Mr. Punch's Life in London 37 – Anonymous · Verses Across
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Mr. Punch's Life in London 37Commercial News
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Literature · Humor
Mr. Punch's Life in London 37
Commercial News
AnonymousEnglish
Policeman O, No. I, has got such an accumulation of corn in bond, under a tight boot, that it is expected he will be allowed the benefit of nominal or fixed duty. He is one of the most extensive growers of corn in the kingdom, and always has on foot a prodigious quantity, which, when he is in competition with those who try to take advantage of his position, must naturally prevent him from striking the average.
Onions were dull at fourpence a rope, and wild ducks were heavy, with sand inside, at three and sixpence a couple.
A considerable deal of business was done in flat-irons on New Year's Day, and there was a trifling advance upon them everywhere.
The dividends on pawnbrokers' stock were payable last week, but the defaulters were very numerous. A highly respectable party in the City, in order to provide for interest coming due, is understood to have funded the greater part of his summer wardrobe.
Long fours, in the candle-market, were dull, but the ten and a half reduced rushlights brightened up towards the close of the day surprisingly.
PERSONS WHO WOULD BENEFIT BY CREMATION.--Charwomen.
FORCED POLITENESS.--Bowing to circumstances.
A NAME OF ILL OMEN.--Persons who are subject to fits of toothache, and do not wish to be reminded of their distressing malady, should avoid going down Long Acre.
PAWNBROKERS' "DUPLICATES."--Their twins.
HAGIOLOGY ON 'CHANGE.--The Brokers' Patron--St. Simon Stock.
MOTTO FOR A TAILOR WHO MAKES COATS OF THE BEST ENDURING CLOTH.--Fuimus, i.e., We Wear.
THE LICENSING SYSTEM.--The big brewer is a vulture, and the unpaid magistrate instrumental to his rapacity is that vulture's beak.
THE BEST NOTE PAPER.--Bank of England.
CHRISTMAS COMES BUT ONCE A YEAR
Cabby (to Gent who has been dining out). "'Ere y'are, sir. This is your 'ouse--get out--be careful, sir--'ere's the step?"
Gent. "Yesh. Thash allri, but wersh my feet?"]
Hairdresser. "Hair begins to get very thin, sir."
Customer. "Yes."
Hairdresser. "Have you tried our tonic lotion?"
Customer. "Yes. That didn't do it though."]
"I 'ear that Tholomon Arons 'as 'ad 'is shop burnt out!"
"Well, 'e 'th a very good feller, Aronth ith. 'E detherves it!"
HOW THE POOR LIVE
The Rev. Mr. Smirk has brought an American millionaire friend to see for himself the distressed state of the poor of his parish.
[He'll give them a little notice next time.
]
FAMILIAR PHRASE EXPLAINED.
Robinson. "Well, old chap, how did you sleep last night?"
Smith (who had dined out). "'Like a top.' As soon as my head touched the pillow, it went round and round!"]
Cab Tout. "I say, Bill, lend me sixpence."
Cabby. "I can't; but I can lend you fourpence."
Cab Tout. "All right. Then you'l owe me twopence."]
Barber. "Your 'air's getting very thin on the top, sir. I should recommend our wash."
Customer. "May I ask if that invigorating liquid is what you have been in the habit of using?"
[Dead silence.
]
FOGGY WEATHER.--"Has Mr. Smith been here?"
"Yes; he was here about an hour ago."
"Was I with him?"]
HIGHLY PROBABLE.--We understand that in consequence of the high price of meat, the Beef-eaters at the Tower have all turned vegetarians.
