Various, Punch, or the London Charivari…
“ Well hit! Mr. Punch chalks it up once more— Your ten-hundredth run between the "creases"! Why, this (at twenty-two yards apiece) is Twelve-miles-and-a half for this season's score! But stay! we've no business to "notch" each mile! With your cuts and draws, and your drives and trick hits, You've only to stand still before the wickets, And straight to the boundary "fours" compile! ”
