*The Great Lozenge-Maker*

Death has taken a day job. In a tidy confectioner's shop a skeleton stands at the mortar in apron and cap, grinding out sweets; the shelves behind hold jars marked "Bon-bons for Juvenile Parties," the cask at his elbow reads "Arsenic," and a crate of "Plaster of Paris" waits to bulk out the batch. The title calls him the great lozenge-maker and offers a hint to fathers. Leech drew it for *Punch* after real cases of candy poisoned by adulterants alarmed the public. Cut in wood for the weekly, the image argues by pure visual shorthand, a labelled skeleton and a few labelled containers, no speech required. This is the editorial cartoon in its mature form: a single legible picture built to land a public-health scandal on a reader in one glance.