Summary

Various,  Punch, or the London Charivari…

“ If some who prate of paupers' ways, their tantrums, or their love of snuffing,
Their fretting at cold, hard-fast rules, their fancy for sly bacca-puffing,
Could only scan the paupers' past a little closer than their mode is,
They'd learn that still some sparks of soul burn in those broken-down old bodies.
And soul does kick at iron rules, and icy ways. Old blood runs chilly,
And craves the heat, of love, fire, pipe, to warm it up like.
”
Source: Gutenberg

Various,  Punch, or the London Charivari…

“ How would it do if we gave him a nice comfortable easy-chair—something he could sit in of an evening, y' know?
Mr. Sibb. A touchy chap like Porpentine would be sure to fancy we thought he wanted something soft after a hard bench and a plank bed—you can't go and give him furniture!
Mr. Cocker. (with dignity) . There's a way of doing all things. I wasn't proposing to go and chuck the chair at him—he's a sensitive feller in many respects, and he'd feel that, I grant you. He can't object to a little present of that sort just from four friends like ourselves.
”
Source: Gutenberg

Various,  Punch, or the London Charivari…

“ Are a number of grizzle-lock'd men, every one is a true 'hoary sire.'
Bowed, time-beaten, grey, yet alert and responsive to kindness of speech;
And see how old eyes can light up if you promise a pipe-charge to each.
For the comforting weed Kingsley eulogised is not taboo in this place,
Where the whiff aromatic brings not cold reproval to Charity's face.
”
Source: Gutenberg

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