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Robert Seymour, a graphic humourist of the highest order, was born in or near London, about the year 1800. He was apprenticed at the usual age to Mr. Thomas Vaughan, an eminent pattern-drawer in Spitalfields, and his practice in that department of art appears to have given him the facility and accuracy of pencil for which he was afterwards so distinguished. Within a very short period of fulfilling his term of apprenticeship, he commenced, on his own account, as a painter in oils, and must have been tolerably expert at that early age, as already in the spring of 1822, we find him exhibiting a picture of some pretensions at the Royal Academy.
Source: Biographical Notice from Seymour's Humorous Sketches by publisher Henry G. Bohn.
The "Crack Shots." No. 1
(The Cockney and Bird-catcher.)
I've got a visper for you, Sir, I don't vish to be importite, but next time you shoots a bir vot I've brought to my call, I'll shoot you into a clay pit, that's all.
The "Crack Shots." No. 3
(A natural alarm.)
You needn't be afeard Sir, I ant a haming at you.
(same as to left, but no color)
The Pic-nic. No. 1
(A boat load. Warning: "Not allowed to land and dine.)
Oh! oh! very well; then we'll only land here and dine a little further on.
The Pic-nic. No. 2
(Unpacking the supplies.)
Oh dear! here's the sherry and mix'd pickle broke.
Yes, and they've broke into the pastry too.
(His new purchase of an old hunter, which runs away with him.)
Throw physic to the dogs. Whoy! whoy! whoy! I don't want to go a hunting, if you do.
(Domestic Economy, old woman presiding.)
Old Woman: Not make a dinner of Horsebeans? you dainty dog. I wish you may never have worse.
Plough Boy: Noa, mother; I hopes I never shall.
The Pouter and the Dragon
(The Farmer's whack.)
Another pigeon, egad, I'm in luck's way this morning.
Strawberries and Cream
(A Gourmand regaling.)
[As savoury as a pot of treacle to a blue-bottle.] text not printed, but in index.
The Jolly Anglers
(Anglers under the influence of Barclay and Perkins.)
Don't you like a day's fishing Sam?
Oh, werry much, werry much.
Ah, but some people don't know how to go a fishing Sam, they are such fools.
The Eating House
Clerical Gent, in a soft voice: "A small portion of veal and ham, well done."
Waiter, in a voice of thunder: "Plate of veal, and dam vell done."
(School-boys Rifle shooting.)
Out of the way, Sugar-lips, I am sure I shall hit him this time.
(An Old Toper, teaching the young Idea.)
Young men should practice, san intermission, until they can drink four bottles without being flustered, then they will be sober people, for it won't be easy to make them tipsey, a drunken man I abominate!!!