Pastime Pictures, A book of transformation scenes,
by Frederick Edward Weatherly and Clifton Bingham,
London: Ernest Nister; New York: E. P. Dutton & Co., n.d. (ca.1890.)
Pleasant Pastime Pictures: A Book of Transformation Pictures
PASTIME PICTURES. A book of Transformation Scenes
Turn the pages, little maiden,
Read the verses, merry boy,
All your lives with flowers are laden,
All your days are full of joy.
So, when through the book you wander,
Think of those who've worked for you,
How they've had to plot and ponder,
Words and pictures, pages through–
Not the first time or the last time–
Just to make a pretty pastime,
Just to make a book for you.
F. E. Weatherly.
|LONDON: || ||NEW YORK:
|ERNEST NISTER. || ||E. P. DUTTON & CO.
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Comical Pastime Pictures.
COMICAL Pastime Pictures
Of fun and frolic full,
Each pretty picture turning
To another when you pull.
The pussies at a party
Will turn to an old maids' tea–
I hope they won't talk scandal
Of you, my dears, or me.
Try it and see, my dearies,
You'll find it as I've said,
Red Riding Hood in the forest
Will turn to the Wolf in bed.
As you carefully pull each picture,
And laugh at each glad rhyme,
You'll find that "Pastime Pictures"
Will merrily pass the time!
To the fireworks at the Palace
The Lord Mayor's Show will change,
And a Hatter will turn a Tailor–
I think you'll say that's strange.
The Sights of London.
TOM came up from Blackberry Down
To see the sights of London Town;
The first he saw was the Lord Mayor's Show,
There's nothing like that at home, you know.
Carriages grand and horses fine,
And soldiers marching all in time;
Said Tom, as he looked at it in awe,
"It's the finest sight I ever saw!"
Then Tom to the Crystal Palace went,
And there a glorious day he spent;
He'd never seen such a wondrous sight,
And best of all, 'twas firework night.
Rockets went up as high as the sky.
And everyone cried out loud, "Oh my!"
And Tom went back to Blackberry Down
Wishing he lived in London Town.
The Lord Mayor's Show is a daytime sight–
Now find one that looks the best at night!
Red Riding Hood.
ONCE on a time Red Riding Hood
Was gathering flowers in Bluebell Wood,
The Wolf came by and said "Good Day"
To her in his politest way.
"Where are you going so fast?" said he.
"I'm going my Granny, sir, to see."
"May I come with you, little maid?"
"Oh no," said Riding Hood, afraid.
But when she came to Granny's cot,
Oh what a dreadful fright she got,
She found on the pillow of her bed,
Not Granny, but the Wolf, instead.
But Granny came in at the door
And beat the Wolf till he was sore;
He cried, while limping off in pain,
"I'll never play such tricks again!"
Here's Red Riding Hood, and the Wolf close behind,
Now pull down the picture and see what you'll find.
A Great Mistake.
BIDDY, I think you really make,
If you but knew, a great mistake.
You may be wise, you may be clever,
You'll never hatch that egg, no, never.
You'd better keep a closer guard
Over your chicks in our farmyard.
There's one of them who thought, worse luck,
That he was meant to be a duck.
He fancied, duck-like, he could swim,
Alas, the pond has swallowed him!
Another chick–it's really odd–
Is taking breakfast with a cod.
Well, that's, of course it's plain to you,
A very dangerous thing to do!
You'd better leave that egg alone,
And mind the chicks that are your own.
This egg will never hatch–you'll find
The egg that Biddy hatched behind!
At the Zoo.
WHICH did the children like the best
(One day there was a great contest)
Of all the animals at the Zoo,
From the Elephant to the Cockatoo?
The Brown Bear cried "I know 'tis me!"
(An ungrammatical bear was he)
"By the buns and the biscuits that I get,
I'm certain I am the greatest pet!"
"Indeed you're not," the Camel cried,
"They love upon my back to ride;
Although they may not give me buns,
I'm liked best by the little ones!"
The Elephants and the Monkeys too,
They all joined in the great to-do:
The Owl alone, like a clever bird,
Sat still and never said a word.
At last he spoke. "You're wrong," said he,
"Of course it's perfectly plain to see
The children like us all the best,
And no one better than the rest."
Bruin's very fond of buns,
Now find the Camel, little ones.
HAT, sir, yes, sir–look at that;
Just the thing, sir, for a cat
Who desires to always be
In the best Society!
"Mark my words, sir, people judge
Not by coats, no, that's all fudge;
People judge a well-dressed cat
By his hat, sir, by his hat!"
"Coat, sir, yes, sir–perfect fit,
Splendid coat–just look at it;
That's the coat, sir, for a swell
Up to date, and fits you well!
"Mark my words, I'm sure of it–
Hats, sir, do not count a bit,
People know a dog of note
By his coat, sir, by his coat!"
They both went shopping, but please to note,
Tom bought a hat, and Toby a coat.
THE pussies gave a dance last night;
They kept it up till morning light.
Miss Tabitha danced with young Tom Purr
A dozen times–quite wrong of her.
I also heard Miss Mew assert
That she was distinctly seen to flirt!
"Such doings are most scandalous,"
Say the three Misses Tortoiseshell, "to us!"
"We're really shocked," exclaim all three,
Chatting over a cup of tea!
"We're really glad we didn't go,
Oh, the guests there were behaving so!"
But I think they'd have been delighted–
The truth is–they were not invited.
The ball was fine–everyone was delighted,
Except three Tabbies, who weren't invited.
A Dreadful Accident.
Mr. Punch and his wife both wished to go out.
But they thought it was "low" to be walking about,
So they hired a Cat, in their lavish way,
To draw their cart, at sixpence a day.
Now a friend of the Cat came by and said:
"You harness me, and I'll draw them instead,"
But the moment the harness was fixed that Cat
Tore off at a gallop after a rat!
The traces broke, and the cart was spilled,
And poor Mr. Punch and his wife were killed,
But the Cat was punished, I'm glad to say,
And the rat, after all, got safely away.
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This edition is dedicated to Agnes Kiley (later Heidt)
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Illustrations may differ somewhat in size, coloration and placement from the originals.