Mr. Caudle dines at Home. "Cold Mutton!" for the 1866 edition of Douglas Jerrold's hugely popular Mrs. Caudle's Curtain Lectures —; Charles Keene. Wood-engraving for "The Seventh Lecture" — "Mr. Caudle has ventured a remonstrance on his day's dinner: cold mutton, and no pudding. Mrs. Caudle defends the cold shoulder." 8.9 cm high x 9.6 cm wide, vignetted, page 31. Although the children seem happy enough with cold (that is, left-over) mutton, Mr. Caudle has dared to assert that, since she hasn't taken the trouble to "hash" the joint, he would rather take his dinner at a nearby tavern. At least he would have a hot meal and pudding, which Mrs. Caudle asserts they cannot possibly afford to have with every meal. [Click on the image to enlarge it.]

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"You're to go about the house looking like thunder all the day, and I'm not to say a word. Where do you think pudding's to come from every day? You show a nice example to your children, you do; complaining, and turning your nose up at a sweet piece of cold mutton, because there’s no pudding! You go a nice way to make 'em extravagant — teach 'em nice lessons to begin the world with. Do you know what puddings cost; or do you think they fly in at the window?

"You hate cold mutton. The more shame for you, Mr. Caudle. I'm sure you've the stomach of a lord, you have. No, sir: I didn’t choose to hash the mutton. It's very easy for you to say hash it; but I know what a joint loses in hashing: it's a day's dinner the less, if it’s a bit. Yes, I daresay; other people may have puddings with cold mutton. No doubt of it; and other people become bankrupts. But if ever you get into the Gazette, it sha'n't be my fault —; no; I'll do my duty as a wife to you, Mr. Caudle: you shall never have it to say that it was my housekeeping that brought you to beggary. No; you may sulk at the cold meat —; ha! I hope you’ll never live to want such a piece of cold mutton as we had to-day! and you may threaten to go to a tavern to dine; but, with our present means, not a crumb of pudding do you get from me. You shall have nothing but the cold joint —; nothing as I'm a Christian sinner. ["Seventh Lecture." —; "Mr. Caudle has ventured a remonstrance on his day's dinner: cold mutton, and no pudding. Mrs. Caudle defends the cold shoulder," p. 30]


Keene complements Jerrold's misogynistic portrait of Mrs. Caudle by showing a relatively tranquil dinner scene. The acrimony, as usual, erupts at bedtime, as Mrs. Caudle recalls her husband's response to cold mutton for dinner: he pushes the plate away as he points, presumably emphasizing his point about the pudding as he threatens to eat at a nearby public-house. The threat comes back to haunt him.

Keene's small table and limited dinner-service are manifestly cheats as he has to squeeze in the entire family, with the focus of the pater familias mildly complaining about a cold roast for dinner. Only the letterpress conveys the seriousness of Mr. Caudle's complaint; indeed, the picture without the text is somewhat misleading in its suggestion of domestic amity.


Jerrold, Douglas. Mrs. Caudle's Curtain Lectures, as Suffered by the late Job Caudle.​Edited from the Original MSS. by Douglas Jerrold. With a frontispiece by Leech, and as motto on the title-page, "Then, Pistol, lay thy head in Fury's lap. —; Shakespeare."​ London: Punch​ Office; Bradbury​and Evans,​ 1846.

Jerrold, Douglas. Mrs. Caudle's Curtain Lectures . Illustrated by John Leach and Richard Doyle. London: Bradbury and Evans, 1856.

Jerrold, Douglas. Mrs. Caudle's Curtain Lectures. Illustrated by Charles Keene. London: Bradbury and Evans, 1866.

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