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- Object: The ripe melon!!- and musty pumpkin!! Dedicated to the New Maid Dutchess!
Two designs side by side:  Harriot Mellon, a mature and moustached beauty, sits on an ornate sofa holding large bags of Gold on her lap. She puts a hand on the shoulder of Mr. Coutts who kneels on the sofa, kissing her with senile passion, his skinny arms round her neck. He says: take all my bags of Gold, my love! but let me enjoy the Melon ripe and plump! She answers: My dear old Man, you may do what you please with it, I'll play with your Old bags, and rummage thy musty parchments over. She wears semi-transparent evening dress, with feathers in her hair and gloves. Books and papers lie beside her on the floor: Raymond & Agness or the Bleeding Nun; Life of Harriott; Plays. Sovereigns pour from a slit in a large moneybag inscribed 12,000. On the wall are three pictures:  The Goat and Melon. An aged goat contemplates a big melon.  Danae [cf. BM Satires 15085]: a courtesan receiving the golden shower.  A terminal figure, as in BM Satires 15457, poised on a hoof in a garden; from the satyr's mouth issue the words T'is Love . . . [thrice].
 Harriot, now fat, elderly, and plainly dressed like a child's nurse, sits on a low chair, holding the Duke of St. Albans, a young but large boy, on her knee. The slight moustache of the 'Melon' has become heavier. She holds up a bag of Gold, saying, with a coaxing smile, Here's a Gold Plumb for you my dear Boy, only put that Coronet on my head, my darling! beauty! He wears a coronet and a pinafore or smock over trousers. With an eager smile he reaches for the bag, while in his right hand is a (gold) cock standing on a pair of breeches. He says: Oh! Crimine, Crykey! you shall have my Ginger-bread Crown, for that nice Gold Sugar Plumb, and my Cock-a-Biddy into the bargain, Oh my!! Beside her chair, with a bottle of Gin and a glass, is a letter: My Dear Frisby [see BM Satires 15457]— The boy wants a new Toy to play with and want shaving immedately [sic] don't forget Captn P——l shave at . . . On the left, from behind a semicircle of big money-bags, the head and shoulders of the ghost of Coutts appear; it holds up skeleton-hands, saying, Fee, Fau, Fum! | Oh! this is pretty fun | As sure as a Gun, | Who could have thought it | That a Boy would have got it! In the foreground lies a paper:
Ride a Cock-Horse to Waltham Cross
To see an Old Woman upon a young Ass
Gold at her fingers, Gold at her Toes,
She can have Money where ever she goes.
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Height: 248 millimetres
Width: 354 millimetres
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- (Description and comment from M. Dorothy George, 'Catalogue of Political and Personal Satires in the British Museum', X, 1952)
See No. 15453. A 'plum' = £100,000. In Westmacott's Gazette of Fashion (cf. No. 15456) had appeared the first two numbers of Mitford's Secret Memoirs of Harriott Pumpkin . . . Ripe Fruit and the Money-bags . . ., C. E. Pearce, op. cit., pp. 254 f.; Lowe, Bibliographical Account of English Theatrical Literature, p. 237.
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