Title:  Punch, Or The London Charivari, Vol. 100, June 27, 1891

Author:  Various

Release Date:  September 10, 2004 [EBook #13421]

Language:  English

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PUNCH,

Or the London charivari.

Vol. 100.

June 27, 1891.

A WAIL FROM THE TUB.

A reminiscence of Sunday, the 14th of June.

Scene.—­Hyde Park.  Demonstration in progress, with the not unreasonable object of inducing Parliament to extend the Factory Acts to small and insanitary laundries.  A lengthy procession, composed of sympathetic Railway Workers, Cabmen, Journeymen Tailors, Gas Stokers, House-Decorators, Carpenters, &c., &c., alt with resplendent banners and hired bands, has marched into the Park, together with some lorries and drags containing deputations of ladies from the laundry in the highest possible spirits.  Once arrived, each platform chiefly concerns itself with the grievances of its own particular supporters, while a crowd of sightseers circulates, enjoying the oratory with a desultory impartiality.  The usual silhouettes of gesticulating speakers appear like jerky clockwork figures above the throng.  A crowd of Socialists are “remembering Chicago” in a corner.  The chief centre of attraction is a drag occupied by a Philanthropic Young-lady Chairwoman, her chaperon, some leading laundresses, one or two male sympathisers, and a couple of reporters.  The Chairwoman conducts the proceedings with the greatest possible tact and grace, but is slightly hampered by the levity of a crowd composed of factory-girls, semi-imbecile larrikins, and professional laundresses, whose burning anxiety for reform masks itself under a surface frivolity.  In the neighbourhood is a lorry decorated with clean shirts, and occupied by young washerwomen fired by an enthusiasm which manifests itself in bursts of shrill cheering and lively interchange of chaff with the spectators.  In the meantime, the business of this particular platform proceeds somewhat as follows:—­

The Chairwoman (with patient good-humour).  Now, I’m sure you’ll all be as quiet as you can while I ... (Hubbub, caused by a personal altercation between two Women in the crowd, and shouts of “Order!") Because really my doctor has ordered me not to speak in the open air at all ... (Here an ill-conditioned female, taking offence for some inscrutable reason, remarks loudly, “’Er doctor, indeed, she’s a beauty, she is—­’er