Rowlandson the Caricaturist; a Selection from His Works. Vol. 2Grego, Joseph
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Rowlandson the Caricaturist; a Selection from His Works. Vol. 2
Grego, Joseph
English wit and humor, Pictorial; Rowlandson, Thomas, 1756-1827
_October 3, 1808._ _John Bull arming the Spaniards._ Published by R.
Ackermann, 101 Strand.--John Bull has arrived to assist the Spaniards.
The national prototype, grasping his cudgel of oak, and surrounded by
an array of stores of his own liberal providing, is addressing friendly
encouragements to the Don: 'My good friend, you see I have brought you
clothing for ten thousand men, _viz._, cheese, shoes, stockings, belts,
and small clothes, besides arms and ammunition, and if that won't do
I'll bring you Gully and Gregson, and the Devil is in it if _they_
won't do!'
His new ally is grateful, and especially looks forward to the
assistance of the prize-fighters: 'We thank thee, Johnny, for all thou
hast brought, and if thou canst bring the other two we shall be more
obliged to thee!'
John Bull has furnished his friend with a tolerably liberal outfit,
piles of guns, bayonets, and swords, barrels of powder, shot galore,
bales of stockings, shirts, coats, belts, shoes, with (for what reason
is not shown) a marvellous selection of cheeses--Stilton, Cheshire,
Gloucester, Cambridge, Yorkshire, Leicestershire, Cottenham, Bath,
Wiltshire, Cream, Derbyshire, &c.; a sack of gold pieces is also
included amongst the supplies: we learn that at one time, on the
Peninsula, 'English guineas had no attraction, the dollar or moidore
was the medium; but since guineas have been introduced in payment of
the army the natives seem to appreciate their value.'
_October 17, 1808._ _Junot disgorging his Booty._ Published by R.
Ackermann, 101 Strand.--General Junot has been seized by a British tar,
who is making the invader disgorge his plunder, consisting of utensils
of gold, jewels, and specie; the Spanish Don is holding a receptacle
for this costly booty in course of restitution. The French officers are
stamping in despair over the disasters of their chief: '_Morbleu! comme
il a mal au coeur, notre pauvre général._' Jack Tar, evidently thinking
of 'the yellow boys,' is replying, 'More blue? why, ye lubber, what do
ye mean by that? don't ye see it's as yellow as gold?'
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