1812. _Hackney Assembly. 'The Graces, the Graces, remember the Graces!'_ From erasures in the date of this plate it seems probable that it was originally issued ten years earlier. As the title indicates, this sketch is a broad burlesque of the deportment displayed by the frequenters of a suburban ball-room. The awkward and ungainly carriage of all the figures is amusingly exaggerated. A master of the ceremonies, the expression of whose features is complicated by a decided squint, is briskly performing the rites of his office and introducing a cobby little gentleman as a partner to an angular and misshapen spinster, who, in consulting _the graces_, has thrown her Gothic frame into an absurdly constrained and affected posture. 1812. _The Learned Scotchman, or Magistrate's Mistake._ Woodward del., Rowlandson sculp. Published by T. Tegg (150).--A Scotchman is led before a country justice, charged with drunkenness; the magistrate's wife is seated by the side of her lord, and is much shocked at the learned Caledonian's defence; bowing low, bonnet in hand, the Scot is throwing himself on the clemency of the court: 'I own, your honour, I was a little inebriated, but your worship knows _Nemo mortalium omnibus hooris saupit_.' 'What's that you say, fellow,' retorts the magistrate, 'about a sawpit?--a very improper place to go with such company. I wonder you are not ashamed to mention such a thing, and before my wife too. But, however, as it is your first offence, I will discharge you this time; but never come here with such a story again!' 1812 (?). _Preaching to some Purpose._--An open-air meeting of rustic worshippers. Great astonishment is pictured on the upturned faces of the expectant congregation. The preacher is raised on an extemporised pulpit; he is clad in black, but in the rear of his nether garment appears a formidable rent, which his hand is not sufficiently broad to conceal. He is earnestly addressing his perplexed hearers to the following purpose: 'Dearly beloved, before I begin my discourse, I have three things to inform you of. The first thing I know, and you do not know. The next thing you know, and I do not know,--and the third thing none of us know, viz., in my way here to preach, crossing Farmer Hobson's stile, I tore my breeches,--the extent of the rent I know, and you do not know. Secondly, what you are willing to subscribe to get them repaired you know, and I do not know. And lastly, what Tim Snip, the tailor, will charge for the job, _that none of us know_!' 1812 (?). _New Invented Elastic Breeches._ H. Nixon invt., T. Rowlandson sculp.--Two tailors are using considerable manual force trying to pull a customer into a pair of close-spring breeches. The scene is taking place on the premises of the inventor and manufacturer of the patent articles in question.