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Measuring Wealth 119
Measuring Inequality and Poverty 120
Human Development Index (HDI) 122
Happiness 124
The Rise and Fall of Liberalism? 126
INSTITUTIONS IN ACTION: WHY HAVE POVERTY AND INEQUALITY DECLINED
IN LATIN AMERICA? 130
In Sum: A New Economic Era? 132
5 POLITICAL VIOLENCE
What Is Political Violence? 137
134
6 DEMOCRATIC REGIMES
Defining Democracy 168
164
Contents vii
International Relations and Democratization 174
Culture and Democratization 175
Institutions of the Democratic State 176
Executives: Head of State and Head of Government 176
Legislatures: Unicameral and Bicameral 177
Judiciaries and Judicial Review 178
Models of Democracy: Parliamentary, Presidential, and
Semi-Presidential Systems 180
Parliamentary Systems 180
Presidential Systems 182
Semi-Presidential Systems 183
Parliamentary, Presidential, and Semi-Presidential Systems:
Benefits and Drawbacks 184
Political Parties 186
Electoral Systems 187
Referendum and Initiative 195
INSTITUTIONS IN ACTION: WHAT EXPLAINS DEMOCRATIZATION IN ASIA? 196
Civil Rights and Civil Liberties 198
In Sum: Future Challenges to Democracy 199
7 DEVELOPED DEMOCRACIES
Defining Developed Democracy 206
202
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Economic Institutions: A New Market? 226
Postindustrialism 226
Maintaining the Welfare State 227
In Sum: The Developed Democracies in Transition 229
INSTITUTIONS IN ACTION: WHAT EXPLAINS THE GREEK ECONOMIC
CRISIS? 230
Contents ix
Current Issues in the United Kingdom 281
Scotland’s Bid for Independence 281
Brexit 284
8 NONDEMOCRATIC REGIMES
Defining Nondemocratic Rule 292
288
9 COMMUNISM AND
POSTCOMMUNISM 320
Communism, Equality, and the Nature of Human
Relations 324
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Revolution and the “Triumph” of Communism 326
Putting Communism into Practice 328
Communist Political Economy 332
Societal Institutions under Communism 334
The Collapse of Communism 336
The Transformation of Political Institutions 339
Reorganizing the State and Constructing a Democratic Regime 339
Evaluating Political Transitions 340
The Transformation of Economic Institutions 345
Privatization and Marketization 345
Evaluating Economic Transitions 347
The Transformation of Societal Institutions 349
Changing Identities 350
Evaluating Societal Transitions 351
INSTITUTIONS IN ACTION: WHY DID REFORM FAIL IN THE SOVIET UNION BUT
SUCCEED IN CHINA? 354
In Sum: The Legacy of Communism 356
CASE 2 RUSSIA
Why Study This Case? 359
358
Contents xi
The Electoral System 379
Local Government 380
Political Conflict and Competition 382
The Party System and Elections 382
Civil Society 386
Society 389
Ethnic and National Identity 389
Ideology and Political Culture 391
Political Economy 392
Foreign Relations and the World 397
Current Issues in Russia 401
Russia and Central Asia: A New “Silk Road” or the Old “Great
Game”? 401
Russia’s Demographic Future 403
CASE 3 CHINA
Why Study This Case? 407
406
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Political Conflict and Competition 435
The Party System 435
Civil Society 438
Society 444
Ethnic and National Identity 444
Ideology and Political Culture 446
Political Economy 450
State Capitalism and Foreign Investment 453
China’s Growth Model Brings Challenges 454
Foreign Relations and the World 456
Current Issues in China 461
Can Polluted China Go Green? 461
China’s Developmental Model and the Problem of Corruption 464
10 DEVELOPING COUNTRIES
Freedom and Equality in the Developing World 470
466
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CASE 5 MEXICO
Why Study This Case? 551
550
Contents xv
CASE 6 NIGERIA
Why Study This Case? 607
606
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11 GLOBALIZATION AND THE FUTURE
OF COMPARATIVE POLITICS 658
What Is Globalization? 662
Institutions and Globalization 664
Political Globalization 666
Economic Globalization 669
Societal Globalization 673
Taking Stock of Globalization 676
Is Globalization New? 676
Is Globalization Exaggerated? 678
Is Globalization Inevitable? 682
INSTITUTIONS IN ACTION: DID GLOBALIZATION CAUSE ECONOMIC
RECESSION? 684
In Sum: The Future of Freedom and Equality 686
NOTES A-1
GLOSSARY A-27
CREDITS A-45
INDEX A-47
Contents xvii
ABOUT THE AUTHORS
Patrick H. O’Neil is Distinguished Professor of Politics and Government at the
University of Puget Sound in Tacoma, Washington. He received his Ph.D. in
political science from Indiana University. Professor O’Neil’s teaching and research
interests are in the areas of authoritarianism and democratization. His past research
focused on Eastern Europe, and his current research deals with the Middle East,
particularly Iran. His publications include the books Revolution from Within: The
Hungarian Socialist Workers’ Party and the Collapse of Communism and Communi-
cating Democracy: The Media and Political Transitions (editor).
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LORD STOWELL,
Few persons ever enjoyed a greater facility of punning upon the ancient
languages than his lordship. For instance, on one of the articles of his
breakfast apparatus, Lord E. had inscribed Tu doces, literally Thou—Tea
—Chest.
THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON IN ACTION.
"Your Grace speaks without reason, and too much in a passion," said a
Spanish brunette to whom he had made a proposal, and was pressing it
somewhat close. "Ah! my dear little angel," said the great captain,
"reason has nothing to do with love; and passion is very desirable when
we are on the point of entering into immediate action."
TURN IN AND TURN OUT.
Being told that a great public defaulter had married his kept-mistress,
observed, "That fellow is always robbing the public."
ROGERS ON TASTE.
The beautiful Lady Hamilton having at her table given "Mr. Abraham
Goldsmidt" as a toast, and Lord Nelson only half filling his glass, she
cried, "Come, come, my Lord, you must not sham Abraham."
JACK BANNISTER AND THE GOUT.
A friend consoling with the comedian during a severe attack of the gout,
observed, that the disease prolonged life, and added, "Any body might
take a lease of yours." "Then it must be," quoth Jack writhing with pain,
"at a rack rent."
HOSPITALITY.
Jack Bannister, praising the hospitalities of the Irish, after his return from
a trip to the sister kingdom, was asked if he had ever been at Cork?
"No," replied the wit, "but I have seen a great many drawings of it."
LUTTRELL AND ROGERS.
Luttrell and Sam Rogers met together at the Chinese Saloon the other
day. "This must be a famous speculation," said Sam; "I think the
proprietor of the Anatomie Vivante should take his motto from my
favourite epistle in Horace—
'Annonæ prosit—
Vir BONUS.'"
"Why," said Luttrell, "I think the man a humbug; you'll find plenty of
living skeletons in our hospitals—so I think a better motto may be found
for him in the same epistle, which you have quoted so often—
'Vir BONUS est QUIZ.'"
C.J. Fox, and Mr. Hare, his friend, both much incommoded by duns, were
together in a house, when seeing some very shabby men about the door,
they were afraid they were bailiffs in search of them. Not knowing which
was in danger, and wishing to ascertain it, Fox opened the window, and
calling to them, said, "Pray, gentlemen, are you Fox-hunting, or Hare-
hunting?"
LORD ROSS.
The witty Lord Ross having spent all his money in London, set out for
Ireland in order to recruit his purse. On his way he happened to meet
with Sir Murrough O'Brien, driving for the capital in a lofty phaeton, with
six fine dun-coloured horses. "Sir Murrough," exclaimed his Lordship,
"what a contrast between you and me! I have left my duns behind me;
you are driving your duns before you.
DR. JOHNSON.
Early one morning, the Doctor passing by the end of the Old Bailey,
observed a great crowd collected, and upon inquiring of Boswell what it
meant, was informed that one Vowel was going to be hanged for forgery.
"Well," replied the Doctor, "it is very clear, Bozzy, that it is neither U nor
I."
AN UNFORTUNATE CELEBRITY.
Dr. Johnson.
A pert young fellow who had made some abortive attempts as an author,
and notwithstanding the shallowness of his pretensions, was on excellent
terms with himself, had long been labouring for an opportunity of being
introduced to the Doctor, and at length succeeded in obtaining an
invitation to Mr. Thrale's. Having taken proper means to be frequently
accosted by his name, which, in his own fond imagination, was "fama
super æthera notum," he sat for some time in expectation of being
accosted by the Lexicographer. Finding, however, that his hopes were
vain, he at length ventured to break the ice. Approaching the Doctor with
a smile of self-sufficiency, "My name, Doctor Johnson," said he, "is——;
you have probably heard of me as being of some celebrity in the literary
world." "Yes, I have indeed," was the sarcastic reply he received, "of
very unfortunate celebrity."
DR. PARR ON WANTS.
The Doctor used to say, that a man's happiness was secure in proportion
to the small number of his wants; and he added, that, all his life, he had
endeavoured to prevent the multiplication of them in himself. A Mr. Ketch,
on hearing this, said to him, "Then, Doctor, your secret of happiness is,
to cut down your wants." "Suspend your puns, Mr. Ketch," said the
Doctor, "and I will drop you the hint: My secret is, not to let them grow
up."
GEORGE COLMAN.
"We shall jump into summer all at once," said a friend to James Smith,
one very fine day in the early part of the year. "Stop," said the punster,
"if it is leap year, you must take a good spring first."
SHIELD AND SIR GEORGE SMART—THE SCORE OF MERIT.
The amiable Mrs. W. always insists that her friends who take grog,
should mix equal quantities of spirits and water, though she never
observes the rule for herself. Reynolds having once made a glass under
her directions, was asked by the lady—"Pray, Sir, is it—As You Like
It?"—"No, Madam," replied the dramatist, "it is—Measure for Measure."
HENDERSON AND THE TWO GARRICKS.
The Tatler, Spectator, and Guardian.
The first time that Henderson, the player, rehearsed a part at Drury
Lane, George Garrick came into the boxes, saying as he entered, "I only
come as a spectator." Soon after he made some objection to Henderson's
playing, when the young actor retorted—"Sir, I thought you were only to
be a Spectator; instead of that you are turning Tatler." "Never mind him,
Sir," said David Garrick, "never mind him, let him be what he will, I'll be
the Guardian."
ANDREW CHERRY THE COMEDIAN.
The late Mr. A. Cherry, comedian, was written to some years since, with
an offer for a good engagement from a manager, who, on a former
occasion, had not behaved altogether well to him. Cherry sent him word,
that he had been bit by him once, and he was resolved, that he should
not make two bites of A. Cherry.
MR. JEKYLL'S PUN ON MR. RAINE.
Mr. Jekyll being told the other day, that Mr. Raine, the barrister, was
engaged as the opposing counsel for a Mr. Hay, inquired, "If Raine was
ever known to do any good to Hay?"
RALPH WEWITZER THE PUNSTER.
A Fault in Candles.
Ralph Wewitzer, ordering a box of candles, said he hoped they would be
better than the last. The chandler said he was very sorry to hear them
complained of, as they were as good as he could make. "Why," says
Ralph, "they were very well till about half burnt down, but after that they
would not burn any longer."
C.J. FOX AND BURKE ON THE "SUBLIME AND BEAUTIFUL."
Mr. Fox supped one evening with Edmund Burke, at the Thatched House,
where they were served with dishes more elegant than substantial.
Charles's appetite being rather keen, he was far from relishing the
kickshaws that were set before him, and addressing his companion
—"These dishes, Burke," said he, "are admirably calculated for your
palate—they are both sublime and beautiful."
HORNE TOOKE AND DR. PARR ON "TIT BITS."
Horne Tooke, author of the Epea Pteroenta, was remarkable for the
readiness of his repartees in conversation. He once received an invitation
to a dinner party to meet the celebrated Dr. Parr. "What!" said Horne
Tooke, "go to meet a country schoolmaster, a mere man of Greek and
Latin scraps! that will never do." Some time after this, he met Dr. Parr in
the street, and addressed him with, "Ah! my dear Parr, is it you? how
gratified I am to see you!" "What, me?" replied Parr, "a mere country
schoolmaster, a man of Greek and Latin scraps?" "Oh my good friend,"
rejoined Horne Tooke immediately, "those who told you that never
understood me; when I spoke of the scraps I meant the tit-bits."
CURRAN'S CULINARY JOKE.
One wintry day, the Prince of Wales went into the Thatched House
Tavern, and ordered a steak: "But (said his Royal Highness), I am
devilish cold, bring me a glass of hot brandy and water." He swallowed it,
another, and another. "Now, (said he) I am comfortable, bring my steak."
On which Mr. Sheridan took out his pencil, and wrote the following
impromptu:—
CHARLES BANNISTER.
Charles meeting a thief-taker with a man in his custody, and asking his
offence, was told he had stolen a bridle. "Then (said Charles) he wanted
to touch the bit."
WILBERFORCE AND SHERIDAN ON DRINKING.
That very sober pious personage, Mr. Wilberforce, reproved his friend
Sheridan thus: "My good Sir, (said he) you have drunk a little too much."
"Have I? (hiccupped the other) and you, my good Sir, have drunk much
too little."
THE FACETIOUS CALEB WHITFOORD.
The late Caleb Whitfoord, seeing a lady knotting fringe for a petticoat,
asked her, what she was doing? "Knotting, Sir, (replied she;) pray Mr.
Whitfoord, can you knot?" He answered, "I can-not."
JUDGE JEFFERIES BEARDED.
The judge told an old man with a long beard, who was being examined
as a witness, that he "supposed he had a conscience as long as his
beard." If, replied the old man, we were all to be judged of by that rule,
your lordship would be deemed a most unconscionable judge[20].
[20] Jefferies had no beard.
"Sic sine Morte Mori," was given by some wag as a toast, when Lord
Chesterfield and Lord Tyrawley were both present, at a very advanced
age, when Lord Chesterfield said, "Tyrawley and I have been dead these
two years; but we don't choose to have it known."
SAM FOOTE ON PLAYING TOO HIGH.
Felix M'Carthy passing through Clement's Inn, and receiving abuse from
some impudent clerks, was advised to complain to the Principal, which
he did thus: "I have been abused here by some of the rascals of this inn,
and I come to acquaint you of it, as I understand you are the Principal."
TIERNEY v. FOX.
Mr. Fox, in the course of a speech, said, "If any thing on my part, or on
the part of those with whom I acted, was an obstruction to peace, I
could not lie on my pillow with ease." George Tierney (then in
administration) whispered to his neighbour, "If he could not lie on his
pillow with ease, he can lie in this house with ease."
LEE LEWIS ON THE GAME LAWS.
Lee Lewis shooting in a field, the proprietor attacked him: "I allow no
person (said he) to kill game on my manor but myself; and I'll shoot you,
if I find you here again." "What! (said the comedian) do you mean to
make game of me?"
CALEB WHITFOORD AND HIS NEPHEW.
The late Caleb Whitfoord, finding his nephew, Charles Smith, playing the
violin, the following bits took place:
W. I fear, Charles, you lose a great deal of time with this fiddling.
S. Sir, I endeavour to keep time.
W. You mean rather to kill time.
S. No, I only beat time.
Sheridan complained that Congreve's "Love for Love," had been so much
altered and modified to suit the delicate ears of modern mawkishness,
that it was quite spoiled. It is now (said he) like modern marriages, with
very little of "Love for Love" in it. "His plays," said the wit, "are, I own,
somewhat licentious, but it is barbarous to mangle them: they are like
horses; when you deprive them of their vice, they lose their vigour."
THE MORNING POST ON PREFERMENT.
An auctioneer having turned publican, was soon after thrown into the
King's Bench; on which the following paragraph appeared in the Morning
Post: "Mr. A., who lately quitted the pulpit for the bar, has been
promoted to the bench."
SIR J. PARNELL
Became a general toast in Ireland after the Union, by which he lost his
place, or, as he once said, "his bread and butter." When lamenting his
loss, he was told, "Ah! but it's amply made up to you in toast."
HORACE TWISS, M.P.
A special Pun.
Mr. Twiss being one evening in the boxes of Covent Garden theatre, to
see Macbeth: when the hero questions the witches what they are doing,
they answer, "a deed without a name." Our counsellor, whose attention
was at that moment directed more to Coke upon Littleton than
Shakspeare, catching, however, the actor's words, repeated, "A deed
without a name! why, 'tis void."
RALPH WEWITZER.
A few years ago, it will be remembered, that Mr. John Bannister nearly
lost his arm by the bursting of a fowling-piece. Shortly after he observed
to a friend, "I may be an actor, but I will not attempt to be a Shooter."
LORD NELSON'S ARMS.
While a counsellor was pleading at the Irish bar, a louse unluckily peeped
from under his wig. Curran, who sat next to him, whispered what he
saw. "You joke," said the barrister. "If (replied Mr. Curran) you have
many such jokes in your head, the sooner you crack them the better."
ON DISCIPLINE.
MacNally was very lame, and when walking, he had an unfortunate limp.
At the time of the Rebellion he was seized with a military ardour, and
when the different volunteer corps were forming in Dublin, that of the
lawyers was organized. Meeting with Curran, MacNally said, "My dear
friend, these are not times for a man to be idle; I am determined to
enter the Lawyers' Corps, and follow the camp." "You follow the camp,
my little limb of the law!" said the wit, "tut, tut, renounce the idea; you
never can be a disciplinarian." "And why not, Mr. Curran?" said MacNally.
"For this reason," said Curran, "the moment you were ordered to march
you would halt."
LORD NORTH'S PUN CLASSICAL.
A gentleman told Lord North, that from a variety of losses, he had found
himself compelled to reduce his establishment. "And what (said his
lordship) have you done with the fine mare you used to ride?" "I have
sold her." "Then you have not attended to Horace's maxim:
'Equam memento rebus in arduis
Servare.'"
MANNERS EARL OF RUTLAND.
Manners Earl of Rutland meeting Sir Thomas More, shortly after their
mutual preferment, and thinking he assumed rather a haughty carriage,
observed, "Honores mutant Mores." "No, my lord (said Sir Thomas), the
pun will be much better in English, Honors change Manners."
LORD BYRON TO ROGERS ON PUNNING.
Lord Byron observed to Rogers, that punning was the lowest species of
wit. "True (said the other), it is the foundation."
THE ARCH-BISHOP AND HIS ARCH-CURATE.
Pun beneficial.
Sir William Dawes, archbishop of York, delighted in a good pun. His
clergy dining with him the first time after the decease of his lady, he said
he feared the company would not find things in so good order as they
were in the time of poor Mary, adding with a sigh, "Ah! she was indeed
Mare Pacificum." A curate, who pretty well knew the truth of the matter,
got himself completely into favour by observing, "Ay, my lord, but she
was first Mare Mortuum."
DR. GOLDSMITH AND SIR JOSHUA REYNOLDS.
A pun spoiled.
At a dinner of wits, a dish of pease was brought in, become almost grey
with age. "Carry these pease to Kensington!" said one of the party. "Why
to Kensington?" said another. "Because it's the way to Turn'em green."
Dr. Goldsmith going home in the evening with Sir Joshua Reynolds,
observed, that he would have given five pounds to make so excellent a
pun. "You shall have the opportunity (said the knight) on Tuesday, when
you are to dine with me, and none of the same company will be
present." Tuesday came, and the dinner was served up; amongst the
other dishes a plate of pease of the same description. "Carry these peas
to Kensington," said Goldie. "Why so?" "Because it's the way to make
them green!"
DR. BROWN'S TOAST.
Dr. B. long but unsuccessfully paid his addresses to a young lady, whom
he used always to give as a toast. Dining one day with a friend, the latter
filling his glass, said, "Come, doctor, I'll give you your favourite toast." He
answered, "You may do as you please; but for myself, I have already
toasted her too long without being able to make her Brown."
R. PEAKE TO R. MARTIN, M.P.
"Sir," said the humane M.P. to the facetious dramatist (praising his own
bill), "instead of the drovers inhumanly beating the poor bastes as
formerly, you will shortly see them applying opodeldoc to their wounds."
"Ay;" rejoined the punster, "Steer's of Cow-lane."
R. PEAKE AND WINSTON.
The punster, having occasion to call upon the stage manager of Drury
Lane, was shown into his room, when the servant remarked, "he feared
Mr. Winston had left the theatre." Peake observing a stage screw lying
upon the table before him, took it up and replied, "I perceive he has left
his card and name behind him."
ARNOLD AND PEAKE.
A person observing that Mr. Arnold, the proprietor of the English Opera,
was an ill-tempered man, but a fortunate one, Charles Westmacott
replied, "he knew that to be true, for he was indebted for both his cash
and success to pique." (Peake his dramatist and treasurer.)
PEAKE'S "STOUT MAN"
W. R. V.-ANA.
[There are very few literary persons in London, at least among those
connected with the public press, who have not occasionally enjoyed the
pleasant, punning, conversational powers of my friend W. R. V. whose
whim, wit, and great good nature are not more esteemed, than his
unaffected manners, and sincerity of disposition justly entitle him to.]
Some one observed, "Matches are made in Heaven." "Yes," answered he,
"and they are very often dipped in the other place."
Two men contending at a tavern upon the point of who wrote that
beautiful song on Ingratitude, "Blow, blow, thou wintry wind!" one said
Ben Jonson; the other said Shakspeare. R.V. to adjust their differences,
observed, "They must have written it between them, for each was a-
verse to ingratitude."
A fat gentleman who was at a loss for the name of the nobleman who
was shut up in a tower and starved to death, applied to the punster
—"You-go-lean-O!" was the reply.
"A tailor is the ninth part of a man," observed a would-be-wit, in the
presence of a knight of the sheers: "But," answered R.V. "a fool's no part
at all."
"He that will pun will pick a pocket," observed an old cynic. "You speak
from experience," was the stopper to this vinegar cruet.
Rhodes, the punning landlord of the Coal Hole tavern, took the Bell Inn
at Hammersmith: R.V. hoped that as he had so long answered the bell,
the Bell would now answer him.
One asked him what works he had in the press. "Why, the History of the
Bank, with notes; the Art of Cookery, with plates; and the Science of
Single Stick, with wood cuts."
A person told him that Louis dix-huit, when he entered London, put up at
Grillon's hotel. "I am surprised at that," said he; "his father took his chop
at Hatchett's."
A barber recommended him his aromatic essence for the improvement of
his hair. "No, no; don't waste your fragrance on the desert hair."
A friend remarked of a gentleman with very large curly whiskers, that he
said nothing. "Poor fellow; don't you see he's lock-jawed?"
"How well you put on your cravat," said a crony: "that tie's something
new."—"Yes; it's a novel-tie."
He pacified a quarrelsome fellow one evening by observing, "I should not
like to go up in a balloon with you, for fear of our falling out."
Seeing a porter bring in an edition of a new work of his from the press to
his bookseller, "Dear me!" he exclaimed, "what a weight is off my mind."
"What a swell you are in your new frock coat," said a quiz to him one
day. "Don't you like it?—I do: indeed I'm quite wrapped up in it."
The same person meeting him one day in the city, observing he had on a
new waistcoat, asked if it was a city cut. "No," answered he, "it's a west-
cut."
Dining at the Wrekin tavern, he asked for a wine glass: the waiter, in
bringing it, inadvertently let it fall—"Zounds! I did not ask you for a
tumbler!"
Sitting in company with one of those people who find fault with every
thing, good, bad, or indifferent, he could not refrain from quizzing the
old fellow. "True, true; we have nothing new or good now-a-days:
Waterloo bridge is a catchpenny, Herschell's telescope all my eye, the
steam engine a bottle of smoke, and the safety-coach a complete take
in."
Bearcroft the classic observed to him, that learning was pabulum animi,
food of the mind. "Yes," replied he, "and that's the reason, I suppose,
the collegians wear trencher caps."
On George the Fourth landing at Calais in 1820, the wind was so
boisterous as to blow off his foraging cap, greatly inconveniencing him: a
brave officer, Captain Jones of the Brunswicks, who stood near,
presented His Majesty with his own, which the King graciously accepted,
and wore until he got to his carriage. This drew from him the following
impromptu:
"Whether in peace or war,
If hostile dangers frown,
It is the soldier's care
To guard his Monarch's crown."
He blamed a friend for dedicating a very clever work to a certain
nobleman, notorious for his stupidity. "My book wanted a title," was the
reply. "Oh!" he observed, "but it might otherwise have been peer-less."
On Sir Robert Wilson's motion for investigating the affair that deprived
him of his rank as General being lost, he lamented it as very hard that
they should refuse him "even a major-ity."
Being proposed a member of the Phœnix Club, he asked when they met:
—"Every Saturday evening during the winter."—"Then," said he, "I shall
never make a Phœnix, for I can't rise from the fire."
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NORBURYANA[21];
CONTAINING
Pure as Imported.
A good Pun has, from time immemorial, been quite as admissible in our
courts of law, as a good plea; and not unusually has proved successful
with the feelings of a jury, when the latter, left entirely to the more
weighty arguments of precedents and rejoinder, would only have
produced a temporary suspension of the understanding. Lord Norbury's
talent as a punster is proverbial, and his wit upon all occasions as clear
as his judgments are sound: scarcely a packet of Irish papers arrive in
the sister kingdom, but the first inquiry of the humourist is after the last
good thing of the Chief Justice's; and, if he fails to encounter a new pun,
he retreats homewards like a city sportsman, without game for the
morrow; for pun-less, he is quite as miserable as if he was penny-less;
and if he cannot crack a new joke at the club, he is like to go cracked
himself with vexation in consequence.
It is one of the evils attending eminence in any art, that many loose
performances will be attributed to genius, for the sake of notoriety,
which would cause a blush upon the cheek of the talented individual
under whose cognomen they are surreptitiously launched forth into
public life. Every new pun, made by the Emeralders, whether invented in
the Four Courts of Dublin, or at the midnight orgies held in the broad
and narrow Courts of London, at the Fives Court or the Tennis Court, the
King's Court, or the Courts of law and equity, are all heaped upon the
great original, Lord Norbury; who has, in consequence, as many sins of
this sort to bear with, as any criminal that ever appeared before his legal
tribunal. In selecting from an accredited stock, the compiler of this little
book has endeavoured to affix to the Noble Punster, only, the legitimate
offspring of his own creation; or at least such, if any one has stolen in,
as may not disgrace his witty family.
LORD NORBURY'S MOTTO
Is, "Right can never die;" then, said his lordship, punning thereon, "right
must be left for ever."
AN AMOROUS PUN.
"Who is that lovely girl?" exclaimed Lord Norbury, riding in company with
his friend Counsellor Grahaarty. "Miss Glass," replied the barrister.
"Glass!" reiterated the facetious judge; "by the love which man bears to
woman, I should often become intoxicated, could I press such a glass to
my lips!"
THE JOKER'S RETORT.
The late Counsellor Egan, well known by the appellation of Bully Egan,
from his rough courage, got into the Irish parliament during the
administration of the late Marquis of Rockingham, and joined with the
Whigs of that day in a most outrageous opposition to the administration
of the noble Marquis, upon the question of regency, when the opposition
succeeded in voting the unlimited regency of Ireland to the Prince of
Wales. The Marquis, unable to rally, fled to England without beat of
drum, leaving the oppositionists masters of the political field. Not content
with this retreat, the Whigs continued to pelt the character of the noble
Marquis, by way of post obit, and to heap all those maledictions upon his
administration, when defunct, which they had so indefatigably done
while living. Amongst the rest, Mr. Egan, in the course of a debate,
thought proper to introduce in his speech an episode, in which he
proposed, "Now that the Marquis was politically dead, to pencil his
epitaph;" and this he did in such coarse and ponderous words, that Mr.
Toler, the present Lord Norbury, in his reply, termed this effort of Egan,
penciling with a pickaxe.
TIME AND ETERNITY.
"Lord Byron calls his abusers dogs," said a friend to Lord Norbury; "No
doubt he wishes them and their censures cur-tailed," was the reply.
SHAKE-SPEARE.
Riding one day with a friend of the name of Speare, whose horse
appeared to jolt him very much, his Lordship could not help observing it.
"He is young, and awkward in his paces, but may mend," said Speare.
"By the bye, my Lord, I want a name for him." "It must be Shake-speare,
then," retorted his Lordship.
KING AND JAMES, THE DUBLIN LORD MAYORS.
Lord Norbury being in company with some lawyers, was asked, had he
seen a pamphlet that was written by O'Grady, in which he was reflected
on? replied, "Yes, yes, I took it to the water-closet with me." When told
who was the author, he replied, "Ha! I did not think my friend Grady
intended me such a wipe."
HOW TO CUT A FIGURE IN THE TEMPLE.
A report having reached his Lordship that a female pedant, who was well
known as a blue stocking and linguist, was about to be married, he
observed, "He could answer for her disposition to conjugate, but feared
she would have no opportunity of declining."
HOPE AND JOY.
Mr. Curran was to dine with Lord Norbury, when Mr. Toler. His dinner
hours were late, which Mr. Curran always disliked. Mr. Toler was going to
take his ride, and meeting Mr. Curran walking towards his house, said,
"Do not forget, Curran, you dine with me to-day." "I rather fear, my
friend," replied Mr. Curran, "it will be so long first, that you may forget
it."
CUT AND COME AGAIN.
In a celebrated trial, wherein Mr. Trumble was plaintiff, and Mr. Allpress
of Abbey-street, defendant, before Lord Norbury and a special jury, Mr.
Serjeant Johnson, Counsellor Leland, and one or two more very fat
barristers were employed for the defendant. The opposite bar were
remarkably thin spare men, viz. Messrs. Goold, North, Pennyfather, &c.
Mr. Johnson, in defending his client from paying a penal rent, in the heat
of argument said, "My Lord and gentlemen of the jury, the opposite party
stand forth like Shylock in the play, with their knife outstretched to cut
from us the very pound of flesh!" Lord Norbury very tritely interrupted
the learned serjeant by saying, "Mr. Johnson, the opposite bar perhaps
conceive you can spare it better."
A NOTE TAKER TRANSPORTED.
The Persian Ambassador having, among other public places, visited the
Irish Courts of Justice, in November Term of 1819, coming into the Court
of Common Pleas whilst it was sitting, the business was suspended for a
short time, to view so extraordinary a personage, he being fully dressed
in the eastern costume, long beard, &c. After he had retired, one of the
Judges asked Lord Norbury what he thought of him, his Lordship wittily
replied, "he might be a very clever man, but he was certain he was not a
close shaver."
THE RACKET COURT.
The counsel in the Irish courts are not always so decorous and attentive
as they should be. During the examination of a witness, Lord Norbury
had occasion once or twice to request silence; when the man, in a reply
to a question from his lordship relative to his occupation, answered that
"he kept a racket court." "Indeed," said the judge, and looking archly at
the bar, continued, "and I am very sorry to say that I am Chief Justice of
a racket court much too often."
POT LUCK.
A certain Irish musical amateur, who was very irritable, had a party of
vocal and instrumental friends on a particular evening in every week at
his own house; when some wags, more desirous of promoting discord
than harmony, used to assemble under his windows, making the most
hideous noises, or in the Irish phraseology, "giving him a shaloo," upon
which the amateur dislodged the contents of a certain chamber utensil
upon the heads of some passers by, but unfortunately missed his
persecutors. For this assault an action was brought and tried before Lord
Norbury, who, in summing up the case to the jury, good humouredly
observed, "that the plaintiffs must be considered in the light of uninvited
guests, and it could not be denied that they had been treated by the
defendant with pot-luck."
In a humorous trial between the rival managers, Messrs. Daly and Astley,
respecting the right of the latter to perform the farce of "My
Grandmother," at the Peter-street theatre, Dublin, Daly's counsel stated,
that the penalties recoverable from the defendant, for his infringement of
the rights of the patent theatre, would all be given to that excellent
charity the Lying-in Hospital. Mr. Toler, in reply, observed, "That it was
notorious, no man in Dublin had contributed more largely, in one way, to
the Lying-in Hospital than Mr. Daly; and it was therefore but fair, if he
recovered in this action, that he should send them the cash. But,"
continued the facetious counsel, "although Mr. Daly's attachment to good
pieces is proverbial, we do not choose that he shall monopolize all the
good pieces in Dublin, from 'My Grandmother' down to 'Miss in her
Teens.'"
LORD NORBURY'S EPITAPH.
SAID TO HAVE BEEN WRITTEN BY HIMSELF
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PUNNING EPIGRAMS.
By Bernard Blackmantle.
ON SIR THOMAS MORE, LORD CHANCELLOR OF ENGLAND.
ON "RECOLLECTIONS OF LORD BYRON, BY THE LATE R.C. DALLAS, EDITED BY HIS SON."
Dean Swift's barber one day told him that he had taken a public house.
"And what's your sign?" said the Dean. "Oh, the pole and bason; and if
your worship would just write me a few lines to put upon it, by way of
motto, I have no doubt but it would draw me plenty of customers." The
Dean took out his pencil, and wrote the following couplet, which long
graced the barber's sign:
FRI v. DAY.
COWPER'S HOMER.
BY LORD BYRON,
On Southey's house being on fire.
ON SIGNOR B. OF THE KING'S THEATRE, WHO RAN AWAY FROM HIS CREDITORS.
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