قراءة كتاب Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, March 29, 1890
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Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, March 29, 1890
class="smcap">R-b-ns-n run out through losing his way in trying to find the wicket
At the conclusion of the innings, as daylight was beginning to break, it was determined to draw the stumps, it being settled that play should be resumed on the following midnight, when the opposing team were to take their turn at the wicket.
"Pour les Beaux Yeux."—Last week Dr. Ogle lectured excellently well and very wisely on the statistics of marriage in England. Altogether, it appears that this is not a marrying age. Those young men and maidens who are in search of partners for life, must keep their eyes open, and—— Ogle. Very leery advice would be expected from anyone of the name of Ogle.
ROBERT ON THE BOAT-RACE.
At the moment as I rites on the most importentest ewent of the hopening Spring, the warst majority of the four millions on us is a passing their days and nites in wundering which blew side will win. Why they is both blew, puzzles me. If so be as they was both saleing boats, in course I coud unnerstand it, but, as they ain't, I gives up the puzzle, and gos a-head.
By the by, Brown has given me a strate tip, which I ginerously gives to all my numerus readers. If it's a nice light day, Cambrige will suttenly win; but if it's a dull, dark day, Hoxford will suttenly not lose. So if any of my frends drops their money, it suttenly won't be my fault.
I remember as one year we had 'em all to dinner at the Manshun House after the Race, and werry remarkabel fine appytites they all seemed to have, winners and loosers alike. I spose as Hoxford lost that time, and most likely from the same cause. For I remembers as the Company werry kindly drunk the elth of the man who pulled the ropes on that occasion, and he was just sech another little feller as the won as lost last year, and wen he returned thanks he sed werry wisely, I thort, as he shood never pull the ropes again in a great match, for if your boat won nobody didn't give you no praise for it, but if it lost, everybody said as it was your fault.
I seed a good many of my respected Paytrons on that ocasion a injoying of theirselves in their serveral ways. The Maria Wood state Barge was there in all her glory, and plenty of gay company aboard, including several members of the honoured Copperashun. In fack you ginerally sees a fair number on 'em when there's anythink a going forred, whether of a usefool or a hornymental caracter. One or two other wessels carried their onered flag. But I looked in wane for any, the werry slightest, simptom of the County Counsel of London having put in a appearance. Poor Fellers, what with plenty of dull, dry hard work, and not a partikle of rashnal injoyment, no not ewen such a trifle as a bit of free wittles or a drop of free drink, what will they be looking like at the end of their second year of hoffis? Why it's my beleef as their werry best frends won' kno 'em. No wunder as they all wants to get free admissions to all the Theaters and Music Alls. Rayther shabby idear for a full blown County Counsellor, when a shilling will take him amost anywheres.
I thinks upon the hole as I prefers a Boat Race to an Horse Race. In the fust place the grand excitement lasts much longer, in the nex place of course their ain't no crewel whipping and spurring of the two gallant Crews to make 'em go faster than possible, in the nex place their ain't not no dust, and what a blessed loss that is I spose most on us knows by his own blinded xperience, in the nex place there ain't but werry little showting and borling and skreaming, and far beyond all, one is abel direckly after the race is over, insted of rushing off to a scrowged tent and paying 3s. 6d. for a bit of cold beef, werry Carelessly served, to set down carmly and comfortably in one's littel cabbin, and partake in peas and quiet of all the good things as kind friends has purvided, while gliding smoothly along our own butifool River a returnin to that peacefool home to witch one's thorts allers naterally turns wen the plesure or the bizziness of the day is all over, and our strengths is replenisht with plenty of good wittles and drink.
Robert.
"Go to Bath!"—Yes, to make sketches and flattering comments, but not to ridicule the dulness and dinginess of the place, or the local papers will "slate" you. They don't like "the New Bath Guy'd!"
"Lenten Entertainment."—Going to see Succi the fasting man. By the way, very wrong of Succi not to avail himself of the Papal dispensation.

"NONE BUT THE BRAVE DESERVE THE FARE."
The Rector's Wife (at School-Feast, to one of the Boys, who had been doing very "good business"). "What's the matter, Noggins? Don't you feel Well?"
Noggins. "No, M'm,—but—I'll hev—to be wuss, M'm—afore I give in!"
DROPPING THE PILOT.
Great Pilot, whom so many storms have tried,
To see thee quit the helm at last, at last,
And slow descend that vessel's stately side,
Whilst yet waves surge and skies are overcast,
Wakes wondering memories of that mighty past,
Shaped by a guiding hand,
Strong to direct as strenuous