I couldn’t help but recall the old Punch cartoon from the late Victorian era, which depicted a small golden-locked Kewpie-doll of a girl strolling and conversing with her very proper, Borsalino’d, ferociously-moustached grandfather.
**Little Euphonia: Grandpapa, what is the difference between a Liberal and a Tory?
Grandfather: Well, a Tory is a man who loves England, and likes having a Queen, and jolly well wants to keep things going as they are. A Liberal is a man who hates the Queen, and wants to sow Dissent and Rebellion, and give away the Colonies, and see England go to Hell, and in short they’re NOTHING BUT A PACK OF NINCOMPOOPS AND SCOUNDRELS!
Little Euphonia: (after a brief silence) And which are you, Grandpapa, a Liberal or a Tory?**