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    Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 98, January 18, 1890
    Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 98, January 18, 1890
    Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 98, January 18, 1890
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    Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 98, January 18, 1890

    By Various Various and F. C. (Francis Cowley) Burnand

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      Title: Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 98, January 18, 1890

      Author: Various

      Editor: Francis Burnand

      Release Date: May 23, 2007 [EBook #21590]

      Language: English

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      PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

      VOL. 98.

      January 18th, 1890.

      AMONG THE AMATEURS.

      No. III.—REALISATION.

      Scene

      —Theatre Royal, Blankbury, on the first night of the performance of the well-known Comedy of Heads or Tails? by the Thespian Perambulators. Time, 7:50 P.M. A brilliant and fashionable assemblage is gradually filling the house. In the Stalls are many distinguished Amateurs of both Sexes, including Lady

      Surbiton

      , who has brought her husband and Mrs.

      Gagmore

      (Lady

      Surbiton's

      particular friend). The rest of the Stalls are occupied by the immediate friends and relations of the Actors. A few professional Critics are to be seen. They are addressed with much politeness by the Amateurs in front of the House, and played to with feverish anxiety by the Amateurs on the Stage. The Orchestra is composed of excellent Amateur Musicians. The Curtain has not yet risen.

      Lady Surbiton (to Mrs.

      Gagmore

      ). My dear, it's a wonder we ever got here.

      Charles

      of course forgot the date, and told me only yesterday he'd invited some men to stay for a shoot. He had to listen to reason, though, and so we spent all yesterday sending telegrams to put them off. I've been at every performance of The Thespians for years, and it wouldn't do to begin missing them now, would it?

      Mrs. Gagmore. Certainly not, dear, it would have been quite a calamity. There's the Duchess of

      Middlesex

      nodding to you.

      Lady S. So it is. (Smiles sweetly at the Duchess, who is sitting three rows off.) I call it scandalous of her to come out like this when both her twins have got the measles. Did I tell you I lent Mr.

      Spinks

      my pet parrot, Penelope, for this performance?

      Mrs. G. No, dear. I didn't know they ever played it with a parrot.

      Lady S. Well, they don't usually, but Mr.

      Spinks

      told me that, after studying the piece very very carefully, he had come to the conclusion that there ought to be a parrot in Lady Shorthorn's drawing-room, and he begged me to lend him mine. Fortunately it scarcely ever talks. Oh, there's Mr.

      Penfold

      ! How old he's getting to look. He never seems to have a good word to say for anyone in his critiques. They're very late in beginning. I hope nothing has happened to Penelope. Ah! at last.

      The Orchestra strikes up. After a few minutes the Curtain rises on the Drawing-room at Bullivant Court. Sc. 1, Act 1.

      Harry Hall

      , in livery as

      John

      the Footman, is reclining on a sofa, reading a magazine. Penelope, in her cage, is a conspicuous object on the O.P. side.

      John (yawning). "Nothink in the Fortnightly, as per usual. Heigh-ho! This is slow work. Who's that?"

      Enter

      Belinda

      , the

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