August 18, 1888.] PUNCH, OR THE LONDON CHARIVARI.

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/EACUS MINOS, AND RHADAMANTHUS OUT FOR A HOLIDAY.

And such John Bull finds it, and takes it

like honey,—
While he thinks we give him enough for his

money!

So what do I care if our cruisers

Show a pace that's as bad as a snail's,
In the game be they winners or losers,

"Well—it isn't their pace that avails— _
Least not for "My Lords," whose one notion

Is just this: if you only create
A regular naval commotion,—

Well-all

minor shortcomings may wait.

For Jons Bull, in the stir,—'tis certainly
funny,—■ [money.
"Will think he has got quite enough for his
Inquiring Taxpayer.
It may be so. But, if you sneak by rule,
You make Britannia a precious fool!
Chorus (con f uoco). Fool Britannia! Bri-
tannia fooled by knaves,
Britons ever, ever, ever shall be slaves!
[They dance round the Wizard of the
Admiralty, who continues his Incan-
tation as the Curtain descends.

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Food for the Mind.—Mrs. Ramsbothak
lately went to the office of a literary and
scientific institution, and asked for a Syllabub
of the Lectures.