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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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gne. Is there an impassable obstacle to the abolition of this anomaly?and is it—fees ? I have my thoughts about a Lord of the Admiralty or Treasury beingforced to seek re-election on taking office and emolument, but perhapsI am too headlong. Pott Wallop. STIRRING STRAINS. Quoth Dr. Macleod the other day at Glasgow :— There is no music in the world to be compared with the bagpipe. (Applause.)* * It is the music a Highlander understands best. * * There is something inthe bagpipe will stir him when nothing else can. (Great applause.) Vara true. Dr. Macleod. Heres your gude health, and a yourfamilees! Dr. Macpunch is a true Hielander, although till now hedid na ken sae muckle of his bluid and bairthplace. As ye say, mon,There is something in the bagpipe whilk sae stirs him that henever can sit quiet when he hears it. Play the bagpipe anywhere in theMacpunchs neighbourhood, and it speedily will stir the Macpunchout of earshot! prarcf) si, 1866.) Punrff, or tije SLontron Cfjarioaii. 131
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