A DREADFUL BLOW AND GREAT DISCOURAGEMENT.
Monsieur Burat is a French Protectionist. He is so enraged at the attempt of the Emperor in favour of Free Trade, that he has actually registered a vow before Heaven that he will rather henceforward-
“Blow his nose on his fingers that use a pocket handkerchief of English make.”
Spoken like a true mouchard, who does not mind lending his hand to anything! Mons. Burat has strange tastes, and it will be rather awkward for him if he is in the habit of taking snuff. He has registered a vow that is certainly more curious than nice, and we only hope that he may come clean out of it. He pulls his own nose, and then fancies he is tweaking Free Trade’s. We suppose he would not mind cutting his nose right off, if he thought by so doing he could damage the face of any Free-Trader. Clearly, Mons. Burat is one of those short-sighted Protectionists who can see no farther than his nose: the bridge of it must be a regular Pons asinorum.
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