Staggering bobs, a tale for Scotchmen, or, Munchausen driving his calves to market
Below caption title: This Print is dedicated to Lord Exxxl, his Party, & the Frequenters of Steevens's in general.
From the library of Gordon N. Ray.
Print shows George Hanger bestride a pile of calves with which his pony is laden. He is saying: "Here they are my Lord, here's the slunk Calves, by Gxx - no allusion, dxm'me! - almost forgot you was a North-Countrey-Man! - Runt carries weight well! - no less than Thirteen damme! - come push about the Bottle, & I'll tell you the Story; - In Scotland they eat no Veal, by Gxx! nothing but Staggering-Bobs, - by Gxx! - on my Honor & Soul I mean no insult! - but Tattersal he swore, d------n me, if he didn't, - that on a small Scotch Runt, he saw, Gxx dxxn my blood, - how many d'ye think he saw? - ( - "Saw what, Georgey? - ) - why Calves! - Staggering-Bobs to-be-sure! - why d'ye think he saw Seventeen? - no! - but dxxme, by Gxx, he saw Thirteen!!! - & all just upon such another little Cock-Horse as my own!!!'
Ray, Gordon N. (Gordon Norton), 1915-1986, former owner.