A MORNING CONCERT.
Wife. George! George! You are not in church!
In costume, the stage presents some really astounding phenomena; and we have often been struck by the similarity of the dresses worn by the retainers of every country, every age, and indeed of almost every family. One would think that the word retainer referred to the fact of the same habiliments being always retained under all circumstances, whether the wearer happens to be a creature of the house of Hapsburg, a vassal of a Norman noble, or a member of a bellowing band of Swiss patriots, shouting such choruses as the following:—
Then onwards to freedom;
Our tyrants shall know,
No longer we need ’em;
Let’s join in the blow:
Yes, out let us weed ’em,
And lay them all low.
Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh!
While our blood
In a flood
We’ll freely let flow.
Oh! oh! oh! oh! oh!
Echo (by the Prompter) in the mountains,
Oh! oh! oh! oh!
Punch.
PIT, BOXES AND GALLERY.