Summary

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Punch, with a sigh—"we did not come out altogether satisfactorily. Even the second man was a Frenchman—albeit, his name was suggestive of dear old Scotland."
"And do you mean to say," said the New-Zealander, "that the best scullers of England were beaten by a boating-man from the Seine?"
"It is too true, and the Frenchman himself succumbed to a Dutchman—yes, we confess it, and with shame."
"I don't see why you should," returned the other, changing his tone to one of greater satisfaction. "As a New-Zealander, I observe nothing degrading in the superiority of Old Holland."
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

When it is opened, there will be Knighthoods for the Sheriffs, and a Baronetcy for the Lord MAYOR."
"And yet," pondered the New-Zealander, "I was certainly informed by wire, that the glory of Britain had vanished for ever."
"Very likely an Election cry," observed Mr. Punch, "In the midst of a contested polling, both sides think the success of their rivals must be followed by immediate disaster. But somehow or other, things settle down afterwards, and nothing comes of it. Whichever side wins, the old flag floats in the wind as gaily and as prosperously as ever."
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Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

In any case it is quite certain that every critic who reviews the volume will say of it, that no previous book has ever presented to us, with such complete fidelity, the British prize-fighter as he lives and moves, and has his being—not the gaudy, over-dressed and over-jewelled creature whom the imagination of the public pictures as haunting the giddy palaces of pleasure, and adored by the fairest of the fair, but the rough, uncouth, simple creature to whom we Britons owe our reputation for pluck and stamina.
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