del. Etched by Rowlandson. Published by R. Ackermann, 101 Strand.--The
victim to ill-directed matrimonial attentions is a stout countrified
old gentleman; he is seated in his arm-chair, very much at the mercy
of two fair and youthful tormentors, whose exertions on his behalf
are probably _not_ disinterested. The wife, a very stylish damsel,
seemingly young enough to be the daughter of her embarrassed spouse, is
leaning on his chair and pressing him to partake of a dish of fruit,
and insisting, 'You must have some apricots, my love!' while her
sister, patting the husband affectionately on the shoulder, is forcing
a bunch of grapes into his mouth, which he has incautiously opened, to
express his dissent: 'Just take these grapes, brother-in-law, you never
eat finer!' The old gentleman, who shrewdly values this devotion at its
worth, is crying: 'I wo'nt eat anything more, I tell you--I shall be
choked--got an eye to the estate, I suppose!'