Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 26 1890 By: Various
"Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 26 1890" is a satirical publication that provides a humorous and clever take on various social and political issues of its time. The collection of cartoons, articles, and literary pieces offer a glimpse into the cultural landscape of late 19th century London. The witty writing and sharp illustrations showcase the talent of the various contributors and editors of Punch. The magazine's ability to address serious topics with a light-hearted touch makes for an engaging and entertaining read. While some of the references and jokes may be specific to the time period in which it was written, there are still plenty of universal themes that can resonate with modern readers. Overall, "Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 26 1890" is a fascinating historical document that offers insights into the humor and satire of the late Victorian era. First Page: PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI VOLUME 98, April 26TH 1890 edited by Sir Francis Burnand MR. PUNCH'S MORAL MUSIC HALL DRAMAS. (CONTINUED FROM P. 145.) No. IX. UNDER THE HARROW. A Conventional Comedy Melodrama, in Two Acts. ACT. II. SCENE Same as in Act I.; viz., the Morning room at Natterjack Hall. Evening of same day. Enter BLETHERS. Blethers. Another of Sir POSHBURY'S birthdays almost gone and my secret still untold! ( Dodders. ) I can't keep it up much longer ... Ha, here comes his Lordship he does look mortal bad, that he do! Miss VERBENA ain't treated him too well, from all I can hear, poor young feller! Enter Lord BLESHUGH. Lord Bleshugh. BLETHERS, by the memory of the innumerable half crowns that have passed between us, be my friend now! I have no others left. Persuade your young Mistress to come hither you need not tell her I am here, you understand. Be discreet, and this florin shall be yours! Blethers. Leave it to me, my Lord. I'd tell a lie for less than that, any day, old as I am! [ Exit. Lord Bl. I cannot rest till I have heard from her own lips that the past few hours have been nothing but a horrible dream ... She is coming! Now for the truth! [ Enter VERBENA. Verbena. Papa, did you want me? ( Recognises Lord B. controls herself to a cold formality... Continue reading book >>

Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 26 1890 By: Various

"Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 26 1890" is a satirical publication that provides a humorous and clever take on various social and political issues of its time. The collection of cartoons, articles, and literary pieces offer a glimpse into the cultural landscape of late 19th century London.

The witty writing and sharp illustrations showcase the talent of the various contributors and editors of Punch. The magazine's ability to address serious topics with a light-hearted touch makes for an engaging and entertaining read.

While some of the references and jokes may be specific to the time period in which it was written, there are still plenty of universal themes that can resonate with modern readers. Overall, "Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 26 1890" is a fascinating historical document that offers insights into the humor and satire of the late Victorian era.

First Page:

PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI

VOLUME 98, April 26TH 1890

edited by Sir Francis Burnand

MR. PUNCH'S MORAL MUSIC HALL DRAMAS.

(CONTINUED FROM P. 145.)

No. IX. UNDER THE HARROW.

A Conventional Comedy Melodrama, in Two Acts.

ACT. II. SCENE Same as in Act I.; viz., the Morning room at Natterjack Hall. Evening of same day. Enter BLETHERS.

Blethers. Another of Sir POSHBURY'S birthdays almost gone and my secret still untold! ( Dodders. ) I can't keep it up much longer ... Ha, here comes his Lordship he does look mortal bad, that he do! Miss VERBENA ain't treated him too well, from all I can hear, poor young feller!

Enter Lord BLESHUGH.

Lord Bleshugh. BLETHERS, by the memory of the innumerable half crowns that have passed between us, be my friend now! I have no others left. Persuade your young Mistress to come hither you need not tell her I am here, you understand. Be discreet, and this florin shall be yours!

Blethers. Leave it to me, my Lord. I'd tell a lie for less than that, any day, old as I am! [ Exit.

Lord Bl. I cannot rest till I have heard from her own lips that the past few hours have been nothing but a horrible dream ... She is coming! Now for the truth! [ Enter VERBENA.

Verbena. Papa, did you want me? ( Recognises Lord B. controls herself to a cold formality... Continue reading book >>

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