* * * * *
CAUTION.—None are genuine unless duly stamped—with good humour, good taste, and good jokes. Observe: “PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI, price Threepence,” is on the cover. Several spurious imitations are abroad, at a reduced price, the effects of which are dreadful upon the system.
* * * * *
W(H)AT TYLER.
The following pictorial joke has been sent to us by Count D’Orsay, which he denominates
[Illustration: TILING A FLAT.]
All our attempts to discover the wit of this tableau d’esprit have been quite fu-tile. Perhaps our readers will be more successful.
* * * * *
A MESMERIC ADVERTISEMENT.
Wanted, by Mons. Lafontaine, a few fine able-bodied young men, who can suffer the running of pins into their legs without flinching, and who can stare out an ignited lucifer without winking. A few respectable-looking men, to get up in the room and make speeches on the subject of the mesmeric science, will also be treated with. Quakers’ hats and coats are kept on the premises. Any little boy who has been accustomed at school to bear the cane without wincing will be liberally treated with.
* * * * *
AN ALARMING STRIKE.
HORACE TWISS, on being told that the workmen employed at the New Houses of Parliament struck last week, to the number of 468, declared that he would follow their example unless Bob raised his wages.
* * * * *
SIR RHUBARB PILL, M.P. & M.D.
“Now the Poor Law is
the only remedy for all the distresses
referred to contained in the
whole of the Baronet’s
speech.”—Morning
Chronicle, Sept. 21.
Oh! dear Doctor,
Great bill
And pill
Concoctor,
Most worthy follower in the steps
Of Dr. Epps,
And eke that cannie man
Old Dr. Hanneman—
Two individuals of consummate gumption,
Who declare,
That whensoe’er
The patient’s labouring under a
consumption,
To save him from a trip across the Styx,
To ancient Nick’s
In Charon’s shallop,
If the consumption be upon the canter,
It should be put upon the gallop
Instanter;
For, “similia similibus curantur,”
Great medicinal cod
(Beating the mode
Of old Hippocrates, whom M.D.’s
mostly follow,
Quite hollow);
Which would make
A patient take
No end of verjuice for the belly-ache;
And find, beyond a question,
A power of good in
A lump of cold plum-pudding
For a case of indigestion.
And just as sage,
In this wise age,
’Faith, Dr. Peel, is your
law;
Which, as a remedy
For poverty,
Would recommend the Poor Law.