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English: Lithographic caricature magazine of four pages on two leaves, in the form of a (monthly) newspaper; illustrations as follows. 1 July 1833

Page 1.
TABLES D'HOTES.
Grey, as a waiter, serving a dish of marrow lettered 'Right to deal with Church property' to two gentlemen seated at left, (?) Wellington and Newcastle; he says, 'Any thing in my power as head waiter at this establishment your Lordships may command (always excepting the sacrifice of my place) I have brought you a most delicious dish of marrow and fatness which you will appropriate any way you think fit'. At right, another waiter (? Londonderry) offers the empty marrowbone, lettered 'Church Reform', to (?) Daniel O'Connell and William IV; he says, 'You called for a marrow bone gentlemen, I've brought you one, but we have been obliged to withdraw all the marrow to propitiate those customers at the other table'.
THE RUSTY OLD WEATHERCOCK.
On a rooftop, Brougham, at right, and another lawyer at left stand on either side of a weathercock in the shape of Eldon's head; it points to left, 'conServation', as opposed to right, 'inNovation', blown by the 'wind of ministerial influence'; Brougham, holding a roll of papers under his arm lettered 'Surely this did point a different way once', the other replies 'Dont suppose it could, not if it would.'
SCENE AT APSLEY HOUSE.
Wellington and William IV sitting at a table, the king proposing a toast to two surprised soldiers standing at right: 'Drink to the health of your noble commander, every honor we show him today is deserved by his military exploits.'
Page 2.
THE FANCY FAIR.
Five designs arranged in three rows; a four-day 'Grand Fancy Fair and Bazaar', a charity bazaar, was held at the Hanover Square Rooms in June 1833, with stalls run by the queen and other ladies. [1] 'Why we should have fancy fairs.' A woman with dark hair (Queen Adelaide?), stands before a mirror, dressed by her maid, saying, 'I approve of these fairs they show off both the person & the talents' [2] 'Wonders of a fancy fair.' Admiring men gather at a stall with the sign of a crown, manned by a young woman, the Countess of Chesterfield, one saying, 'That's the Countess of C.' [3] 'Effects of the fancy fair on the smart young batchelors' Three men languish on a sofa declaring themselves in love, Cupid flying above at left. [4] 'Effects of the fancy fairs on the poor women who live by their talents.' Two poor women and a girl present goods to a man behind a counter who says, 'We've no demand whatever for such articles every body buys them at the fancy fairs.' [5] A stout John Bull type stands at centre, his coat tails pulled in different direction by a tug of war between, at left, Cumberland, Wellington and Queen Adelaide, at right, William IV, Brougham (with a large pair of scissors), and Grey.
Page 3.
THE HAPPY FREE LABOURERS OF ENGLAND.
A brutal master of a factory stands in a doorway, raising a cudgel to beat a thin child whom he has seized by the shoulder, four others sitting pathetically by the steps, the master angered by their exceeding their lunch 'half hour' by three seconds. A sign at left: 'Work hours of this factory / Morning 6 o clock / Dinner 1/2 hour at 12 / to leave at 10 o clock night'.
THE WRETCHED SLAVES IN THE WEST INDIES.
A group of slaves enjoying their leisure time, a man and woman dancing at centre watched by eleven other figures surrounding them, one smoking a long pipe.
THE COLLISION.
A steam-powered coach of Whigs, the 'Commons steam omnibus', drives to left, according to a signpost behind, 'To Revolution'; the carriage is decorated with an irradiated liberty cap, and bears a flag lettered 'reform'; it collides with a horse-drawn coach of Tories travelling in the other direction, to 'To Oldstyle', drawn by careering horses seen at right, ridden by a fat, shocked bishop. The Commons coach is driven by William IV, Grey seated beside him; Brougham, wearing tartan trousers, standing at the back, blowing a trumpet; one of several figures inside remarks, 'Oh its only the Tory carriage, splinter em! but I shall be glad to arrive at the end of this road.'; Wellington lies in the path of the back wheel, with Newcastle (?). One of the passengers in the Tory carriage is Queen Adelaide.
Page 4.
A LITTLE PIECE OF UNSUCCESSFUL JOCKEYSHIP.
A stout man (Holland?) carrying a whip behind his back, a handkerchief tied around his knee lettered 'A kick from the Whigs', stands at right, holding out a wide bowl lettered 'Cobbets Mag' on the rim and 'Flattery' inside to four unconvinced horses with human heads, which gallop away to left; the most contemptuous are Wellington and Brougham.
MIDNIGHT VISIT.
Wellington, at right, points to a stout man, presumably William Crockford, saying 'Crockey what will you lay that the whigs are out in two months.' Crockford replies, 'Seven to one any figure' 'and what will you lay that I am in' 'Oh! thats quite another story.'
MORNING VISIT.

Brougham, at left, shakes hands with Althorp, saying, 'So your country gentlemen have thrown out my registration bill.' Althorp replies, 'Oh never mind that they shall reconsider it.'