_December, 1809._ _Joint Stock Street._ Woodward del., Rowlandson fecit. Published by T. Tegg (174).--From this satire it seems that a company-mania must have raged in 1809, suggestive, in its extravagance, of the days of the South Sea Bubble. In front of the _Hospital for Incurables_ is a blank wall, covered with advertisements of various joint-stock enterprises, which are attracting the attention of the speculative. There is a _Doctors' Company_, offering incalculable advantages: 'No charge for emetics, &c.; patent coffins provided on the shortest notice; no surgeons admitted.' '_A Company of Menders_, open to both sexes; wives to mend their husbands, husbands to mend their wives, and most particularly, everybody to mend themselves.' _Company of White-washers. N.B. No lawyers admitted. More advantages; a new Cabbage and Potatoe Company, warranted genuine; no cooking required, saves time and trouble._ At the corner of Bubble Alley is the following tempting notice: _Peter Puff, manufacturer of deal boards without knots, from genuine sawdust, &c._ And outside a miserable hovel is the advertisement of _Tim Slashem, barber, and perriwig maker, who has a company in formation of mowers of beards by a new machine, to shave sixty men in a minute, to comb, oil, and powder their wigs in the bargain_. _December 24, 1809._ _The Bull and Mouth._ Woodward del., Rowlandson sc. Published by T. Tegg (290).--A corpulent gentleman, wearing a dressing-gown and nightcap, is yawning and stretching in his armchair. His huge head and gaping jaws would furnish forth excellently well a sign for the _Bull and Mouth_. By his side stands a handsome and highly developed lady, who is taking advantage of the sleepiness of her rude monster to slip a _billet-doux_ into the hand of a military officer, who is waiting in the rear. 1809. _A Glee. How shall we Mortals Spend our Hours? In Love! in War! in Drinking!_ Published by T. Tegg.--Three figures, represented as seated at table, with all the appointments and accessories incidental to the brewing of punch, carry out the spirit of the quotation. The lover, a smart young buck, in top-boots, is rapturously clasping his hands, after a toast, in inward contemplation of the perfections of his mistress. An old Commodore illustrates the idea of a life spent in warfare--although minus an eye and a leg, he is tough and hearty, and is seemingly content with his pipe and bowl. The brutalising results of hours devoted to mere bestial intoxication are realised in the person of a slovenly and imbecile sot. 1809. _Rowlandson's Sketches from Nature._ Drawn and etched by Rowlandson. Stadler, aquatinta. Published by T. Tegg.