The Dutch caricaturists recurred very often to the _windy_ character of the share business. In several of their works we see a puffy wind-god blowing up pockets to a great size, inflating share-bags, and wafting swiftly along vehicles with spacious sails. The bellows play a conspicuous and not always decorous part. Jean Law is exhibited as a "wind monopolist." In one picture he appears assisting Atlas and others to bear up great globes of wind. Kites are flying and windmills revolving in several pictures. Pigeons fly away with shares in their bills. The hunchback who served as a walking desk is repeated many times. The Tower of Babel, the mad-house, the hospital, the whirligig, a garden maze, the lottery wheel, the drum, the magic lantern, the soap-bubble, the bladder, dice, the swing--whatever typifies pretense, uncertainty, or confusion was brought into the service. One Dutch broadsheet (sixteen inches by twenty), now before me, contains fifty-four finely executed designs, each of which burlesques a scene in Law's career, or a device of his finance, the whole making a pack of "wind cards for playing a game of wind." Most of the Dutch pictures were "adapted" into English, and the adapters added verses which, in some instances, were better than the caricatures. A few of the shorter specimens may be worth the space they occupy, and give the reader a feeling of the situation not otherwise attainable. Of the pictures scarcely one would either bear or reward reduction, so large are they, so crowded with objects, and their style uninterestingly obsolete or boorishly indecent. On Puckle's Machine Gun: "A rare invention to destroy the crowd Of fools at home instead of foes abroad. Fear not, my friends, this terrible machine-- They're only wounded that have shares therein." On the Saltpetre Company (two and sixpence a share): "Buy petre stock, let me be your adviser; 'Twill make you, though not richer, much the wiser." On the German Timber Company: "You that are rich and hasty to be poor, Buy timber export from the German shore; For gallowses built up of foreign wood, If rightly used, will do Change Alley good." On the Pennsylvania Company: "Come all ye saints that would for little buy Great tracts of land, and care not where they lie; Deal with your Quaking Friends; they're men of light; Their spirit hates deceit and scorns to bite." On the Ship-building Company: "To raise fresh barks must surely be amusing, When hundreds rot in docks for want of using." On Settling the Bahamas: "Rare, fruitful isles, where not an ass can find A verdant tuft or thistle to his mind. How, then, must those poor silly asses fare That leave their native land to settle there?" On a South Sea Speculator imploring Alms through his Prison Bars: "Behold a poor dejected wretch, Who kept a S---- Sea coach of late, But now is glad to humbly catch A penny at the prison grate.