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Title: Punch, Or the London Charivari, Volume 101, November 21, 1891

Author: Various

Release Date: December 1, 2004 [EBook #14229]

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PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

VOL. 101.

November 21st, 1891.

[Illustration: CARS, IN HONOUR OF THE WELSH LORD MAYOR,

STRANGELY ENOUGH OMITTED FROM THE PROCESSION ON THE NINTH.]

* * * * *

CANCEL, OR RECALL.

The _World_ last week sounded a note about the compulsory retirement, by
reason of age, from one of the large Revenue Departments, of a gentleman
who has the great honour to be the son of "the most distinguished Irishman
of this century." If this sentence has really been passed authoritatively,
which _Mr. Punch_ takes leave to doubt, then said "Authority" will do well
to recall it in favour of the son of the Liberator, which his name is also
"DAN." And, to give the well-known lines so often quoted,--

"When DAN'L saw the writing on the wall,
At first he couldn't make it out at all."

And the sooner the official writing on the wall--if it exists--be
obliterated, the better for the public service, as, when the public, like
the Captain in the ballad of "_Billy Taylor_," "Comes for to hear on't,"
the said British Public will "werry much applaud what has been done" in
suppressing, not issuing, reconsidering, or revoking the order. So says
"Mr. P.," and the "B.P." will agree with him.

* * * * *

THE ANCIENT MILLINER.

(_His Reminiscences of the Recent Gale._)

PART I.

It was the Ancient Milliner
Stood by his open door;
The tale he told was something like
A tale I'd heard before.

* * * * *

I called forthwith a Hansom, and
"Now, Cabman, drive!" I cried;
"For I must get this bandbox home
Before the eventide.

"The bride a-pacing up the aisle
Mad as a dog would be,