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Sir David Dundas on horseback, in profile to the left, drills a line of cavalry at some distance. He holds a gold-headed cane in place of a whip and sits his horse in the manner of a bad rider. His foot is thrust forward so that his boot projects beyond the animal's chest. He holds the curb rein only, and this is merely placed between his hand and the cane. The snaffle lies on the horse's neck. The animal is clumsy, with shaggy fetlocks. Under the saddle is a leopard-skin. Dundas is on rising ground above the level of the soldiers who are drawn up facing some tents (BM).

Sir David Dundas on horseback, in profile to the left, drills a line of cavalry at some distance. He holds a gold-headed cane in place of a whip and sits his horse in the manner of a bad rider. His foot is thrust forward so that his boot projects beyond the animal's chest. He holds the curb rein only, and this is merely placed between his hand and the cane. The snaffle lies on the horse's neck. The animal is clumsy, with shaggy fetlocks. Under the saddle is a leopard-skin. Dundas is on rising ground above the level of the soldiers who are drawn up facing some tents (BM).

Pitt and Dundas, Fox and Sheridan face each other across a long narrow table, smoking long pipes and puffing clouds of smoke in each other's faces. The gallery of the House of Commons is indicated in the background. At the head of the table (left) in a raised arm-chair (in the manner of the chairman at a tavern-club) sits a man in the hat, wig, and gown of the Speaker (Addington) holding the mace, which has been transformed into a crutch-like stick. He puffs smoke at both Treasury and Opposition benches. Pitt, on the Speaker's right, holds a frothing tankard inscribed 'G.R' and directs a cloud of smoke at Fox, who puffs back. Before Fox is a tray of pipes and a paper of tobacco, implying that he excels in abuse. On the extreme right, Dundas, a plaid across his coat, puffs at the scowling Sheridan seated close to Fox. He has a punch-bowl inscribed 'G.R' in which he dips a ladle. Small puffs of smoke issue from the pipes, great clouds from the smokers' mouths. The House of Commons is burlesqued as a smoking-club, a plebeian gathering in which quarrelsome members were wont to puff smoke at each other (BM).

Pitt, very thin, stands rigidly erect in profile to the right. Mrs. Hobart, immensely fat, completely fills a globe which stands on a rectangular platform on castors, and whose circumference rests against Pitt's post-like person. She looks up at him expectantly. He stares over her head with a pained expression (BM).

A stout elderly man (three-quarter length) sits astride across a chair, his arms folded on its back. He wears a hat and holds a cane. His head is turned in profile to the left, and is seen through the wide-open sash of a window in Boodle's, St. James's Street. On the wall behind (left) is a portrait of a horse. Beneath the imprint: * Vide: a d... 'd good Cocoa-Tree Pun (BM).

After the title, "dedicated to the serious attention of the Fashionable Ladies of Great Britain." An enormously fat lady flings up arms, legs, and tea-cup in terror, as her flimsy gown catches fire from a red-hot poker falling from the grate (left). She, a stiff military officer, and a young woman sit at a round tea-table. The man sits paralyzed, alarmed and helpless, spilling his tea. The girl has added to the calamity by knocking over the tea-table so that urn and tea-pot spill their scalding contents, and crockery slides towards the floor. A loutish footman enters (right) but has stopped dead, dropping a dish of muffins. A frightened cat scampers from the hearth-rug. Over the chimney-piece is a picture of Vesuvius in eruption. The woman is a monstrous creature with bare arms and elaborately dressed hair (or wig), a patterned carpet completes the design (BM). / Muslin dresses had become very fashionable at the period when this caricature was published, and several disastrous results of accidental ignition gave to this print a peculiar air of truthfulness. It may be that those interested in the print trade encouraged the production of what was likely to remove prestige from its rival (Wright/Evans).

Alecto, a fantastic hag, stands outside the Crown and Anchor tavern between a diminutive Sheridan (left), playing a fife, and Fox (right), a burly drummer, both wearing regimentals. She towers above them, holding a long pike surmounted by a cap of 'Liberty' and holding out to John Bull, a yokel, a handful of 'Assignats.' Hissing serpents form her hair and serpents suck at the pendent breasts that her ragged garments do not cover. She has webbed wings, and wears a French cocked hat with a tricolour cockade. John Bull stands on the left, scratching his head with a puzzled grin. He wears a smock and very wrinkled gaiters and his hat and a pitchfork are in his left hand. Sheridan stands between Alecto and John Bull. From his fife issues a label. Fox is much larger than Sheridan, both wear French Grenadier's caps. On his drum is the head of a Medusa (Discord) with snaky locks. He smiles, watching John Bull with a stare of eager calculation. Behind him and on the extreme right, Stanhope runs off to the right, stooping as if to conceal himself. In his right hand is a letter from W. Pitt. The door of the Crown & Anchor Tavern is immediately behind Fox and Alecto. From it issue flames and smoke in which imps and demons are flying (BM). / On the supposed design of the party headed by Fox and Sheridan to enlist the people of England in the same revolutionary cause which now flourished in France. The Crown and Anchor Tavern, in the Strand, was the grand place of meeting of the Revolution Society. Lord Stanhope, who rendered himself remarkable by his strong democratic principles, was supposed at this moment to be hesitating in the part he was to take in politics. Lord Stanhope married Lady Hester Pitt, daughter of the first Lord Chatham, and sister to William Pitt, the Minister (Wright/Evans).

George III stands on a low rectangular platform placed upon a boarded floor and is approached from all sides by applicants for office. He is in back view, but turns his head in profile to the left, to inspect a group through his spy-glass. In the front row (left), bowing low, are three Grenvilles, the Broad-Bottoms par excellence: Grenville holds a gold-laced coachman's hat and long whip. In bowing he has split his tight breeches. His nephew Temple is next him, then the spectacled Buckingham. Close behind is the emaciated Sidmouth, hat in hand and holding out a bottle labeled Cathartic. Next him and nearer the spectator stands Whitbread, dressed as a porter, and mopping his head. His porter's knot is on the ground, inscribed: Saml Froth his Knot--Carries any Weight in any Weather. He supports against his knees a huge rectangular pile of Motions to be brought in the House of Commons. Behind him and on the extreme left Lord Henry Petty capers to a dancing-master's kit which he plays with his fingers. Behind Petty and Whitbread are two men dressed as chairmen with straps across the shoulder: one is Grattan; the other (?) Ponsonby. Behind these and in the doorway (left) is a group of three: Cobbett, holding up his hat and a sheaf of Cobbett Political Register. Townsend, the Bow Street officer, holding up his constable's staff, faces the group. From the back of his head a label floats towards the Grenvilles. All these are on the King's left hand. At right angles to them, and facing the King, though farther from him, Moira, in regimentals, stands between Erskine (right) and Windham (left) (they represent the Carlton House interest). The King's own servants stand facing him, one behind the other, on the platform. A greyhound with the head of Grey, but with a curious beak or snout projecting from his profile, fawns on Portland, who is next the King. Behind Portland stands Perceval, wearing his Chancellor of the Exchequer's gown. He puts up a hand to ward off Tierney who bows humbly. Behind Perceval stands (?) Camden. Sheridan, who is behind Tierney, looks up to three Ministers seated pen in hand in a small gallery (right) in which money-bags are ranged. These are the three Secretaries of State (left to right): Castlereagh, Canning, Liverpool. He addresses Canning, his old friend. He seems to speak also for the Duke of Norfolk. The Duke of Bedford, as a yokel in a smock, holding a pitchfork, bows low. Behind him is Lord St. Vincent in naval uniform, with an expression of senile envy. In his pocket is a Scheme for Crimping. Behind him Lord Spencer, dressed as a watchman, with a staff and lantern, and with a sleeve-badge: an Old State Watchman., stands with bent back and closed eye. Behind him is the Duke of Norfolk looking at the King with senile melancholy (BM).

George III stands on a low rectangular platform placed upon a boarded floor and is approached from all sides by applicants for office. He is in back view, but turns his head in profile to the left, to inspect a group through his spy-glass. In the front row (left), bowing low, are three Grenvilles, the Broad-Bottoms par excellence: Grenville holds a gold-laced coachman's hat and long whip. In bowing he has split his tight breeches. His nephew Temple is next him, then the spectacled Buckingham. Close behind is the emaciated Sidmouth, hat in hand and holding out a bottle labeled Cathartic. Next him and nearer the spectator stands Whitbread, dressed as a porter, and mopping his head. His porter's knot is on the ground, inscribed: Saml Froth his Knot--Carries any Weight in any Weather. He supports against his knees a huge rectangular pile of Motions to be brought in the House of Commons. Behind him and on the extreme left Lord Henry Petty capers to a dancing-master's kit which he plays with his fingers. Behind Petty and Whitbread are two men dressed as chairmen with straps across the shoulder: one is Grattan; the other (?) Ponsonby. Behind these and in the doorway (left) is a group of three: Cobbett, holding up his hat and a sheaf of Cobbett Political Register. Townsend, the Bow Street officer, holding up his constable's staff, faces the group. From the back of his head a label floats towards the Grenvilles. All these are on the King's left hand. At right angles to them, and facing the King, though farther from him, Moira, in regimentals, stands between Erskine (right) and Windham (left) (they represent the Carlton House interest). The King's own servants stand facing him, one behind the other, on the platform. A greyhound with the head of Grey, but with a curious beak or snout projecting from his profile, fawns on Portland, who is next the King. Behind Portland stands Perceval, wearing his Chancellor of the Exchequer's gown. He puts up a hand to ward off Tierney who bows humbly. Behind Perceval stands (?) Camden. Sheridan, who is behind Tierney, looks up to three Ministers seated pen in hand in a small gallery (right) in which money-bags are ranged. These are the three Secretaries of State (left to right): Castlereagh, Canning, Liverpool. He addresses Canning, his old friend. He seems to speak also for the Duke of Norfolk. The Duke of Bedford, as a yokel in a smock, holding a pitchfork, bows low. Behind him is Lord St. Vincent in naval uniform, with an expression of senile envy. In his pocket is a Scheme for Crimping. Behind him Lord Spencer, dressed as a watchman, with a staff and lantern, and with a sleeve-badge: an Old State Watchman., stands with bent back and closed eye. Behind him is the Duke of Norfolk looking at the King with senile melancholy (BM).

George III stands on a low rectangular platform placed upon a boarded floor and is approached from all sides by applicants for office. He is in back view, but turns his head in profile to the left, to inspect a group through his spy-glass. In the front row (left), bowing low, are three Grenvilles, the Broad-Bottoms par excellence: Grenville holds a gold-laced coachman's hat and long whip. In bowing he has split his tight breeches. His nephew Temple is next him, then the spectacled Buckingham. Close behind is the emaciated Sidmouth, hat in hand and holding out a bottle labeled Cathartic. Next him and nearer the spectator stands Whitbread, dressed as a porter, and mopping his head. His porter's knot is on the ground, inscribed: Saml Froth his Knot--Carries any Weight in any Weather. He supports against his knees a huge rectangular pile of Motions to be brought in the House of Commons. Behind him and on the extreme left Lord Henry Petty capers to a dancing-master's kit which he plays with his fingers. Behind Petty and Whitbread are two men dressed as chairmen with straps across the shoulder: one is Grattan; the other (?) Ponsonby. Behind these and in the doorway (left) is a group of three: Cobbett, holding up his hat and a sheaf of Cobbett Political Register. Townsend, the Bow Street officer, holding up his constable's staff, faces the group. From the back of his head a label floats towards the Grenvilles. All these are on the King's left hand. At right angles to them, and facing the King, though farther from him, Moira, in regimentals, stands between Erskine (right) and Windham (left) (they represent the Carlton House interest). The King's own servants stand facing him, one behind the other, on the platform. A greyhound with the head of Grey, but with a curious beak or snout projecting from his profile, fawns on Portland, who is next the King. Behind Portland stands Perceval, wearing his Chancellor of the Exchequer's gown. He puts up a hand to ward off Tierney who bows humbly. Behind Perceval stands (?) Camden. Sheridan, who is behind Tierney, looks up to three Ministers seated pen in hand in a small gallery (right) in which money-bags are ranged. These are the three Secretaries of State (left to right): Castlereagh, Canning, Liverpool. He addresses Canning, his old friend. He seems to speak also for the Duke of Norfolk. The Duke of Bedford, as a yokel in a smock, holding a pitchfork, bows low. Behind him is Lord St. Vincent in naval uniform, with an expression of senile envy. In his pocket is a Scheme for Crimping. Behind him Lord Spencer, dressed as a watchman, with a staff and lantern, and with a sleeve-badge: an Old State Watchman., stands with bent back and closed eye. Behind him is the Duke of Norfolk looking at the King with senile melancholy (BM).

A procession from the open door of an inn (r.) towards the room destined for the traveller. A fat, ugly, elderly woman with a twisted, appraising profile, holding up a fan in her right hand, from the little finger of which dangles a parasol; tucked under her left arm is a lap-dog. She wears a riding habit. Over her straw hat is a hood or scarf. After her shambles a lean elderly man, much caricatured, carrying an embroidery frame, bag, and box. Behind him is a man holding up a caged bird, to which he whistles grotesquely, while a cat ensconced in an alcove grabs at the cage. An immensely fat woman stands against the wall, watching the visitor. The fat host (l.), napkin in hand, ushers her towards the room, with pointing thumb. It is called 'the Ram' and the adjacent door is placarded 'the Union.' Bell-wire meanders over the wall connected with bells belonging to the two rooms; both are jangling. Through the door is seen the sign of the inn - a cock on a pair of breeches (BM). / The satire in this print is said to be both general and particular, as the artist is supposed to have personified in his old maids the well known Miss Banks, whose collections have enriched the British Museum (Wright/Evans).

The royal pair setting an example of economy, which appears by no means agreeable to all the family (Wright/Evans). The King, Queen, and six Princesses, three quarter length, are seated round a frugal tea-table. The King, in profile to the right, faces his daughters, holding his cup and saucer to his lips. The Queen sits in the centre behind the small tea-pot, holding her cup and saucer in bony fingers, and looking with a wide and cunning smile towards the Princesses. The Princess Royal sits at the end of the row, on the extreme right, with four sisters diminishing in age on her right, a sixth just indicated behind the Queen. They hold, but do not drink, cups of tea, with expressions varying from sulky discontent to defiant surprise. Below the title is etched, "To the Masters & Mistresses of Families in Great Britain, this Noble Example of Œconomy, is respectfully submitted" (BM).