text:  A vicar's wife had died and the disconsolate widower had caused a square marble tablet with the inscription of his wife's virtues to be actually inserted in the Very centre of our family monument: and yet you by sitting for your portrait hope to be handed down unmutilated to generations to come --yes they will come and you will be a mark for the boys to shoot peas at--that is if you remain at all in the family--you may be transferred to the wench's garret or the public-house and have a pipe popped through the canvass into your mouth to make you look ridiculous