Volume 93 — A PROTEST.
Reading edition
Dear Mr. Punch,—Will you please ask the Times not to allow such unpleasant subjects to be introduced into its columns as there was last Wednesday,—that is, judging by the heading on page 8, “The Birch and the Primitive Seat,” which of course none of us fellows read (one line of it was enough for me), and if there is another of the sort, we shall vote that the Times isn’t taken in here in future, and I don’t think the Times would like that. A word from you will be sufficient, I am sure.
Your Constant Reader, Upper Lower Middleton. Eton College, Bucks, near Windsor, England.
Mrs. Ram says she couldn’t stop in an out-of-the-way country-place, give up society, and live like a Helmet in the desert.
THE MESSENGER OF PEACE.
BRITISH FRENCH.
Emily. “Ask her to give us some more of her Sacred Music, George!”
George (a linguist). “Oh, Mademoiselle, donnez-nous encore de votre Sacrée Musique.”