Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 100, June 27, 1891 by Various
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I sez, "but ..." (_Here another disturbance takes place; a little man,
with red whiskers, has mildly objected to being leant upon by a burly stranger, who bawls_--"What are you afraid on? You ain't bin fresh painted, 'ave yer? Are yer 'oller inside--or what? Ga arn--I never knoo a carrotty-'aired man good for anything yet," &c., &c.) Then there's Mr. MATTHEWS, the 'OME SECKERTARY, _'e's_ against us, which I think 'e must be a woman-'ater hisself! (_Feeling suggestion from crowd that the_ HOME SECRETARY _has suffered a disillusion in his younger days._) But I was goin' to tell yer what we poor women 'ave got to put up with. Now there's a Mrs. HIRONMOULD, of Starch Row, Hacton Green, as I've worked for. (_A Lady in crowd, who knows_ Mrs. H. "Ah, _she's_ a beauty!" _Cheers for_ Mrs. HIRONMOULD.) Well, I'll tell yer something about _'er_--it'll jest show you what _she_ is! Why, that woman, as I know myself, she acshally ... (_She relates a personal and Rabelaisian reminiscence of_ Mrs. H., _to the huge delight of the audience._) I'll tell yer another thing--I've worked for a man down at South End, Healing, and this'll show yer the amount o' hinsult and hill-treatment we 'ave to stand, and never say nothing to. I've seed 'im, hover and hover agen, walkin' about among us in his shirtsleeves, with 'is braces 'angin' about is 'eels! (_Cheers from the crowd; demonstration with scrubbing-brush by the old Lady in the drag._) I 'ave indeed, and I don't tell yer no lies. (_Here a Lady in the crowd suddenly exhibits a tendency to harangue the public on her own wrongs, and has to be suppressed._) And that man 'e'd come up to me and say, "Ain't them shirts finished yet?" he sez. "No," I'd say to 'im, "they ain't, and I don't deceive yer." "It's time they was," he'd say. "Beggin' your pardon," I'd tell 'im, "it's nothink o' the kind; and, if you don't believe _my_ word, you may go and call your Missis out of the back kitching, as knows more about it than you do!" An' are you goin' to tell _me_ we ain't to 'ave a Factory Act, after _that_? |
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