BUY A SHEAP CIGAR? ITINERANT TOBACCONIST.-Buy shome nishe shigars, very sheap, to-day! I give yer my word they vosh shent out a bond here to Adelaide and up the Murray and back again, or I couldn't shell 'em to you for the monish. Vont the shtout gentleman try one? MR. C. Come along, Punch; I'm in a hurry. By the way-(turns the conversation rapidly.) OCT. 16, 1856.] MELBOURNE PUNCH. 87 PUNCH'S VISITS TO REMARKABLE PLACES. THE MELBOURNE TELEGRAPH OFFICE. www SEASONABLE PRECAUTIONS. THREE CHEERS FOR CRAIG! Mr. Craig, one of the candidates for the representation of Evelyn and Mornington, is reported to have expressed himself in the following emphatic style, at Eltham, on Friday last : "He would regulate the land question so that every man should have a farm where he liked." To be sure he should; and, anticipating that Mr. Craig's suggestion will receive the sanction of the Legislature, the following claims have been already marked out : By Mr Punch.-Toorak, the village of Heidelberg, the Botanical Mr. Henry Miller.-Ballaarat, Bendigo, and Dunolly. Mr. O'Shanassy.-The city of Melbourne and town of Kilmore. Mr. Craig is "opposed to any property qualification," but we fear Mr. Craig is of opinion that "roads and bridges may be left in Punch cannot endorse Mr. Craig's views of the roads and bridges question; but the "farm" scheme is really magnificent. It is better than either of the points of Jack Cade's Charter. Mr. Punch, taking advantage of fine days, cheap omnibusses, the On a late leisure morning Mr. P. paid a visit to the Telegraph A beautifully executed engraving, price two-pence (proofs on India Government institutions of this kind are generally under the control of a board, and visitors, on entering the porch, are promptly referred by their own natural intelligence, to the board, which is conveniently suspended on the opposite wall. Mr. Punch having rubbed his boots and whistled a few bars of Suona la Tromba, to assure himself of sufficient self-possession, knocked softly at the door. After playing through the two agreeable-looking lads, who happened to be going out. Mr. Punch whole of the "Harmonious Blacksmith" with his knuckles on the explaining his feverish thirst for information, and his desire to refresh panel, Mr. P. walked in, and was instantly received by a deputation of it with a nobbler from such a fountain head of knowledge as the Elec tric Telegraph Office, was in the most handsome manner shown over the establishment. A small apparatus, like a model of a cottage mangle, was spinning a wonderful yarn about some official gentleman suffering from indigesA young gentleman was continuing his course of tion, at Geelong. Some blurred and indistinct instruction by mangling out his alphabet, and was expected to arrive at words of three syllables next week. characters were explained to be the result of a clerk at Williamstown working the telegraph with his mouth full, and writing as be would have spoken, from an involuntary sympathy between his tongue and A brief and breathless communication from Queenscliff his fingers. was registered on the machine-paper in broken, faltering lines and How Mr. P. watched with delight some wonderiul manifestations of dots, and seemed to convey, in a voice husky with emotion, the soulAnd how Mr. P. broke harrowing intelligence of Queenscliff having broken his favorite pipe. digital dexterity, till he fancied he knew all about it, and would fain try, by an artful combination of clicks, to spell "Punch" to the man at, Geelong, time and space would fail to tell. down after P. U. N., at which Geelong was greatly entertained, and chattered back the humorous remark that Mr P. had made a pun of it; and how a telegraphic shake of the hand all round concluded the visit, is all that Mr. Punch feels at present permitted to disclose in reference to this eminently "remarkable place." ENGAGEMENT WANTED, by a young gentleman aged twenty-three.-- But the Bench indignant vood it, And ses they, "It's very hard if Fare and hopen sort of way. But they must indoor the risk of Blemisht chin, or broken crown; This mite do in Kalifawnyer, But it will not here go down." Ow I wish these beaks judishus Smith and Sturt would both decide. Then the Bench would be entitled To the Publick's best respex. And perhaps immortalized in Verse by me Perleesmen X. PROGRESS, Punch is, and no doubt Doctor Murphy will be, delighted to learn that owing to the improved condition of the roads between Melbourne and Reechworth, a fast dray, only sixty-four days out from the former city, had been spoken with at the Honeysuckle, and others were reported in sight. Sanguine bullock-drivers speak with confidence of the passage from the metropolis to the Ovens being ultimately accomplished in less than ninety days: but in the opinion of the more judicious, this expectation is looked upon as extremely visionary. A painful incident occurred in this city, last week. A drayman who had been absent from Melbourne for two years (consumed in the passage up to and down from Beechworth), returned to his home and found that his wife had married another husband. She had done so in the belief that the daring voyager's dray had foundered, and that the driver had foundered with it. The unfortunate man intends, it is said, to bring an action for damages against the President of the Road Board. DIRT CHEAP. "Land in the neighbourhood of town," is advertised in the Argus, at eighteenpence a foot-a price which seems to place its value on a par with bar iron or printed calico. Now, a few yards of this material, with tent, stretcher, and ryingpan, might be obtained for something under a five pound not, and would consti ute a cheap furnished freehold residence for a gentleman of limited means. MORE GEELONGESE. The Geelong Advertiser announced Madame Bishop's arrival at Ballarat so intelligibly that we were led to hope that the editor had been taking six easy lessons of Mr. Needham, or some other professor of the art of writing. But the sentence, "a host of really first-rate musical talent, to wrap our senses in the elysinm of sweet sound," dashed our hopes completely. Zephyr coats are common enough now, thanks to Nicholl snd Co.; but not even those eminent artists have succeeded in wrapping the senses in an elysium, especially one of sweet sounds, and how a host of musical talent -supposing such a thing to exist-is to bring about this envelopment of the senses, baffles our comprehension completely. As ever swept the southern wave, Stick up the poor confiding lubber, Of comfort in a pint of rum; And all good fortune round him falling, While heaps of fish he caught and mangled, Now whether trade was really bad, Or how it was, we feel it sad To tell that Captain Jones had come From day to day--got drunk, in short, Which made the sailors swear their chief And as to Bass's Strait, he swore He ne'er was in such strait before; And could he but by grace escape This once from such a fishy scrape; If ever anyone should catch him Drunk, after that may Old Nick fetch him. Referring to the captain's notes, It seems the party took to boats, Just huddled on some extra rags, And put some provender in bags, Filled up the boats with beef and biscuit, And said they'd leave the wreck, and risk it. VOL. III. The skipper also did a something. On which he should have laid embargo- Now rowing hard is apt to make And when the sailor's gained the scrub, In pitching into bread and beef- That he might be old Brimstone's guest, If e'er by any chance he'd come To take the least excess of rum. Now, whether 'twas fatigue or grief, And fancies wild came thick and thicker, Or what the name the thing might merit, "You scrubby, ill-conditioned toper,You pettifogging interloper On this fair shore the first to fix Scarred on the 'scutcheon of the land; M |