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"Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, August 2, 1890" is a satirical magazine that offers a glimpse into the social and political landscape of late 19th century England. Filled with witty cartoons, clever poems, and sharp commentary, the publication provides a humorous and insightful commentary on various topical issues of the time.

The illustrations are especially noteworthy, showcasing the talent of the artists who contributed to the magazine. Whether poking fun at politicians, social conventions, or popular culture, the cartoons are both entertaining and thought-provoking.

The writing in the magazine is also sharp and engaging, offering a mix of satire, parody, and social commentary. The various contributors showcase a keen understanding of the issues of their time, and their observations are as relevant today as they were over a century ago.

Overall, "Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, August 2, 1890" is a thoroughly enjoyable read for anyone interested in history, satire, or British culture. Its blend of humor and social commentary makes it a timeless piece of literature that is sure to entertain and enlighten readers of all backgrounds.

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PUNCH,

OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

VOL. 99.

August 2, 1890.

[Illustration: A "SCENE" IN THE HIGHLANDS.

Ill used Husband ( under the Bed ). "AYE! YE MAY CRACK ME, AND YE MAY THRASH ME, BUT YE CANNA BREAK MY MANLY SPERRIT. I'LL NA COME OOT!!"]

PUNCH TO THE SECOND BATTALION.

"Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?" JUVENAL.

You're off, boys, to Bermuda ( Like "the Bermoothes," "vexed"). The Guards rebel? Proh pudor! What next and next and next? Who'll guard the Guards, if they guard not The fame they should revere? Fie on the row, row, row, row, Of the British Grenadier!

Your Punch is sorry for you, And for these lads "in quod;" But Discipline's a parent That must not spare the rod. May you right soon redeem your name, And no more may Punch hear Of the row, row, row, row, row, row, Of the British Grenadier!

If you have been o'er worried By ultra Martinet; Into unwisdom hurried, Be sure Bull won't forget. But England's Redcoats must not ape The Hyde Park howl, that's clear; So no more row, row, row, row, From the British Grenadier!

ROBERT'S AMERICAN ACQUAINTANCE.

My akwaintance among eminent selebraties seems to be rapidly encreasing... Continue reading book >>


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