And each man would make him a picture, and—what would become of my son?'"
So far Mr. Kipling. A parodist writing in Truth applies the same "criticism of life" to commercial production:—
THE STORY OF BUNG.
Once, ere the glittering icefields paid us a tribute of gold,
Bung, the son of a brewer, heir to a fortune untold—
Vast was his knowledge of brewing—gaily began his career.
Whispered the voice of ambition, "Perhaps they will make thee a peer."
People who sampled his liquor wunk an incredulous wink,
Smelt it, then drank it, and grunted, "Verily this is a drink!"