On another occasion an entertainment, entitled “Mrs. Jarley’s Waxworks,” was presented. Five children were dressed up to represent different characters, and pretence was made of winding them up to make them go. The best was a cannibal, converted to be a missionary; another personated Fair Rosamond; and a third the Marquis of Lorne. The missionary handed tracts about, and Queen Eleanor alternately presented a dagger and a cup of cold poison to Fair Rosamond. A regularly-organised concert followed, while a farce and spoken epilogue concluded this, the last performance on board the Great Britain. After speaking of the voyage and the fun on board, it continued:—
“And now our sweet communion must shortly see its close,
And never more, till next time, shall we share in joys like those;
No more the fragrant sea-pie or delectable burgoo,
No more on the same plate be seen fish, cheese, and Irish stew.
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No longer Mrs. Jarley’s works our mimic stage shall grace,
Or the little missionary-eater show his little face.
Of Mrs. J. I would not say one harsh word if I could;
No use to tread upon her toes, because they’re only wood.