By James Gillray.
Verses below caption title: When loud the Watchman cry'd the Hour And call'd 'till he was hoarse - "Past Twelve o'Clock! Then down the Lord of the Castle came His Aad-de-Camp to meet - And when his Aid de-Camp he espied All shivering in the Street - Thou'rt welcome here, dear Aid-de Camp The generous Noble said Altho' it is past 12 o'Clock And Servants all in bed Thou'rt welcome here, dear Aid de Camp Put down your Hat & Cane; Walk in & Sup, we'll make it up, But, don't do so Again! - Parody upon ye Red Cross Knight.
Print shows Lord Moira, a candle in each hand, in the doorway of his house which is surmounted by an earl's coronet. He wears a dressing-gown in place of a coat He has opened the door to a young officer (Moira's young aide-de-camp Tom Sheridan), who steps forward unsteadily raising his cocked hat, while a watchman in Highland dress trudges off to the left.