87

THE RISING GENERATION.

Juvenile. " Oh, Charley. If you hear a report that I'm going to be married
to that girl in black, you can contradict it. There's nothing in it."

THE RISING GENERATION.
Juvenile Oxford Man (who does not think Vin Ordi
naire of himself) . " A — were you at either University ? "
Awful Swell. " Ya-as — when I was a — boy ! "
(Oxford man departs in a Hansom.)

89

THE RISING GENERATION.
Juvenile. " I tell you what it is, Governor, the
sooner we come to some understanding the better.
You can't expect a young feller to be always at home ;
and if you don't like the way I go on, why I must have
chambers, and so much a-week! "

90

Mr. Jorrocks's Lecture on " 'Unting." — From " Handley Cross:

91

THE MORNING AFTER THE DERBY.
First Gent. " Well, Ned, how did we get home last night? "
Second Gent. " Oh, I don't know! Didn't I go home with you? "

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A BOAT FOR AN HOUR.
Stout Gentleman. " What! is that the only
boat you have in? "

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DOG DAYS! PLEASANT FOR JOHN THOMAS.
Old Lady. " John Thomas ! "
John Thomas. " Yes, my lady! "
Old Lady. " Carry Esmeralda — she's getting tired, poor darhngl "

94

PITY IS AKIN TO LOVE.
Boy (log.). " O don't I pity them poor nobs in carridges this hot weather! "

95

A ROMANCE OF ROAST DUCKS.
" My darling, will you take a httle of the — a — the stuffing? "
" I will, dear, if you do; but if you don't, I won't."

96

Mr. Jorrocks's Bath. — From "Handley Cross."

97

THE RISING GENERATION.
Juvenile. " Uncle ! "
Uncle. " Now then, what is it? This is the fourth time you've
woke me up, Sir! "
Juvenile. " Oh! just put a few coals on the fire, and pass the
wine, that's a good old chap."

98

DELICATE.
'Bus Conductor. " Would any lady be so kind as to
ride outside to obUge a gentleman? "

99

MR. BRIGGS HAS BACKED HIMSELF TO RIDE A STEEPLE CHASE AGAINST HIS FRIEND
MUFFINS, OF THE ST— K EXCH— NGE. HE IS GOING ROUND THE COURSE
JUST TO LOOK AT THE JUMPS.
Spectator (to Mr. B.). " Oh no, Sir! — This ain't the big one. The big one is after you get out
of the lane, and afore you come to the brook! "

100

Mr. Briggs is weighed, of course.

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His friends recommend him a little jumping
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MR. BRIGGS RIDES HIS MATCH

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Here he takes a prehminary canter, and puts his horse at a flight
of hurdles.

And gets over very cleverly.

102

Some time after the start, Mr. Briggs
goes on the wrong side of the flag, and
is obUged to go back, which, as the
ground is rather heavy, " takes if out
of old Blunderbuss considerably."

Who, in consequence, makes a mistake at the next
fence.

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However, Mr. Briggs is not hurt; and, after some exertion
re-mounts.

Mr. Briggs, as he appeared coming
to the brook. In the distance may
be observed his opponent, who has a
nasty fall, but fortunately tumbles
on his head.

104

Mr. Briggs, as he appeared in the brook.

105

As he appeared when he
came out of the brook.

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107

RATHER A BAD LOOK-OUT.
Young Sister. " I should so like to go to a party, Ma."
Mamma. " My dear, don't be ridiculous. As I have told you before (I
am sure a hundred and fifty times), that until Flora is married, it is utterly
impossible for you to go out; so do not aUude to the subject again, I beg."

108

INTERESTING.
" I have called, Mr. Squills, to say that my darling Uttle
dog (!) has taken all his mixture, but his cough
is no better."

109

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110

THE BROOK-GREEN VOLUNTEER FORMS HIMSELF INTO A SQUARE, AND RESISTS A CHARGE
OF CAVALRY.

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THE BROOK-GREEN VOLUNTEER.
Having a cold in his head, resorts to an ingemous method of preserving his health without deserting
his post.

112

THE BROOK-GREEN VOLUNTEER.
Having cured his cold with rum-and-water, resolves not to go home " till day-Ught does appear." He assures the
poUceman that " It's all right."

113

A LEFT-HANDED COMPLIMENT.
Bootmaker (with great feeling). " Oh no, Sir! don't
have Napoleons; have tops, Sir! — yours is a beautiful leg for
a top boot, Sir! — (young Nimrod is immensely pleased) —
beautiful leg, Sir! same size all the way down, Sir! " — ¦
(young Nimrod is immensely disgusted).

114

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THE GREAT DERBY RACE FOR EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND FIFTY-ONE.

116

CROWDED STATE OF LODGING HOUSES.
Lodging-house Keeper. " On'y this room to let, Mem. A four post — a tent
— and a very comfortable double-bedded chest of drawers for the young gentle
men."

117

A PRODIGIOUS NUISANCE.
Learned (but otherwise highly objectionable) Child (log.) " Oh, Mamma, dear! what
do you think? I asked Mr.  and Miss  to name some of the remarkable events
from the year 700 to the year 600 b.c, and they couldn't. But / can — and — the second
Messenian War commenced ; and — the poet Tyrtaeus flourished ; Byzantium was founded
by the inhabitants of Megara; Draco gave laws to Athens; Terpander of Lesbos, the
musician and poet; Thales of Miletus, the philosopher; Alcaeus and Sappho, the poets,
flourished; and Nebuchadnez  "
(Sensation from right and left, during which the voice of Child is happily drowned.)
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THE OPERA.
Box-Keeper. " Stalls 216 and 17, this way, Ma'am; last row, Ma'am.
Won't you like a book, Ma'am? "

119

COMPARATIVE LOVE.
Papa. " So, Charley, you really are in love with the
Uttle black-eyed girl you met last night? "
Charley. " Yes, Papa, I love her dearly! "
Papa. " How much do you love her, Charley? Do you
love her as much as pudding? "
Charley. " Oh yes, Papa! and a great deal better than
pudding. But — (pausing to reflect) — I don't love — her so
much as — jelly! "

120

Pigg in the Melon Frame. — From "Handley Cross:

121

BITTER SARCASM.

122

ALARMING OCCURRENCE.
Chorus of Unprotected Females. " Conductor! Stop! Conductor! Omnibus-man! Here's a gentleman
had an accident and broke a jar of leeches, and they're aU over the omnibus! "

123

SCENE, WESTMINSTER BRIDGE.— TIME, TWO ON
A FOGGY MORNING.
Reduced Tradesman (to a little party returning home).
" Did you want to buy a good razor? "

124

GOING TO COVER.
Voice in the distance. " Now, then, Smith — come along! "
Smith. " Oh, it's all very well to say, come along! When he won't move a step; and I'm afraid he's
going to Ue down."

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THE PIC-NIC.
Contented Man (log.) " What a nice damp place we have secured; and how very fortunate we
are in the weather ; it would have been so provoking for us aU to have brought our umbrellas and then
to have had a fine day! ! Glass of wine, Briggs, eh? "

126

RATHER SEVERE.
" ShaU I 'old your 'orse, Sir? "

127

VERY CONSIDERATE.
Affable Little Gentleman. " Dear, oh dear! how it
rains ! I'm afraid you'll get very wet — can I offer you
a great coat or anything ? "

128

The Foreign Prince distinguishes himself. — From " Plain or Ringlets.'

129

On and after the first of January there will be a great improvement in the manners of cab and
omnibus drivers.

MANNERS MAKE THE MAN.
Omnibus Driver. " I beg you a thousand pardons, I am sure."
Cabman. " Oh, pray don't mention it. It's of no consequence, beheve me! "

130

A BRITISH RUFFIAN.
Lady. " If you are not satisfied with what I have given you, there's a
gentleman here who will settle with you."
Cabman. " No, there ain' t! there ain't no gentleman here! "
Lady. " I tell you there is. There is a gentleman in this house."
Cabman. " Oh, no, there ain't, not if he belongs to you! "

131

FILLING UP THE CENSUS PAPER.
Wife of his bosom. " Upon my word, Mr. Peewitt! Is this the way you fill up your
census? So you call yourself the ' head of the family ' — do you — and me a female ! "

132

THE RISING GENERATION.
Old Gentleman. " Well, Walter, I suppose you have got into Latin and
Greek at school by this time, eh? "
Juvenile. " Oh, yes, Sir, I have just finished Xenophon and Thucidides,
and' am now in Euripides. By the way, Sir, how would you render the
passage beginning xaxdos nsitpanrai ttavraxrj ? "
Old Gentleman. "Ahem! Hey? — What? — Ahem! here, Ruggles, bring
another bottle of claret, and — eh? what? Walter, I think you had better join
the ladies."

133

PLEASANT!
Nervous Gentleman. " Don't you think, Robert, going so fast down hill is very Ukely to make
the horse fall? "
Robert. " Lor bless yer — no Sir! I never throwed a oss down in my Ufe, 'xcept once, and that
was one frosty moonlight night (just such a night as this it was), as I was a-drivin' a gent (as might
be you) from the station, when I throwed down this werry oss in this werry identical place."

134

REWARD OF MERIT.
Ragged Urchin. " Please, give Dad a short pipe."
Barman. " Can't do it. Don't know him."
Ragged Urchin. " Why, he gets drunk here every Saturday
night." Barman. "Oh! does he, my Uttle dear? Then 'ere's a
nice long 'un, with a bit of wax at the end."

135

ALARMING.
Hairdresser. " They say, Sir, the cholera's in the hail, Sir! "
Gent., very uneasy. " Indeed! Ahem! Then I hope you are very particular about the brushes
you use." Hairdresser. " Oh! I see you don't ^understand me, Sir. I don't mean the 'air of the 'ed,
but the hail hoi the ^atmosphere ! "

136

The Jug and his Juvenile Field. — From "Plain or Ringlets."

137

DOMESTIC BLISS.
Domestic (soliloguising) . "WeU! I'm sure Missus had better give this new
bonnet to me, instead of sticking such a young-looking thing upon her old
shoulders." (The impudent minx has immediate warning.)

138

FOX STEALS AWAY FROM THE COVER; BEARDED FOREIGNER OF DISTINCTION
IMMEDIATELY GIVES CHASE.
Whipper-in (with excitement, loquitur). " 'Old 'ard, there ! 'old 'ard! where are you a-gallop-
ing to? Do you think you can catch a fox? "
Foreigner of Distinction (with great glee). " I do not know, mon ami; but I will trai — I will
trai! "

139

TRUE RESPECTABILITY.
First Costermonger. " I wonder a respectable cove like you, BiU, carries your own colly-
flowers ! Why don't yer keep a carridge Uke mine? "
Second Costermonger. " Why don't I keep a carridge? Why, because I don't choose to
waste my hincum in mere show and fashionable display! "

140

WALTONIANS.— SCENE.— ROOM IN COUNTRY-HOUSE.— BREAKFAST-TIME.
Master Tom. " Oh, Robert! "
Robert. " Yes, Sir! » , .
Master Tow. " Oh, I say, Robert! The ladies want me to take 'em out fishing to-day, so just
tell young Evans I shall want him to go with me to get some wasp grubs; and— look here! Tell the
gardener he must get me some large lobworms directly, and a few small frogs, as perhaps we shall try
for a jack. And— hi! Robert, tell him to send 'em in here, that I may see whether they're the right
sort! " (General Exclamation of " Nasty Monkey !" from the Ladies. Old Gentleman being rather deaf
wishes master tom's remarks repeated.) 141

PERFECT SINCERITY; OR, THINKINGS ALOUD.
Mamma. " You are a disagreeable old bachelor, and generally hate children,
I know — but isn't dear little Wormwood a fine, noble little fellow! "
Old Gent. " Well, if you want my candid opinion, I may as well tell you at
once — that I think him the most detestable little beast I ever saw — and if you
imagine I am going to leave him anything because you have named him after me,
you are mightily mistaken."

142

Groom. "That's another favourite oss of master's, Sir, and a good un he is, too, Sir, only he ain't very quiet."
Mr. Green. " Oh, how do you mean — ' Not very quiet? ' "
Groom. " Why, Sir, he'd get you up in a corner and kick yer brains out in no time. He's a'most killed two
men already."

143

PERFECT SINCERITY; OR, THINKINGS ALOUD.
" Are you going? "
" Why, ye-es. The fact is, that your party is so
slow, and I am weally so infernally bored, that I shall
go somewhere and smoke a quiet cigar."
" Well, good night. As you are by no means
handsome, a great puppy, and not in the least amus
ing, I think it's the best thing you can do." 144

STREET DIALOGUE.
First Boy. " I'll punch yer
ed, if yer say much."
Second Boy. " Who 'U
punch my ed? "
First Boy. " I will."
Second Boy. " You will? '
First Boy. " Yes, I will. "
Second Boy. " WeU !— Do
it." First Boy. "Ah!"
Second Boy. "Yes!"
First Boy. "Oh!"
(Boys evaporate).

Mr. Sponge is introduced to " Ercles." — From " Mr. Sponge's Sporting Tour."

145

NO DOUBT.
" Now I dare say, BUI, that air beast of a dog is a good deal more petted than you
or I should be."

146

THE GENTLE CRAFT.
Contemplative Man (in punt). " I don't so much care about the sport, it's the delicious
repose I enjoy so."

147

A PLEASANT STATE OF THINGS.
Piscator (at the top of his voice). " Hi — Tom! Bring the landing-net; he's pulled me in, and got round a post."

148

SPORTING INTELLIGENCE.— (FROM OUR OWN CORRESPONDENT.)
" The country is awfully deep, but the falling is delightfully soft and safe."

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COMING TO THE POINT.
Lover. " Sweet girl, let me — here — away from the busy hum of men — and where no mortal eye can see us —
declare that passion which — which  "
Lady. " There ! for goodness' sake get up, Mr. Tomkins, and don't be ridiculous — just consider all the tele
scopes from the parade!! "

150

AWFUL SCENE ON THE CHAIN PIER, BRIGHTON.
Nursemaid. "Lawk! there goes Charley, and he's took his Mar's
parasol. What will Missus say? "

151

SPORTING EXTRAORDINARY— THE OLD DOG POINTS CAPITALLY.
" I tell yer what it is, Sam! if this fool of a dog is going to stand still like this here in every field he comes to,
we may as well shut up shop, for we shan't find no partridges."

153

One of Multum in Parvo's " going " days. — From " Mr. Sponge's Sporting Tour."

153

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DOMESTIC BLISS.
Head of the Family. " For what we are going to receive, make us
truly thankful. — Hem! cold mutton again! "
Wife of his Bussum. " And a very good dinner too, Alexander. Some
body must be economical. People can't expect to have Richmond and
Greenwich dinners out of the Uttle housekeeping money I have."

154

ROOM FOR IMPROVEMENT.
Dealer. " There. He ain't a 'orse made up for sale. He'll go on im-
provin' every day you keep him — he wiU."

155

FLUNKEIANA.
Coachman. " Why — what's the mat
ter, John Thomas? "
Footman. " Matter enuff ! here's the
Marchioness bin an giv me notice be-

FLUNKEIANA.

cause I don't match Joseph -and I Serious Flunkey, « l should require> Mad fo^ ^
must go unless I can get my fat down suits of clotheSi tw0 ,atS) meat and hale three times a and ' >
in a wppk! " j.  . . .. J J if J

in a week

dispensable."

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SO

GROUNDLESS ALARM.

Eguestrian. " Now, boy, don't you be taking off your hat to make me a bow-
you'll frighten my horse."
Boy. "A — A — A warn't a-going to ! "

157

A WATERING-PLACE YARN.
Youths. " Then, I suppose, when you were a smuggler, you used to have reg'lar combats and fights! "
Boatman. " Combats and Fights ! Lor love yer, we wos a'most always at it. Once in partickler I caU to
mind. There was me and Bill Boker (Black Bill we had used to call him) and four more had just run a
cargo — (middle of the night it wos, and so uncommon dark you couldn't see an inch afore yer) — had just run a
cargo of 'Ollands and pocket handkerchers — when we see about a hundred yards from where we wos — a-comin'
down the clift — the Coast Guard! Well! without saying a word, blowed if they didn't up pieces and let fly right at
us. We fired agin — and — dear eyes! p'raps the bullets warn't flying about neither! It wos desprit wurk — we
wos fightin' 'most all night! "
Youths. "Lor! and which won? "
Boatman. " Oh — we won! But we wos wounded awful! Bill Boker wos shot in the leg and in the
harm — so wos Jim Jawley — and I had three balls through my head and two in the stummuck (wich I feel 'em
now sometimes in the winter I do), besides bein' run through with a cutlass, and all my front teeth knocked out
by the Perwentive man's telescope, wich luckily shut up or there's no knowin' wot might 'a bin the consequence.
Ah! there wos goins on then. But lor, it ain't nothin' like it now ! " (Youths are deeply impressed.)
158

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FLUNKEIANA. — Enter Thomas, who gives warning.
Gentleman. " Oh, certainly ! you can go, of course ; but, as you have been with me for nine years, I
should Uke to know the reason."
Thomas. " Why, Sir, it's my feelins. You used always to read prayers, Sir, yourself — and since Miss
Wilkins has been here, she's bin a-reading of 'em. Now, I can't bemean myself by sayin' « Amen ' to a
guv'ness."

159

FLUNKEIANA.
Master of the House. " Now, pray what is it you complain of? Is not a roast leg of mutton, with plenty
of pudding, vegetables, and beer, a substantial dinner enough for you? "
Flunkey. " Oh! substantial enough, no doubt, Sir; but it really is a quizzeen that — aw — me and the
other gentlemen has not bin accustomed to. It's very corse — very corse indeed, Sir! ! "

160

Mr. Sponge completely scatters his Lordship. — From " Mr. Sponge's Sporting Tour:

161

DOMESTIC BLISS.
Wife (much startled). " Good gracious, Reginald! what are you doing with that gun?"
Reginald (who is very fond of shooting). " Hush! hush! my dear — I've killed two! "
Wife. " My goodness! Two what? — thieves? "
Reginald. " No, dear. Two of those confounded rabbits that are always eating the verbena!
There, go to sleep, darling — I'll have another directly."

162

THE LITTLE DINNER PARTY.
Boy. " Oh! If you please 'm— cook's very sorry 'm— but could she speak to you a moment? "

163

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DOMESTIC BLISS.
Wife of your Bussum. " Oh, I don't want to interrupt you, dear. I
only want some money for baby's socks— and to know whether you wiU
have the mutton cold or hashed."

164

FLUNKEIANA.
Flunkey. " I beg your pardon, Sir— but there is one thing I should Uke to mention at once. I am
afraid — a — that I am expected to clean the boots."
Gentleman. "Bless me! ohdear.no! there must be some mistake ; I always clean them myself 
and if you will leave your shoes outside your door, I will give them a polish at the same time."

165

FLUNKEIANA.
SCENE— A PUBLIC-HOUSE BURY ST. EDMUND'S, AFTER THE DINNER GIVEN BY THE
MAYOR OF BURY TO THE LORD MAYOR OF LONDON.
Country Footman meekly inquires of London Footman. " Pray, Sir, what do you think of our
town? A nice place, ain't it? "
London Footman, condescendingly. " Veil, Joseph, I likes your town well enough. It's clean;
your streets are hairy; and you've lots of rewins. But I don't like your champagne; it's aU
gewsberry."

166

Sporting Man (loquitur). " I say, Charles — that's a promising little filly along o' that bay-haired
woman who's talking to the black-cob-looking man! "

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Country Friend to Sporting Gent from Town. " Well, Jack, I told you we should have a capital day.
You see the frost is quite gone."

168

Mr. Jogglebury Crowdey with his dog and his gun. — From " Mr. Sponge's Sporting Tour."

169

FLUNKEIANA.
Lady. " You wish to leave — really it's very inconvenient. Pray — have you any reason to be
dissatisfied with your place? "
Flunkey. " Oh, dear no, Ma'am — not dissatisfied exactly ; but — a — the fact is, Ma'am, you
don't keep no wehicle, and I find I miss my carriage exercise."

170

A SELL.
Enter sporting youth who has lost the hounds.
Youth. " Seen the hounds go through here, Pikey? "
Pikey. " E-as, a have — tuppense !" ( Youth pays the twopence and gallops on.)
A lapse of twenty minutes is supposed to have taken place, when

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Re-enter sporting youth.
Youth (in a high state of excitement). " Why, confound you! I thought vou told
me you had seen the hounds go through here? "
Pikey. " E-as, so a did; seed 'em yesterday! "

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THE AGRICULTURAL DISTRESS DODGE.

Beggar. " Did you get the lamb's fry? "
His Child. " All right."
Beggar. " WeJI, now, run home and tell yer mother
not to boil the sparrergrass till I come."

173

EXCESSIVELY POLITE.
Well-bred Man. " Your horse seems a little impatient, Sir! Pray go first."

174

FLUNKEIANA.
Gentleman. " Sixty pounds a year ! ! Why, man,
are you aware that such a sum is more than is fre
quently given to a curate? "
Flunkey. " Oh, yes, Sir; but then you would
hardly, I hope, go for to compare me with the hinferior
order of clergy."

175

FLUNKEIANA.
Old Gent. " Thomas, I have always placed the greatest confidence in
you. Now tell me, Thomas, how is it that my butcher's bills are so large,
and that I always have such bad dinners? "
Thomas. " Really, Sir, I don't know, for I am sure we never have
anything nice in the kitchen that we don't always send some of it up into the
parlour! "

176

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177

HUNTING MEMORANDUM.— APPEARANCE OF THINGS IN GENERAL TO A
GENTLEMAN WHO HAS JUST TURNED A COMPLETE SOMERSAULT!!
* &c. &c. represent sparks of divers beautiful colours.

178

SNOW-FLAKES.— No. i.

SNOW-FLAKES.— No. 2.

Street Boy (to his natural enemy, the Policeman). Street Boy. " Hoh ! soosanner ! don't yer cry for me !
" SnowbaUs, Sir! No, Sir, I haven't seen no one throw fol de rol de riddle lol. Here's a joUy shde. Cut away
no snowballs, Sir! " young 'un. It's all serene ! "

179

THE BIRTHDAY.
Cousin Emily. " And so it's Uttle Alfred's birthday
to-morrow. Now, what would he Uke best for a present? "
Alfred (after much reflection). " Why, I think I should
like a — I should Uke a Testament — and — a— a — and — oh,
/ know! I should like a squirt!! "

180

DISCERNMENT.

Clever Child. " Oh! do look here, Mamma dear, such a funny thing! Mr.
Boker's got another forehead at the back of his head." (Boker is delighted.)

181

A FALSE POSITION.
Individual (who is not over strong in his head, or firm
on his legs). " D-d-d-d-id waltzing — ever — make — you —
giddy ? Because, I — shall — be — happy — to — sit — down —
whenever — you're — tired ! "
Girl (who is in high dancing condition). " Oh, dear, no
— I could waltz all night! "

182

"EATCUIUIiCES OIOU&HAM S .

THE CONSCIENTIOUS STABLE-KEEPER.
Gent (who meditates a ride). " Hallo! why, confound it. That's my saddle horse, isn't it? "
Fly-Man. "Yes, Sir! it's all right; Master says you're werry particular about 'avin of 'im
exercised regular — so we puts 'im into the broom when you ain't out a ridin' ! "

183

A HACK FOR THE DAY.
Stable-Keeper (to little Gent) " Set to kicking, and then bolted into a shop! did he, now? Ah!
he always was a light-'arted 'oss."

184

GONE AWAY!
Old Coachman. " Now Miss Ellen! Miss Ellen! You know what your Pa said ! You was to take the
greatest care of Jerry."
Miss Ellen. " So I wUl Robert! and that's why I 'm taking him off the nasty hard road, poor thing! "

185

A PICTURE.
Showing what Master Tom did af-ter see-ing a pan-to-mime — but you would not do so — oh dear no !-
because you are a good boy.

186

SON AND HEIR.
Sou and Heir. " How many of us are there? Why, if you count the girls, there are six— but
some people don't count the girls. — I'm one."

187

A CAUTION TO LITTLE BOYS AT A FESTIVE SEASON.
Mamma. " Why, my dearest Albert, what are you crying for? — so good, too, as you
have been all day! "
Spoiled Little Boy. "Boo-hoo! I've eaten so — much be-ef and t-turkey, that I can't
eat any p-plum p-p-pudding! " [Oh, what a very greedy little fellow.

188

Ruggles. " Hold hard, Master George — it's too wide, and uncommon deep! "
Master George. " All right, Ruggles ! We can both swim! "

189

A PLAYFUL CREATURE.
Cabby. " Don't be alarmed, Sir, it's only his play."

190

A SKETCH OF CHARACTER BY PROFESSOR MILKANSOP,
THE CELEBRATED GRAPHIOLOGIST.
Gentleman (reads). "'InteUigent; strong reUgious feel
ings! fond of Uttle chUdren; loves music, poetry, and the fine
arts; is reluctant to take offence, generous, and forgiving.' —
WeU, I'm blowed, if that ain't wonderful; why, it's my
karactur to a T! "

191

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DISTWESSING— VEWY.

X. 42. " Did you call the police, Sir? "
Swell (who would perish rather than disturb his shirt
collar) " Ya — as, a — I've had the misfortune to dwop
my umbrellaw, and there isn't a boy within a mile to
pick it up — a — will you have the goodness? "

192

ALARMING SYMPTOMS AFTER EATING BOILED BEEF
AND GOOSEBERRY PIE.
Little Boy. " Oh, lor, mar, I feel just exactly as if my jacket
was buttoned."

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VERY LOW PEOPLE.
Purveyor of Poultry. "What sort o' people are they at
number twelve, Jack? "
Purveyor of Meat. " Oh! a rubbishin' lot. Leg o' mutton
a' Mondays, and 'ash an' cold meat the rest o' the week."

194

ADVICE GRATIS.

Ellen. " Oh, don't tease me to-day, Charley; I'm
not at aU well! "
Charley (a Man of the World). " I tell you what it is,
cousin — the fact is, you are in love! Now, you take
the advice of a feUow who has seen a good deal of that
sort of tiling, and don't give way to it! "
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