Punch, Or The London Charivari, Volume 102, March 26, 1892 by Various
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pond. I do not know why I feel so melancholy this evening. [_He goes
out, pursued by Tobbi._ SAMPLE No. II.--_A Hall in Castle Ollendorff. A Marionnette Theatre at the back of Stage. DJOË, a Belgian Bedell, and Dutch Dolls-in-waiting discovered._ _Djoë_. Green flames are running along the walls, and blue globes are bounding about the back garden. I have never seen such a night. Here comes the Prince. [_Enter PONSCH, conscience-stricken; all bow._ _Ponsch_. I am not melancholy, but I have hardly any hair. Let the Play commence! _Curtain of Marionnette Show rises; a Clown is seen chasing a butterfly._ _A Councillor_. Oh! oh! oh! [_Uproar; the Clown and Butterfly are withdrawn. A Skeleton appears on the Stage, and dances his head and limbs off in a blue light._ _Ponsch_ (_rising_). That was done purposely! You are driving at something. Confess it! Is there no topic more cheerful? I cannot bear it any longer! [_Knocks down DJOË with his staff. A combat, during which DJOË several times obtains possession of the weapon, and wounds PONSCH. N.B.--Note the striking resemblance here to |
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