Bonaparte, suddenly leaping from Elba, enters at an open window, knocking off the board, on which he had been sitting, the unlucky Louis the Eighteenth, who lies prone on the floor, crying, ‘Help, help! Oh! I am knocked off my Perch.’ John Bull goes to his assistance, comforting him with, ‘Never fear old boy, I’ll help you up again; as for that rascal Boney, I’ll sew him up presently.’ Boney, meanwhile, is calmly seated on the tailor’s bench, saying, ‘Dont disturb yourselves, shopmates, I have only popped myself here as a cutter out. Where is my wife and son, Father Francis?’ Trembling Austria, goose in one hand, scissors in the other, says, ‘I will send an answer shortly.’ Terrified Holland exclaims, ‘Donder and Blizen dat is de Devil!’ Russia, pointing to a knout, says, ‘I’ll take a few Cossack _measures_ to him.’ Old Blücher, with a huge pair of shears, advances to Napoleon, exclaiming, ‘Cutter out indeed!!! Yes, Yes, I’ll cut you out, Master Boney.’ Prussia, still seated, sewing, thinks, ‘You have cut out a little work for us to be sure, but d---- me if you shall be foreman here.’ Bernadotte opines that ‘This looks like another subsidy.’ Talleyrand is hiding himself under the bench; and the poor Pope, sprawling on the floor, forgets all Christian charity and language, and cries out, ‘Oh! curse the fellow, I wish I had the power of a _Bull_, I’d kick him to _Hell_. D--n me if it isn’t enough to make a saint swear.’ ‘A Review of the New Grand Army’ (artist unnamed, March 1815) shows, in the background, a host of very tattered troops. In front is Napoleon, _the aghast Emperor_, and _his two friends and Pillars of the State_, Death and the Devil. On one side of him is a _Captain of Starved Banditti from the Alps_, whose aim and object is plunder, and he acts as aide-de-camp; whilst a ferocious _Butcher from Elba_, reeking knife, and halter, in either hand, guards his other side, and acts as generalissimo. In a flood of light over Napoleon’s head appears the _Dæmon of War presiding over the Tyrant_, bearing in one hand a flag, inscribed ‘We come to redress Grievances,’ and with the other pointing to ‘_Boundless Ambition_.’ G. Cruikshank etched (April 4, 1815) ‘The Genius of France expounding her Laws to the Sublime People.’ An enormous monkey, his tail ornamented with tricoloured bows, unfolds a tricoloured scroll, which a lot of much smaller monkeys are reading. It is ‘The French Code of Laws.--Ye shall be vain, fickle, and foolish--Ye shall kill your King one day, and crown his relative the next.--You shall get tired of Him in a few weeks--and recal a TYRANT, who has made suffering humanity bleed at every pore--because it will be truly _Nouvelle_--Lastly, ye shall abolish and destroy all virtuous Society and worship the DEVIL.--As for Europe, or that little dirty Nation, the English, let them be d--d. FRANCE, the GREAT NATION, against the whole WORLD.’