Summary

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Yesterday Conservatives in open revolt; Ministry seemed tottering; Opposition jubilant. To-day things righted themselves; the rebels say it was only their fun; Dissentient Liberals throw arms round neck of Markiss; protest they would never desert him; Opposition depressed; Ministers elate.
"The head seems to have got the better of the complicated mechanism in the rear of the skate," I say to Old Morality, a little timidly, remembering failure of yesterday's flash of humour. Quick comes the beaming smile. "You're a funny dog, Toby," says Old Morality, looking ten years younger than yesterday.
Source: Gutenberg

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

THE OPERA-GOER'S DIARY.
Monday.—Les Huguenots. Madame Nordica as our Valentine. She is toujours riante. Otherwise, vocally, charming. Ravelli the Reliable as Raoul, much applauded and quite two inches higher in popular estimation. Valentina Nordica cannot take anything seriously. She smiles as she is wont to smile at the supreme moment of his great athletic window-jump, when he is shot out of window and killed so thoroughly that he cannot be produced for the last Act of all, which, therefore, is now never given.
Source: Gutenberg

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Simple-minded folk, not up to this, wait in their stalls, and wonder why everybody else is going. Members of orchestra disappear, lights extinguished, brown-holland coverings descend, the fireman enters, the box-keepers retire, and suddenly it bursts upon the inexperienced Opera-goer that it's all over, except shouting for carriages, and that's over too by now, and that there is to be no more Opera to-night.
Source: Gutenberg

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