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Title: Punch
Year: 1841 (1840s)
Authors: Lemon, Mark, 1809-1870 Mayhew, Henry, 1812-1887 Taylor, Tom, 1817-1880 Brooks, Shirley, 1816-1874 Burnand, F. C. (Francis Cowley), 1836-1917 Seaman, Owen, 1861-1936
Subjects: English wit and humor English wit and humor, Pictorial
Publisher: (London) : (Punch Publications Ltd., etc.)
Contributing Library: Lincoln Financial Foundation Collection
Digitizing Sponsor: The Institute of Museum and Library Services through an Indiana State Library LSTA Grant

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e, to benot only spiritually, but also, in a natural sense, ticket-of-leave men.As to Cardinal de Angelis, whose signature was appended to theforegoing note of redemption from future punishment, he may callhimself de Angelis, but he must consider himself to be far above allthe Angels. Yet the Cardinal is only the Popes deputy, so that thealtitude assumed for His Holiness is still greater than that pretendedto by his Eminence. When an old priest, to induce cut-throats to fightagainst an excommunicated King, bribes the rascals with chequeson the Bank of Divine Justice, to be presented in the other world, thealtitude that he has attained to is evidently that of absurdity orswindling. CREME DE LA CBEME. It is quite a mistake to suppose that the Rev. Edward Cheese—the distinguished son-in-law of the Bishop of Durham, and the newincumbent of Haughton le Skerne—is of humble origin. We areassured that he is of a very old family in Cheshire. PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.—March 9, 1861.
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THE DURHAM CHEESE. Bishop (toNeedy Clergyman). I AM EXCEEDINGLY SORRY, DEAR BROTHER IN THE CHURCH, BUT YOUSEE I HAVE NOT A DROP LEFT EOR YOU. I HAVE POURED IT ALL INTO MY CHEESE. March 9, 1861.) PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI. 103 THE GOOD OLD BAYS OF JOSEPH HUME. I Sing, I sing, of good times over, When we lived in peace, if not in clover, Were free from alarm as to what the French meant, And the popular cry was for Retrenchment; When, instead of paying for new defences, We tried to cut down all such expenses, And, in the estimates construction, Economists compelled Reduction. Sing hey, sing ho, in sorrow and gloom,For the good old days of Joseph Hume ! When France was not than England stronger,And we thought that war would be no longer;When the Millennium we expected,And our Army and Navy alike neglected;Talked of swords into ploughshares turning,And gunpowder only for pastime burning,In fir .works, or on stubble or heather,And lions and lambs lying down together.Si og hey, sing ho!

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