. Abraham Lincoln and the London Punch; cartoons, comments and poems, published in the London charivari, during the American Civil War (1861-1865) . The Modern Prometheus. 26 ABRAHAM LINCOLN AND And further, by the special tie Of slang, bound each to each,All-fired gonies, softhornd pair, Each other will you lick ?You everlastin dolts, forbear! Throw down your arms right slick. Youll chaw each other up, you two, Like those Kilkenny cats,When they had better things to do. Improvin off the come, shake hands, together jog On friendly yet once more;Whip one another not: and flog Creation,
. Abraham Lincoln and the London Punch; cartoons, comments and poems, published in the London charivari, during the American Civil War (1861-1865) . The Modern Prometheus. 26 ABRAHAM LINCOLN AND And further, by the special tie Of slang, bound each to each,All-fired gonies, softhornd pair, Each other will you lick ?You everlastin dolts, forbear! Throw down your arms right slick. Youll chaw each other up, you two, Like those Kilkenny cats,When they had better things to do. Improvin off the come, shake hands, together jog On friendly yet once more;Whip one another not: and flog Creation, as before! Still again. Punch showed good feeling in ad-monishing Lord Palmerston, after firing on Sum-ter, to keep Great Britain neutral. Well Pain, says Mr. Punch to his workman,of course I shall keep you on, but you must stickto peace-work. Nor could the North object to the cartoon, inMay, 1861, in which Lincoln made his first ap-pearance in Punch. The face, faithfully limned fromthe early beardless photographs, represented himas a man of clean-cut intelligent features,—inmarked contrast to the bearded ruffian, a repul- THE LONDON PUNCH. 28 ABRAHAM LINCOLN AND sive compound of malice, vulgarity and cunningwhich John Tenniels pencil subsequently de-lighted to give to the world as a counterfeit pre-sentment of the President of the United States. In this first picture Lincoln is represented aspoking the fire and filling the room with par-ticles of soot, saying with downcast look: What a nice White House it would be, if itwere not for the blacks. Nevertheless, the poem with which Punchgreeted the news of the fall of Fort Sumter was notcalculated to arouse kindly sentiments in theNorth. INK, BLOOD AND TEARS (THE TAKING OF FORT SUMTER.) A Forty hours bombardment! Great guns throwingTheir iron hail: shells their mad mines exploding: Furnaces lighted: shot at red-heat glowing: Shore-battries and fort-armament, firing, loading— Wars visible hell let loose for forty hours, And al
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