Scotch paradise a view of the Buteifull garden of Edenburg. [graphic]

"A complicated and fantastic design. The title implies the annual election of East India directors on the second Wednesday in April (11 Apr. in 1827). The Directors, twenty with portrait heads, with one or two shadowy heads behind, have wolves' paws, and wear, below their shoulders, sheeps' fleeces inscribed Golden Fleece or Fleece. In the middle sit the Chairman and Deputy Chairman, two profiles joined Janus-like. One (Lindsay, the Deputy), in profile to the left, says: Adsum qui feci in me convertite ferrum [sic]. The other (Sir G. Robinson, the Chairman), says: Nostrum sex sumus, discedentes lucemus et aucto splendore resurgemus [he is one of the six retiring Directors, to be re-elected after a year]. Before him are a book, Stamp Office Ledger. This could a tale unfold; a print of a man carrying a globe on his back (he was Chairman of the Globe Insurance Office), and papers: Joint Stock Companies and Morning Paper. In another presidential chair (right), at right angles to the Directors, sits a fierce-looking man with bull's horns holding a scourge inscribed The Board of Controul [showing he is Wynn, President of the Board]; he says: These wolves in sheeps cloathing must not take all the prey, give us John Bulls share. Facing him from the extreme left is a man at a slightly lower desk, who says: We care not a jot for the court of Proprietors. In the foreground are the Proprietors, grouped in three categories of animals. A pack of large dogs, 'the requisitionary pack', with human (portrait) heads, runs forward from the right, where there are circular tiers of benches (as used by the Proprietors on Court Days). The foremost is Cato, saying, Chairman you are all out of order, as to your lawyers I put them all at defiance. At his feet are papers: He gave him a Roland for his Oliver; A free Press, and Universal Knowledge. Next is Cæsar, saying, We are allowed in Parliament to ask questions Nemo nos impune lassessit [sic]. Argus [? Hume], with National reform in Church and State at his feet, asks: I am my own dog whose are you?. Cerberus answers: I am the House Dog but to your pack Adieu [perhaps James Rivett Carnac, Director-elect in place of Bosanquet]. Jason [? Capt. W. Maxfield], leaping over a paper inscribed The Bombay Marines Lamentations over their unmerited sufferings, says: I care not a fig for your majorities while truth, reason, and justice are on my side. Mad Tom says: One gymnastic leap would place me within the bar before you could say Jack Robinson. The last dog, P. Pry [see BM Satires 15138], its head obscured, barks at Wynn: Bow, Wow wow! Two other dogs with human heads are indicated, and there are also an obscure couple of normal dogs, saying, Pointers have good noses & capital eyes for fat bones. ..."--British Museum online catalogue