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September 13 , 1868.J THE TOM AH A WK. I...
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FRENCH PICTURES FOR THE ENGLISH: By Jules Canard.
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Sp [ lashing A recent Houses article of ...
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September 13 , 1868.J The Tom Ah A Wk. I...
September 13 , 1868 . J THE TOM AH A WK . Ill
French Pictures For The English: By Jules Canard.
FRENCH PICTURES FOR THE ENGLISH : By Jules Canard .
Sp [ Lashing A Recent Houses Article Of ...
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the county of Kent . ' * All right . Take , your seat . ' , throwing pony "On , which this the , the mud ins pretended to over raise his sportsman his rider front with and bestrides the hind sam legs a e irregularity wooden , to trot , automaton to as prance a real , horse man of would fashion do pays across the country account . , After casts an having eye of been approbation well splashed towards , the the bespattered mirror , and costume then , in with Bond a whi street p in , Piccadill his hand y , , or goes Pall and mall exhibits , in order his that it may be supposed that he has just returned from a grand hunt . "
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Tomahawk . ] To the Editor of the " Gamin de Paris ? Hotel of the Two Worlds Saturday and St . Cloud , 5 th , S Leicester ept ., 1868 S . quare . My much See - here respecte I have d and arrived well . - Albion beloved the Redacteur Perfidiousthe , White-cliffed , has taken me to her bosomand I rest au , cinquieme I not undergone in the , hotel for of thy a compatr sake ! iot I . will Oh not , my , speak friend of , wh the at have ill of
the savag se e , " of cap the tan br " utal and " his stewar " 6 ol " - with mutton his " cry No of , " I Tic will -etes draw ? of the the befel curtain me over at " my Folk misery -es-tone —my . " despair ! I will only tell you what The " Have steam you -boat anything arrived to , declare and I ? walked " shouted up the a douanier ladder . . "Have you " Wives cigars , ! rum " I exclaimed , rosbif , wives . !"
" Oh yes j wives to sell in Smithfield . Have you of them ? You I declared must pay I the had duty no wives . Now for appear sale ( oh you , the sharp barbarian witted s . " !) , and was carry allowed ing knives to and pass torches . I then , and found screaming confronting for my me bloo a d . crowd long " See blonde , " cried curls a . young " See " mees ! let , us " with attack very him large —he teeth has , poor and feet two —he cannot defend himself !"
" Some Leave " riflemans him alone " , stepped " they said forward ; " he and is made a forei a gner way , for he must me . see the custom—he must be crossed with a line / ' * pass Upon . " this Ah ! the " she blonde cried " , mees " his mother laughed knows and permitte not that d me he to is abroad I walked , let us along murder between him J " two rows of rabble , who brandished their ^ mm ^ r ^** ** swords rr ^^^ ^ p »^^ * and > v *« w ¦ torches ^^^^ ^ m ^ mr ^ arm , ^ m «¦ and fli ^ bvv screamed ™^ ^^ ^ ^^ ^ » ^ ^ ^ ^^ »» for ^ - ^^ «¦ . my ^^« v blood ^^ ^ - ^» - - ^ - ^^ . » " ^ He ^ ^— ^^ ' mm s
be pale ' muzzled , " they said ' to . death " He ! " is a Still puppy the of " Riflemans a ' < 5 ?< t / dogne ' cried ] let out him , with be brutal * customs laughter ' —to cross , " He him is stranger with a . line We ! " go And to then show the him crowd the howled After with five horrid minutes merriment I came , and upon followed a long me building . without windows upon which . The had roof been was spiked surmounted the heads with of several Fenians flagstaffs , " pic , - pockets " See " there and D the irectors * Custom of railway '—it is trains the Hotel . of the * Beadle' of cross Folk-es you -tone with ! a Enter line . you Come , and now appear ; " and sharp I was -witted hustled . We in . must the * Evidently Equatoi as the " Crossing " riflemans 1 the " Line were ., '— alluding [ ED . TOM ' to . ] that curious custom known by sailors passing
tered gloomy It . was I as was very the hungry grave dark , — . and A this long could " Custom vault see nothing appeared . " Sombre . I before felt with as me destiny my as hand I en — - for I the cried wall out , a " nd What touched is this something ?—oh , tell which me seemed ! I faint like with wood terror . ! I am A fiendish stranger laug ! " echoed through the vault , and then a gruff voice died fro rep m lied fri , ht " You at b hav eing e crossed touched with the head a line of ! a Now compatriot it is who
turn ! Ha , ha g , Frenchman , we will now avenge the victory your you won at Waterloo !" proachi I then ng felt at myself the other bou end nd of han the d an passage d foot , . and Soon saw the a lig lig ht grew apstronger , and then a procession entered in the following order : " Polis-mans " " Polis-mans " to to
Clear the way . Clear the way . Eight " Beef-eaters " ( two and two ) A Live devouring Bullock ! The Chaplain of the " Maire of Folk-es-tone " drinking Rum .
Eight Cock-fighters ( two and two ) " Plum drawing Pudding a cart of . " Eng Sing lish " Nobl " O-dam eman !" s " Sixteen " Riflemans " ( two and two ) dancing the
" I *^* - «» lan ^ »^ ^ r ^ ^^ Fling «^ b ^^^ ^ 0 . " "THE MAIRE OF FOLK-ES-TONE " ( dressed as Neptune . ) Eight Prize-fighters ( two and two ) The Championship fightin of g for the " Light-scull . "
Eight " Doctors of Divinity " ( for the wounded . ) Two Hearses ( for the dead . ) Eight " Beef-eaters " ( two and two ) Another devouring Live Bullock 1 " Polis-mans " " Polis-mans "
to to Clear the way . Clear the way . spot When upon this which procession I was standing had arrived , the " within Maire ten of Folk paces -es- of tone the , " stranger dressed , as we must Neptune cross , cried him with out a " line Stop I " ! Bring forward the
tested facing Two , the but " polis terrible resistance -mans Maire " rushed was in his useless forward marine , and costume and I soon seized . found me . myself I probeen " Stranger in Albion , " said before the ? " municipal Neptune , " you have never " " Very Never well . I , then am stranger . I must . cross I am you Frenchman with the . " line . It is an old custom of mt the * Magna —¦— Carta - — - —— - ^ — - —» / You -www must submit ! "
me ^ m ^^^ " ? I " am h # W ^^ »» prisoner mi -mr »™ - ^ . — I am j ™^ a minority — ^ . What ^ **«¦¦•« # ^ p «* would wh ^ a *«*«* * you with and " You the crowd must roared be washed with deli ! " screamed ht . the Maire savagely , The blood rushed to my face g , and I felt as if some one had struck " Coward me , so ! you great insult was the me affront ! " I cried ! . " Know then that a
Frenchman " Aha 1 we dies shall , but never see—we washes shall !" see , " howled the Maire . " Here , polismans , bring the soap . " They " What broug is this ht a « soap lump T of I a asked sort . of yellow tallow and thrust in my face . I had never seen it before . bath " Now . It then was when for the I tub saw ! " the and bath they that actuall the tears y produced began a to huge run
the down better my cheeks feeling . of I thought these savages " I am . a M minority y sobs will . I will move appeal them . to " ** be " I magnanimous am prisoner , " and I said do , not with insult a voice me !" broken with emotion ? " It is the custom of * Magna Carta '" replied the Maire .
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Tomahawk (1867-1870), Sept. 12, 1868, page 111, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/t/issues/ttw_12091868/page/9/
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