<oai_dc:dc xmlns:oai_dc="http://www.openarchives.org/OAI/2.0/oai_dc/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xsi:schemaLocation="http://www.openarchives.org/OAI/2.0/oai_dc/ http://www.openarchives.org/OAI/2.0/oai_dc.xsd"><dc:title>The Lancaster Caleb Quotem i.e. Jack of all trades. [graphic]</dc:title><dc:creator>Williams, Charles, active 1797-1830, printmaker</dc:creator><dc:date>[July 1812]</dc:date><dc:language>eng</dc:language><dc:description>"A design in six compartments, arranged in two rows; in each the same person, Higgins, Governor of Lancaster jail, is depicted in a different occupation. [1] 'A Jailor'. He stands in a prison yard, holding keys, addressing a wretched prisoner; he points to an open door, saying: "You wont be physic'd by my Son, eh you rascall? then you shall go into the black hole till you will." In the background is a prisoner looking from a barred window. [2] 'A Gardiner'. He holds a flower-pot, and turns to address a lady, who says: "I did not know you was a gardener Mr Higginbottom." He answers: "O yes I'ts [sic] all in my way of business Maam I exports Natives and imports Exotics from Botany Bay." [3] 'A Manufacturer'. He addresses a starved-looking man seated at a loom, and holds a large roll of cloth under his arm. He says: "You Idle scoundrel is that all you have made to day. I'll discharge you depend on it." The man answers: "Indeed Sir I have been hard at it for eighteen hours." Large rolls of cloth are piled on a table under a wide window. Through a doorway is seen the back of another weaver at his loom. [4] 'A Farmer'. He stands in a corn-field, wearing a smock and gaiters, and holding a pitchfork. He addresses two labourers holding sickles:"I think I should know you! didn't you belong to my Sheep walk once." One answers with a grin: "to be sur I did Governor and took a little bit of an Oath for you." [He seems to imply that he has given (perjured) evidence in a sheep-stealing case]. [5] 'An Alderman'. He sits in an arm-chair, wearing a furred gown, addressing a trembling yokel: "How dare you contradict an Alderman do you know I can send you to Quod for that." The man answers: "Na I did not indeed your Worship! but you shall always have it your own way in future." Fetters hang on the wall behind the alderman's head, labelled: '1. 10. 0' [twice] and '£2. 0. 0.' [a smaller set]. A key is on the table beside him, and prison buildings are seen through a window. [6] 'A Captain'. He stands arrogantly, wearing cocked hat and gorget, pointing with his sword and saying: "You sir ther with the carotty wishers!! I see you sneering at me. don't you know I'm your Captain and can put you in irons." Three ladies watch him with mocking disapproval; one says: "Captain forsooth! these fellows will make the word Captain Odious"."--British Museum online catalogue</dc:description><dc:description>Title etched below image.</dc:description><dc:description>Printmaker from British Museum catalogue.</dc:description><dc:description>Text following title: Vide Sr. Francis Burdetts speech.</dc:description><dc:description>Plate numbered "170" in upper right corner.</dc:description><dc:description>Plate from: Woodward, G.M. Caricature magazine, or Hudibrastic mirror. London : Thomas Tegg, [1808?], v. 3.</dc:description><dc:description>Also issued separately.</dc:description><dc:description>Temporary local subject terms: Jail -- Greenhouse -- Sickles -- Loom.</dc:description></oai_dc:dc>