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قراءة كتاب Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 107, September 8, 1894
تنويه: تعرض هنا نبذة من اول ١٠ صفحات فقط من الكتاب الالكتروني، لقراءة الكتاب كاملا اضغط على الزر “اشتر الآن"
Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 107, September 8, 1894
say, "the Irishman as patronised by Austin;
He is not black, though painted so—in fact he's rather white."
Don't patronise so much, dear A. I do not say you write ill;
But oh that awful title, with its most offensive D——!
Devoutly do I hope, dear A., you'll find a better title,
And write a wiser article when next you cross the sea.
Studies from the New-de.—The rage for "New"-ness, which commenced with the New Humour, is extending to the theatres. The New Boy now has for a competitor The New Woman. What matters, so long as neither is a Nui-S'ance?
"Finest English!"
"By their fruits ye shall know them," these vendors of peaches,
Tomatoes, and cob-nuts, and currants and cherries;
But what we yet lack is the wisdom that teaches
Detection of fraudulent fruits, nuts, and berries,
Which come from abroad, to the Britisher's table,
All marked "Finest English!" that lying old label!
A Trade Mark is wanted—to badge these false brutes,
That Bull may not only know them but their fruits.
The Seven Ages of Man.—Cot-age (Infancy), Trot-age (Nursery Toddler), Hot-age (Youth), Shot-age (Sport), Knot-age (Matrimonial), "Pot"-age (Celebrity), and Dot-age (Senility).
The Real Fall of Man.—Falling in love!