Excerpt from Punch, 1866, Vol. 51 Along the Strand - that journey which is itself an education - proceeded punch and his knights. Flowers rained upon them, though flowers are awfully dear at this season. And as the unmatched Leader rode at the head of his army, he shot benignant glances and uttered kindly words. If the idiot authorities do not soon sweep away that detestable street, he said, with a look on his right hand. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This 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.