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Do not forsake this poor widow
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Do not forsake this poor widow

Date1822
MediumCrayon lithograph
DimensionsSheet: 245 x 322 mm. (9 5/8 x 12 11/16 in.)
Image: 166 x 230 mm. (6 9/16 x 9 1/16 in.)
Credit LineThe George A. Lucas Collection, purchased with funds from the State of Maryland, Laurence and Stella Bendann Fund, and contributions from individuals, foundations, and corporations throughout the Baltimore community
Object number1996.48.7457
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Last Updated1/11/24
Image Not Available for Yes sir, in exchange for a small premium with our insurance, you can be assured for death....for death in a proper gentlemanly manner. When you go off in a fine hearse, very comfortable, to be mourned by the poor people of the district, and leaving an inconsolable widow in golden letters on your grave.... - And if you don't keep your promises? - Then you can still give us a receipt and sue us before a tribunal.
Yes sir, in exchange for a small premium with our insurance, you can be assured for death....for death in a proper gentlemanly manner. When you go off in a fine hearse, very comfortable, to be mourned by the poor people of the district, and leaving an inconsolable widow in golden letters on your grave.... - And if you don't keep your promises? - Then you can still give us a receipt and sue us before a tribunal.
1838
Image Not Available for A Landlord. - Oh! Mr. de Macaire, you wouldn't turn us out into the street just for being a miserable quarter late with our rent... - Where else should I put you, by devil? - But we've spent 30'000Fr. in your shop!... - That's another reason, it all comes back to me... - And my four poor small children?... - What the heavens is that to do with me. I didn't ask you to have them!...
A Landlord. - Oh! Mr. de Macaire, you wouldn't turn us out into the street just for being a miserable quarter late with our rent... - Where else should I put you, by devil? - But we've spent 30'000Fr. in your shop!... - That's another reason, it all comes back to me... - And my four poor small children?... - What the heavens is that to do with me. I didn't ask you to have them!...
1837
Image Not Available for Two o'clock. A snack for Azor. What can I do, my dear..... this poor beast only has me, you however, you have the entire world!
Two o'clock. A snack for Azor. What can I do, my dear..... this poor beast only has me, you however, you have the entire world!
1839
Image Not Available for Seven o'clock. Monsieur Coquelet on the way home... one word, my dear, honestly, a neighbor, 45 years, a nice little widow, but a heart of stone.
Seven o'clock. Monsieur Coquelet on the way home... one word, my dear, honestly, a neighbor, 45 years, a nice little widow, but a heart of stone.
1839
Image Not Available for Please step forward, Mr. Gérenflot..... approach to receive the crown bestowed upon you for your fine work on pauperism. You have nobly and generously paid your debt to society.... in proving convincingly, that in general, if the poor are poor.... it is because they simply don't have a penny.
Please step forward, Mr. Gérenflot..... approach to receive the crown bestowed upon you for your fine work on pauperism. You have nobly and generously paid your debt to society.... in proving convincingly, that in general, if the poor are poor.... it is because they simply don't have a penny.
1844
Image Not Available for The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
The Chevalier des Adrets is the lover of a woman of the world. He is amiable and fervent, he pretends to be passionate and devoted... one day, an alleged bailiff and an alleged bill of exchange fall like a clap of thunder into the midst of the most tender effusion of feeling... "Oh! My God!! The Baron de Wormspire, a so-called friend, has had the impudence to have me thrown into prison... He's ruined my good fortune, separated me from what I love! Oh! Friends!! What are friends?... There's no such thing as a friend!!!..." The poor woman, poor dupe, casts off her jewels, gives him everything she can, borrows, ruins herself, only to discover too late that her knight is only a knight of industry, a right Robert Macaire.
1838
Image Not Available for Preparing for the baccalaureate. - There are two ways in which you might pass your exams: the first way is to let someone else take your place; the second is to take them yourself. - I would like to take them myself. - Very good!... Do you know Greek? - No. - Latin? - None the more. - Excellent!... Do you know your Math? - Not at all. - What do you know then? - Nothing. - But you've 200 francs? - Of course! - Splendid... You'll be passed next Thursday. - You mean you're going to prepare me in eight days? - What do you think!!!!... It's true that I've taken on the responsibility for your success, but for teaching you... Oh no! Certainly not!!
Preparing for the baccalaureate. - There are two ways in which you might pass your exams: the first way is to let someone else take your place; the second is to take them yourself. - I would like to take them myself. - Very good!... Do you know Greek? - No. - Latin? - None the more. - Excellent!... Do you know your Math? - Not at all.
- What do you know then? - Nothing. - But you've 200 francs? - Of course! - Splendid... You'll be passed next Thursday. - You mean you're going to prepare me in eight days? - What do you think!!!!... It's true that I've taken on the responsibility for your success, but for teaching you... Oh no! Certainly not!!
1837
Image Not Available for Do you want gold, do you want money, do you want diamonds, millions, zillions? Step right up, let us help you... Boom! Boom! Boom-bond-bond!! Here's bitumen, here's steel, here's lead, here’s gold, here's paper, here's galvanizzzeddd iron... Step up, step up quickly, the law will change, you'll lose everything, hurry up, buy, buy your shares! Buy your shares now!! Boom! Boom!! Boom-boom-boom!! Bond! Bond!!
Do you want gold, do you want money, do you want diamonds, millions, zillions? Step right up, let us help you... Boom! Boom! Boom-bond-bond!! Here's bitumen, here's steel, here's lead, here’s gold, here's paper, here's galvanizzzeddd iron... Step up, step up quickly, the law will change, you'll lose everything, hurry up, buy, buy your shares! Buy your shares now!! Boom! Boom!! Boom-boom-boom!! Bond! Bond!!
1838
Image Not Available for Killed in Action (recto); Study for "Widow" (verso)
Killed in Action (recto); Study for "Widow" (verso)
1916-1920
Image Not Available for Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
1833
Image Not Available for Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
Mr. Viennet at the rostrum. What do I say! (Mr. Laboissière, you do say the nicest things!)…. Let us be greedy... let us give the ministers the funds that they require and let's vote for repressive laws. The present legality is killing us etc. etc. The speaker has carried on in this tone for three hours and 35 minutes and no one has bothered answering him.
1833
Image Not Available for Poor Black Man!
Poor Black Man!
1822