del. Etched by Rowlandson. Published by R. Ackermann, 101 Strand.--The
tailor, with measuring-tape on shoulder and shears in pocket, has
brought home a new suit, into which an ill-made and clumsy-looking
personage has, with some difficulty, managed to thrust his limbs.
The coat is that very unbecoming garment, fashionable at the date
of the etching, and known as a _Jean de Brie_--a close-fitting,
swallow-tailed garment, with a hump-like high collar, and sleeves
tight to the shoulders, which were distended by a gouty puff, giving a
generally distorted appearance to the back of the wearer. The victim
is contemplating his uncomfortable suit in a looking-glass held by
the tailor, who is dismayed at the indignant protest of his client:
'Why, you have put me a hump upon each shoulder, and here's a pair of
Dutchman's breeches that would hold provision for a marching regiment;
well, I tell you what, Master Tailor, d---- me if I would go to our
club such a figure for fifty pounds!' The snip is assuring him in
reply: 'Made entirely to your lady's orders, your Honour, I assure
you she said now you was married you should look like the rest of the
world.'