Etched by Rowlandson. Published by R. Ackermann, 101 Strand.--A stout
and comfortable-looking gentleman, whose features wear a very sulky and
discontented expression, is giving one hand to a cheerful old 'chum'
from the country, and pointing with the disengaged hand to two stout
wenches deep in the washing-tubs: 'Ah! my old friend,' cries the host
to the traveller, 'I wish you had called at some more convenient time,
but this is washing day--I have nothing to give you but cold fish, cold
tripe, and cold potatoes, you may smell soapsuds a mile! Ah Jack! Jack!
you don't know these Comforts! You are a bachelor!'