Engraving (coloured impression.) A man in a hat, long coat and boots, grasps his friend’s hand with a smile. The host, ugly and angry, says: “Ah! my old Friend I wish you had called me at some more convenient time but this is washing day – I have nothing to give you but cold Fish, cold tripe & cold potatoes – you may smell soap suds a mile! A fack – fack you don’t know these Comforts! you are a Bachelor!” Behind (left), two women stand at the wash-tub. Partial description from the Catalogue of Political and Personal Satires Vol. VII.