Volume 102 — MR. PUNCH'S ROYAL ACADEMY GUIDE, PHILOSOPHER, AND VERY FAMILIAR FRIEND FOR THE R.A. SEASON.
Reading edition
No. 20. Japanese Jenny, the Female Conjuror, privately practicing production of glass bowl full of water from nowhere in particular; a subject not unnaturally associated with the name of Waterhouse, A.
No. 164. Watts the douche is this? A rainbow shower-bath? by G.F. Watts, R.A.
No. 16. It is called "A Toast. By AGNES E. WALKER." It should be called "A Toast without a Song," as it seems to represent an eminent tenor unavoidably prevented by cold, &c., when staying at home, and taking the mixture as before.
No. 19. A musical subject, "The Open C." By HENRY MOORE, A.
No. 24. "Food for Reflection; or, A (Looking) Glass too much." Black Eye'd SUSAN (hiding her black eye) after a row. The person who "calls himself a Gentleman" is seen as a retiring person in another mirror. ETTORE TITO.
No. 40. Little Bo Peep after Lunch, supported by a tree. Early intemperance movement. "Let 'm 'lone, they'll come home, leave tails b'ind 'em." JOHN DA COSTA.
No. 56. Ben Ledi. This is a puzzle picture by Mr. JAMES ELLIOT. Of course there is in it, somewhere or other, a portrait of the eminent Italian, BENJAMIN LEDI. Puzzle, to find him.
No. 287. "Forgers at Work; or, Strike while the Iron's hot!" Portrait of the recently elected Associate making a hit immediately on his election. Stan'up, Stanhope Forbes, A. (and "A. 1," adds Mr. P.), prepare to receive congratulations!
No. 83. "The Coming Sneeze." Picture of a Lady evidently saying, "Oh dear! Is it influenza!!" THOMAS C.S. BENHAM.
No. 89. "Handicapped; or, A Scotch Race from thiS TARTAN Point." JOHN PETTIE, R.A.
No. 95. Large and Early Something Warrior, pointing to a bald-headed bust, and singing to a maiden, "Get your Hair Cut!" RALPH PEACOCK.
No. 97. "Toe-Toe chez Ta-Ta; or, Oh, my poor Foot!" "Must hide it before anyone else sees it." FRANK DICKSEE, R.A.
No. 102. "Attitude's Everything; or, The Affected Lawn Tennis Player." By FREDERIC A. BRIDGMAN, probably a Lillie Bridge man.
No. 105. "Dumb as a Drum with a hole in it." Vide Sam Weller. "JOY! JOY! (G.W.) my task is done!"
No. 212. "The Left-out Gauntlet." "Come as you are, indeed! Nonsense. It's most annoying! Here am I got up most expensively as a Knight in Armour, and I'm blessed if the confounded cuss of a cusstumier hasn't forgotten to send my right gauntlet!" John Pettie, R.A.
No. 107. "Outside the Pail; or, 'Nell' the Dairing Dairymaid." Taken in the act by R.C. CRAWFORD (give him several inches of canvas, and he'll take a NELL) as she was about to put a little water out of the stream into the fresh milk pail.
No. 173. "A First Rehearsal." "The celebrated actor, Mr. Gommersal of Astley's Amphitheatre, made up and attired as the Great Napoleon, entered the Manager's room, where the author of the Equestrian Spectacular Melodrama of 'The Battle of Waterloo' was seated finishing the last Act. 'What do you think of this?' asked Mr. G., triumphantly. 'Not a bit like it,' returned the author, sharply. 'What!' exclaimed the astonished veteran, 'do you mean to say my make-up for Napoleon isn't good! Well I'm ——' 'You will be, if you appear like that,' interrupted the author decisively,"—Vide Widdicomb's History of the Battle of Waterloo at Astley's. W.Q. Orchardson, R.A.
No. 344. The Reeds' Entertainment. Gallery of Illustration. Interval during change of costume. "Behold these graceful Reeds!" Arthur Hacker.
No. 130. A (Sir Donald) Currie, admirably done in P. and O. (Paint and Oil) by W.W. OULESS, R.A.
No. 211. "Blow, Blow, thou Winter Wind."—As You Like It. But we don't like it—we mean, the wind, of course. Oh, so desolate and dreary! We suppose that in order to keep himself warm, Sir JOHN must have been thoroughly wrapped up in his work when he painted this. Sir J.E. MILLAIS, Bart., R.A.
No. 228. "The Great Auk's Egg." "Auk-ward moment: is it genuine or not? He bought it at an Auk-tion; it had probably been auk'd about before, genuine or not There'll be a great tauk (!) about it," says H.S. MARKS, R.A.
No. 238. "With a little pig here and a little cow here, Here a sheep and there a sheep and everywhere a sheep."
Old Song, illustrated by SIDNEY COOPER, R.A.
No. 250. "Ticklish Times; or, the First Small and Early in the Ear." "She sat, half-mesmerised, thinking to herself, 'Shall I have many dances this season?' 'You've got a ball in hand,' whispered small and early Eros Minimus. 'Ah,' she returned, dreamily, 'a bawl in the hand is indeed worth a whisper in the ear.'" From the Greek of Akephalos. W. ADOLPHE BOUGUEREAU.
No. 204. "Three Little Maids from School." A wealth of colour. The subject is this:—After an ample school-feast, the girls sat drowsily under an orange-tree, when they were suddenly startled by the appearance of a snake. "Don't be frightened, Betsy Jane," cried Anna Maria, the eldest; "'ee won't 'urt yer, 'ee only comes from the Lowther Harkade." Sir Fred. Leighton, Bart., P.R.A.
No. 272. The Flying Farini Family. Nothing like bringing 'em up to the acrobatic business quite young. PHIL R. MORRIS, A.
No. 290. "Sittin' and Satin." IRLAM BRIGGS. [N.B.—Mr. P. always delighted to welcome the immortal name of BRIGGS. Years ago, one of JOHN LEECH's boys drew "BRIGGS a 'anging," and here he is,—hung!]
No. 310. First-rate portrait of a Railway Director looking directly at the spectator, and saying, "Of course, I'm the right man in the right place, i.e., on the line." Congratulations to HUBERT HERKOMER, R.A.
No. 311. Popping in on them, in not quite a friendly way, by Very Much in ERNEST CROFTS, A.
No. 317. "Strong Op-inions." A Political Picture by a Liberal Onionist. CATHERINE M. WOOD.
No. 342. A Person sitting uprightly. By BENTLEY.
No. 351. "Only a Couple of Growlers, and no Hansom!" By J.T. NETTLESHIP.
No. 458. "Peas and War." Club Committee ordering dinner. See corner figure (L.H. of picture) with Cookery Book. The Steward says, "We can't have peas." Mr. J.S. B-lf-r remonstrates strongly, "What! not have peas? Nonsense!" That's how the row began, and they "gave him beans." "A limner then his visage caught," and managed the awkward subject so as to please everybody; which the limner's name is Hubert Herkomer, R.A.
No. 373. "There is a Flower that bloometh." The Mayor of AVON, as he appeared 'avon his likeness (A 1) taken by PHIL R. MORRIS, A.
No. 412. "Hush a bye, Bibby!" Capital picture, speaks for itself. "I know that man, he comes from—Liverpool." Brought here by LUKE FILDES, R.A.
No. 440. "Poppylar Error." Old Lady (loq.). "Oh, dear! I've eaten one o' them nasty stuck-up poppies, and I do feel so—Oh! I feel my colour is gradually PALIN (W.M.)."
No. 502. "What, no Soap!" She may appear a trifle cracky, but no one can say that this picture represents her as having gone "clean mad." ANNA BILINSKA.
No. 699. "Very Like a Whale," only it's a buoy not caught yet. C.N. Henry.
No. 553. Margate Sands in Ancient Times. Cruel conduct of an Ancient Warrior towards a young lady who refused to bathe in the sea. Full of life by E.M. HALE (and Hearty).
No. 575. "Poor Thing!" Touching picture of ideal patient in Æsthetic Idiot Asylum. LUCIEN DAVIS.
No. 636. "A Clever Examiner drawing him out." [N.B.—This ought to have been exhibited at A. TOOTH's Exhibition.] RALPH HEDLEY.
No. 989. La Seagull. Awful fight between a gull and a boiled lobster. Allan J. Hook. [N.B.—Your eye is sure to be caught by this Hook. But the picture must be looked at from our point of view, from the opposite side of the room.]
No. 686. Upper part of Augustus Manns, Esq. The Artist has, of course, chosen the better part. "MANNS wants but little here below," but he doesn't get anything at all, being cut off, so to speak, in his prime about the second shirt-button. Exactly like him as he was taken before the Artist at "Pettie Sessions."
No. 1041. "Every Dog must have his Dose; or, King Charles's Martyrdom." FRED HALL.
SCULPTURE.—The descriptions in the Guide are too painful. We prefer not, to give any names, but here are specimens:—"Mr. So-and-so, to be executed in bronze"; "The late Thingummy—bust!" These will suffice. Then we have No. 1997. "All Three going to Bath" by GEORGE FRAMPTON; and last, but not by any means least, a very good likeness of our old friend J.C. HORSLEY, R.A., and while we think of it, we'll treat him as a cabman and "take his number," which it's 1941, done by JOHN ADAMS-ACTON, and so, with this piece of sculpture, we conclude our pick of the Pictures with this display of fireworks; that is, with one good bust up! Plaudite et valete!
ARS LONGA.
Talking "ART" is so "smart" in the first week of May, That is "ART," which you start with a thundering A. Simple "art" must depart; that's an obsolete way. Some think "art" would impart all the work of to-day.
THE ORIGIN OF SPECIES.
"THAT'S THE NEW DOCTOR—AND THOSE ARE HIS CHILDREN!"
"HOW UGLY HIS CHILDREN ARE!"
"WELL, NATURALLY! OF COURSE DOCTORS HAVE GOT TO KEEP THE UGLY ONES THEMSELVES, YOU KNOW!"