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EBOOK PUNCH, VOL. 99 ***


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PUNCH,
OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.
VOL. 99.

August 2, 1890.


[Illustration: A "SCENE" IN THE HIGHLANDS.
_Ill-used Husband_ (_under the Bed_). "AYE! YE MAY CRACK ME, AND
YE MAY THRASH ME, BUT YE CANNA BREAK MY MANLY SPERRIT. I'LL NA COME
OOT!!"]
* * * * *
PUNCH TO THE SECOND BATTALION.
"Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?"--JUVENAL.
You're off, boys, to Bermuda
(_Like_ "the Bermoothes," "vexed").
The Guards rebel? _Proh pudor!_
What next--and next--and next?
Who'll guard the Guards, if they guard not
The fame they should revere?
Fie on the row, row, row, row,
Of the British Grenadier!
Your _Punch_ is sorry for you,
And for these lads "in quod;"
But Discipline's a parent
That _must_ not spare the rod.
May you right soon redeem your name,
And no more may _Punch_ hear
Of the row, row, row, row, row, row,
Of the British Grenadier!
_If_ you have been o'er-worried
By ultra-Martinet;
Into unwisdom hurried,
Be sure Bull won't forget.
But England's Redcoats must _not_ ape
The Hyde Park howl, that's clear;
So no more row, row, row, row,
From the British Grenadier!
* * * * *
ROBERT'S AMERICAN ACQUAINTANCE.
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