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Excerpt from Voces Populi (Reprinted From Punch) 2dThe man IN evening dress. I remember giving Bimbo, the Wizard of the West, a guinea once to teach me that trick - there was nothing in it.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Voces Populi Reprinted From PunchFerdinand (also Stage Manager). Oh, don't bother me, my dear fellow Where the dickens am [to find sawdust?The K. Of N. Thought you might have spared us some out of your calves!Miranda. I have to go to sleep, too; and that couch is simply soaked!About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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"Thomas Anstey Guthrie (8 August 1856 - 10 March 1934), was an English novelist and journalist, who wrote his comic novels under the pseudonym F. Anstey.He was born in Kensington, London, to Augusta Amherst Austen, an organist and composer, and Thomas Anstey Guthrie. He was educated at King's College School and at Trinity Hall, Cambridge, and was called to the bar in 1880.[1] But the popular success of his story Vice Versa (1882) with its topsy turvy substitution of a father for his schoolboy son, at once made his reputation as a humorist of an original type. He published in 1883 a serious novel, The Giant's Robe; but, in spite of its excellence, he discovered (and again in 1889 with The Pariah) that it was not as a serious novelist but as a humorist that the public insisted on regarding him. As such, his reputation was further confirmed by The Black Poodle (1884), The Tinted Venus (1885), A Fallen Idol (1886), and other works. Baboo Jabberjee B.A. (1897) , and A Bayard from Bengal (1902) are humorous yet truthful studies of the East Indian with a veneer of English civilization.Guthrie became an important member of the staff of Punch magazine, in which his voces populi and his humorous parodies of a reciter's stock-piece (Burglar Bill, &c.) represent his best work. In 1901, his successful farce The Man from Blankleys, based on a story that originally appeared in Punch, was first produced at the Prince of Wales Theatre, in London. He wrote Only Toys (1903) and Salted Almonds (1906).Many of Anstey's stories have been adapted into theatrical productions and motion pictures. The Tinted Venus was adapted by S. J. Perelman, Ogden Nash, and Kurt Weill into One Touch of Venus in 1943. Vice Versa has been filmed many times, usually transposed in setting and without any credit to the original book. Another of his novels, The Brass Bottle, has also been filmed more than once, including The Brass Bottle (1964)."

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated.1890 Excerpt: ... at a SCENE--Interior of Church. Wedding Guests arriving, and exchanging airy recognitions as they settle down in their places. Bridesmaids in various states of self-consciousness, collected at door. Loud and sustained buzz of feminine whispering. Policeman (on guard at another door, to people with a mania for seeing complete strangers married. Very sorry, ladies, but if you're not provided with tickets, I can't let you in. The PEOPLE (with a mania, &c.. But this is a public place, isn't it? POLICEMAN (not feeling competent to argue the point). Those are my orders. THE People, &c., depart disconsolate. VERGER (to GUESTS with pink tickets). Any of those seats there. "PINK." GUESTS (attempting to pass a crimson rope which bars the central passage). We want to be near the altar--we can't see here! VERGER (in a superior manner. The higher seats are set apart for parties with white tickets. "Pink" Guests (to one another indignantly,. And after we'd sent that girl a salad-bowl, too! They employ themselves in picking out " White" Guests who ought properly to have been "Pink" remark that it is the most shamefully-managed wedding they ever saw, and recur bitterly at intervals to the salad-bon'l. Mrs. RIH'LEKROOK (who always comes early "to see the people". Oh, there'll be a tremendous crush, of course--they know everybody. Look, the De Lacy Vespes have just come in--what a pity it is that eldest girl has such a red nose--she'd be quite goodlooking without it!... There's Narcissus Runderceed, you see him everywhere. (Bows and smiles at him effusively.) Horrid creature! And how fat he's getting! Do you know who that is? That's Miss Mabel Maycup of the " Proscenium," you know,--looks ever so much older by daylight, doesn't she? I suppose she's not one of the brides fri...