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Hi! Hi! he licked the butter off my bread!
Image Not Available for Hi! Hi! he licked the butter off my bread!

Hi! Hi! he licked the butter off my bread!

PortfolioPlate 79 from the series "Actualités"
Date1867
MediumCrayon lithograph
DimensionsSheet: 290 × 278 mm. (11 7/16 × 10 15/16 in.)
Credit LineGift of Ann Hoff, Hyndman, Pennsylvania, in Memory of William L. Hoff
Object number1989.714
NOT ON VIEW
Last Updated1/11/24
Image Not Available for Yes, my dear... just imagine... this morning he forced me to sew on one of his buttons! How dare he reduce my female dignity in such a way! - That'd be the day, if a man forced me to work on his knickers!
Yes, my dear... just imagine... this morning he forced me to sew on one of his buttons! How dare he reduce my female dignity in such a way! - That'd be the day, if a man forced me to work on his knickers!
1849
Image Not Available for The other day, I pulled off another smart trick... I had set up a firm with a capital of ten million francs to exploit top boots in cardboard ... I had placed only eight shares worth a petty 1200 francs... I called together my eight shareholders and held forth in something like the following manner: "Ah! Good-day ye strolling gentlemen, how handsome you are, how fine you seem!" I promised them more cheese than bread, I gave them a 50% dividend, I warmed them up a bit and let them simmer... The following day they couldn't get hold of my shares fast enough, I placed all of them and at the next meeting I said: "The last time I did the books I made a mistake. I forgot to take into account the price of the cardboard and its fabrication. You must return the dividend I gave you, I'm going to hold it back... I put down nothing and kept back the r
The other day, I pulled off another smart trick... I had set up a firm with a capital of ten million francs to exploit top boots in cardboard ... I had placed only eight shares worth a petty 1200 francs... I called together my eight shareholders and held forth in something like the following manner: "Ah! Good-day ye strolling gentlemen, how handsome you are, how fine you seem!" I promised them more cheese than bread, I gave them a 50% dividend, I warmed them up a bit and let them simmer... The following day they couldn't get hold of my shares fast enough, I placed all of them and at the next meeting I said: "The last time I did the books I made a mistake. I forgot to take into account the price of the cardboard and its fabrication. You must return the dividend I gave you, I'm going to hold it back... I put down nothing and kept back the r
1838
Image Not Available for The early morning caller. This person enters your home early in the morning and walks stealthily like a thief. If you wake up, he pretends having entered the wrong apartment, looking for a Mr. Pierre or a Mr. Paul. He is abashed with apologies and retreats after carrying off what has fallen into his hands. This man works around all the hotels, knowing that the travellers have the habit of leaving their key in the door.
The early morning caller. This person enters your home early in the morning and walks stealthily like a thief. If you wake up, he pretends having entered the wrong apartment, looking for a Mr. Pierre or a Mr. Paul. He is abashed with apologies and retreats after carrying off what has fallen into his hands. This man works around all the hotels, knowing that the travellers have the habit of leaving their key in the door.
1835
Image Not Available for Alexander and Diogenes. / The wise man puffing at his pipe, / his anger slowly getting ripe, / said, while sleeping in the comfort of his ton / be off, you ass, get out of my sun. / (Popular hit by Eugène Sue)
Alexander and Diogenes. / The wise man puffing at his pipe, / his anger slowly getting ripe, / said, while sleeping in the comfort of his ton / be off, you ass, get out of my sun. / (Popular hit by Eugène Sue)
1842
Image Not Available for My dear friend, we have learned yesterday at the theatre that a gentleman has inadvertedly stepped on your foot.... We have come to get his address and we are eager to announce that the affair is arranged.... He is waiting for you this morning in the Bois de Boulogne. You will raise pistols at a distance of 15 paces.
My dear friend, we have learned yesterday at the theatre that a gentleman has inadvertedly stepped on your foot.... We have come to get his address and we are eager to announce that the affair is arranged.... He is waiting for you this morning in the Bois de Boulogne. You will raise pistols at a distance of 15 paces.
1845
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 The Absent-Minded. This artist, after having been to the Salon, is seized by a sublime inspiration and approaches his canvas. All of a sudden, tones of music, the most piquant effect the most delicate touch promising a masterpiece. 2, 3, 4 hours gone by and something as appealing as a Titian, Michelangelo is left to posterity..... Afterwards, once his excitement has subsided, he realizes..... he had forgotten to use the brush.
The Absent-Minded. This artist, after having been to the Salon, is seized by a sublime inspiration and approaches his canvas. All of a sudden, tones of music, the most piquant effect the most delicate touch promising a masterpiece. 2, 3, 4 hours gone by and something as appealing as a Titian, Michelangelo is left to posterity..... Afterwards, once his excitement has subsided, he realizes..... he had forgotten to use the brush.
1841
Image Not Available for Good bye my dear, I am off to see my publisher. I probably won't be back until quite late. Make sure to give Dodore his pap twice ... and for the rest.... you'll find it under the bed.
Good bye my dear, I am off to see my publisher. I probably won't be back until quite late. Make sure to give Dodore his pap twice ... and for the rest.... you'll find it under the bed.
1844
Image Not Available for The Ladies' Bath. Yes, my dear, it is just the way I have the honour of telling you. I was pregnant with him for eleven months and people thought I was dropsical. Would you believe that this is already six years ago? He takes after his father, drum-major of the 6th legion. Sings the Marseillaise (national anthem) by heart and has a drink in the morning like a real fire-fighter. Oh, my little darling, come here and give your mother a kiss!
The Ladies' Bath. Yes, my dear, it is just the way I have the honour of telling you. I was pregnant with him for eleven months and people thought I was dropsical. Would you believe that this is already six years ago? He takes after his father, drum-major of the 6th legion. Sings the Marseillaise (national anthem) by heart and has a drink in the morning like a real fire-fighter. Oh, my little darling, come here and give your mother a kiss!
1841
Image Not Available for Don't just leave your friend in his state! - This, my friend? He is my doorkeeper!!
Don't just leave your friend in his state! - This, my friend? He is my doorkeeper!!
1841
Image Not Available for Delighted to find himself on show, the original takes his wife to the exhibition, and places her before his image to enjoy the opinion of the crowd. - Look, some say, it's the Chinese commissioner Lin! - No, others say, don't you see, it's natural history! - It's... resumes one gentleman in possession of the catalogue, it's the portrait of Mr. D..... insurance broker: - Oh well, with a bonce like that he doesn't need to insure himself, he'll not easily be snatched up. (Madame, his wife, leaves exceedingly flattered)
Delighted to find himself on show, the original takes his wife to the exhibition, and places her before his image to enjoy the opinion of the crowd. - Look, some say, it's the Chinese commissioner Lin! - No, others say, don't you see, it's natural history! - It's... resumes one gentleman in possession of the catalogue, it's the portrait of Mr. D..... insurance broker: - Oh well, with a bonce like that he doesn't need to insure himself, he'll not easily be snatched up. (Madame, his wife, leaves exceedingly flattered)
1842
Image Not Available for This man, leaving the bar where he lost his last twenty francs, thinks of Rothschild; of the nets of St-Cloud; of selling his mattress; of anything… except…. of not gambling any more.
This man, leaving the bar where he lost his last twenty francs, thinks of Rothschild; of the nets of St-Cloud; of selling his mattress; of anything… except…. of not gambling any more.
1841