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Title: Punch
Year: 1841 (1840s)
Authors: Lemon, Mark, 1809-1870 Mayhew, Henry, 1812-1887 Taylor, Tom, 1817-1880 Brooks, Shirley, 1815-1874 Burnand, F. C. (Francis Cowley), 1836-1917 Seaman, Owen
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Publisher: (London : Punch Publications, etc.)
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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I pasted up the Standard of our glorious leader—at 19minutes past 7, by the clock of the great minaret at Cairo, which wasclearly visible through my refracting telescope. My heart throbbed whenthe deed was done. My eyes filled with tears—I am not at liberty tostate here all the emotions of triumph and joy which rose ui my bosom—so exquisitely overpowering were they. There was Punch familiar old Punch—his back to the desert, his beaming face turned towards thoNile. Bless him ! I exclaimed, embracing him ; and almost choking, gavethe signal to the Arabs to move on. These savage creatures are only too ready to obey an order of this na-ture. They spin a man along, be his size never so considerable. Theyrattled up to the second landing so swiftly that I thought I should bebroken-winded for ever. But they gave us little time to halt. Yallah !Again we mount . — tis the last and most arduous ascent—tho limbsquiver, the pulses beat, the eyes shoot out of the head, the brain reels,
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the knees tremble and totter, and you are on the summit! I dont knowhow many hundred thousand feet it is above the level of the sea, but Iwonder after that tremendous exercise that I am not a roarer to mydying hour. When consciousness and lungs regained their play, another copy ofthe placard was placed under a stone—a third was launched into airin the manner before described, and we gave three immense cheersfor Punch, which astonished the undiscovered mummies that lie dark-ling in tomb-chambers, and must have disturbed the broken-nosed oldSphinx who has been couched for thousands of years in the desert hard by.This done, we made our descent from the Pyramids. And if, my dear Sir, you ask me whether it is worth a mans while tomount up those enormous stones, I will say in confidence that thousandsof people went to see tho Bottle Conjuror, and that we hear of gentlemenbecoming Free-Masons every day. A TRUE STORT-Britannia was in a very bad way, and was getting lower and lowerunder the

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