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Title: Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, March 15, 1890

Author: Various

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PUNCH,

OR, THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

VOLUME 98.

MARCH 15, 1890.

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MR. PUNCH'S MORAL MUSIC-HALL DRAMAS.

No. VIII.--JACK PARKER;

_Or, The Bull who knew his Business._

CHARACTERS.

_Jack Parker ("was a cruel boy, For mischief was his sole employ." Vide_
Miss JANE TAYLOR.)

_Miss Lydia Banks ("though very young, Will never do what's rude or
wrong."--Ditto.)_

_Farmer Banks_ } By the Brothers GRIFFITHS.
_Farmer Banks's Bull_ }

_Chorus of Farm Hands._

SCENE--_A Farmyard._ R. _a stall, from which the head of the Bull is
visible above the half-door. Enter_ Farmer BANKS _with a cudgel_.

[Illustration]

_Farmer B. (moodily)._

When roots are quiet, and cereals are dull,
I vent my irritation on the Bull.

[_We have_ Miss TAYLOR'S _own authority for this rhyme_.

Come hup, you beast! (_Opens stall and flourishes cudgel--the Bull comes
forward with an air of deliberate defiance._)

Oh, turning narsty, is he?

(_Apologetically, to Bull._)

Another time will do! I see you're busy!

[_The Bull, after some consideration, decides to accept this
retractation, and retreats with dignity to his stall, the door of which
he carefully fastens after him. Exit_ Farmer BANKS, L., _as_ LYDIA
BANKS _enters_ R., _accompanied by Chorus. The Bull exhibits the
liveliest interest in her proceedings, as he looks on, with his
forelegs folded easily upon the top of the door._

_Song_--LYDIA BANKS (_in Polka time._)

I'm the child by Miss JANE TAYLOR sung;
Unnaturally good for one so young--
A pattern for the people that I go among,
With my moral little tags on the tip of my tongue,
And I often feel afra