A most remarkable caricature by Ansell (October 25, 1804) shows to what length party spirit will lead men--making truth entirely subservient to party purposes. It probably paid to vilify Napoleon, and consequently this picture was produced. It is called ‘Boney’s Inquisition. Another Specimen of his Humanity on the person of Madame Toussaint.’ Whatever may be our opinion of his treatment of Toussaint l’Ouverture, the only record we have in history (and I have expended much time and trouble in trying to find out the truth of the matter) is that his family, who were brought to France at the same time as himself, took up their residence at Agen, where his wife died in 1816. His eldest son, Isaac, died at Bordeaux in 1850. Now to describe the picture. Madame l’Ouverture is depicted as being bound to a stretcher nearly naked, whilst three Frenchmen are tearing her breasts with red-hot pincers. Another is pulling out her finger-nails with a similar instrument. She exclaims: ‘Oh Justice! Oh Humanity, Oh Deceitfull Villain, in vain you try to blot the Character of the English: ’tis their magnanimity which harrasses your dastard soul.’ One of the torturers says: ‘Eh! Diable! Why you no confess noting?’ Napoleon is seated on his throne, watching the scene with evident delight, chuckling to himself, ‘This is Luxury. Jaffa, Acre, Toulon and D’Enghien was nothing to it. Slave, those pincers are not half hot, save those nails for my Cabinet, and if she dies, we can make a confession for her.’ [Illustration] ‘The Genius of France nursing her darling’ is by a new hand, T. B. d----lle (November 26, 1804). ‘France, whilst dandling her darling, and amusing him with a rattle, sings-- There’s a little King Pippin He shall have a Rattle and Crown; Bless thy five Wits,[2] my Baby, Mind it don’t throw itself down! Hey my Kitten, my Kitten, &c. An unknown artist (December 11, 1804) gives us ‘The death of Madame Republique.’ Madame lies a corpse on her bed. Sieyès, as nurse, dandles the new emperor. John Bull, spectacles on nose, inquires, ‘Pray Mr. Abbé Sayes--what was the cause of the poor lady’s Death? She seem’d at one time in a tolerable thriving way.’ Sieyès replies, ‘She died in Child bed, Mr. Bull, after giving birth to this little Emperor.’ ‘The Loyalist’s Alphabet, an Original Effusion,’ by James Bisset (September 3, 1804), consists of twenty-four small engravings, each in a lozenge. ‘A, stands for Albion’s Isle,’--Britannia seated. ‘B, for brave Britons renown’d.’--A soldier and sailor shaking hands. ‘C, for a Corsican tyrant,’--Napoleon, with a skull, the guillotine, &c., in the background. ‘D, his dread downfall must sound.’--Being hurled from his throne by lightning. ‘E, for embattl’d we stand,’--A troop of soldiers. ‘F, ’gainst the French our proud Foes,’--shews England guarded by her ships,’ and the flotilla coming over.