s his face, like the moon in a mist.
On each is a gentleman riding astraddle,
With neat Turkey carpets in lieu of a saddle;
The camels, behind, seem disposed for a lark,
The taller's a well-whisker'd, fierce-looking shark.
An Arab, arrayed with a coal-heaver's hat,
With a friend from the desert is holding a chat;
The picture's completed by well-tailed Chinese
A-purchasing opium, and selling of teas.
The minister's navy is seen in the rear--
They long turned their backs on the service--'tis clear
That they now would declare, in their typical way,
That Britannia it is who has done it, not they.
A reindeer and Laplander cutting through snow,
The rate of their progress (down hill) seems to show.
To the right, is the King of the Cannibal Islands,
In the same pantaloons that they wear in the Highlands
Some squaws by his side, with their infantile varments,
And a friend, in the front, who's forgotten his garments.
Frost, Williams and Jones {132} have this moment been hook
And are fixing the day they would choose to be cook'd.
There a planter is giving and watching the tasks
Of two worthy niggers, at work on two casks.
Below, to the left, as designed by Mulready,
Is sorrow's effect on a very fat lady;
While joy at good news may be plainly descried,
In the trio engaged on the opposite side."

[Picture: Left--Lord Monteagle and Mr. Baring, Britannia, Lord
Palmerston. Right--O'Connell and the Duke of Wellington]

There were very many pictorial satires on this unfortunate wrapper, but
none bore so near a resemblance to it as the accompanying illustration by
John Doyle (H.B. Sketches, 26 May, 1840, No. 639). Lord Palmerston, as
Britannia, is dispatching Mercuries with fire and sword, to the east,
typical of the wars in Egypt and China. On the other hand, he sends a
flight of Cupids to Father Mathew, the apostle of Temperance, who was
then doing such good work in Ireland, whilst a man is knocking the bung
out of a whisky barrel. Beneath this group is O'Connell, who is roaring
out "Hurrah for Repeal!" to the horror of the Duke of Wellington, who is
behind him. On the left is Lord Monteagle, late Chancellor of the
Exchequer, ill in bed; whilst his successor, Mr. Baring, reads to him the
result of his policy: "Post Office deliveries in the quarter, 272,000
pounds! Total def