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"Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, August 9, 1890" is a delightful collection of satirical sketches, witty commentary, and humorous illustrations that provide a fascinating snapshot of British society in the late 19th century. The contributors to this volume showcase a keen sense of wit and sharp observation, targeting various aspects of Victorian life with clever and often cutting humor.

From political cartoons to social commentary, "Punch" covers a wide range of subjects with a light-hearted and irreverent tone. The magazine's clever wordplay and clever caricatures bring to life the social mores and political tensions of the era, offering a unique perspective on the issues of the day.

While some of the references and jokes may be specific to the time period in which they were written, many of the themes and observations in "Punch" remain relevant and relatable to contemporary readers. Overall, "Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, August 9, 1890" is a charming and entertaining read that provides a fascinating glimpse into Victorian humor and satire.

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

VOLUME 99.

August 9, 1890.

FIRST AID TO TOMMY ATKINS.

Sir, I visited the Military Exhibition the other day according to your instructions, my bosom glowing with patriotic ardour. If anything besides your instructions and the general appropriateness of the occasion had been necessary to make my bosom glow thus, it would have been found in the fact that I formerly served my country in a Yeomanry Regiment. I shall never forget the glorious occasions on which I wore a cavalry uniform, and induced some of my best friends to believe I had gone to the dogs and enlisted. However, to relate my Yeomanry adventures, which included a charge by six of us upon a whole army, would be to stray from my point, which is to describe what I saw at the Military Exhibition. I was lame (oh, dear no, not the gout, a mere strain) and took a friend, an amiable young man, with me to lean upon.

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"There's one place I really do know," he had said to me, "and that's this bally place."

I therefore felt I was safe with him. We arrived. We entered. "Take me," I said, "to the battle pictures, so that I may study my country's glories."

"Right!" he answered, and with a promptitude that does him immense credit, he brought me out into a huge arena in the open air with seats all round it, a grand stand, and crowds of spectators... Continue reading book >>


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