Children imbibing brandy.
Robert Seymour, presumed McLeans Monthly Sheet of Caricatures, London (1831), via National Library of Medicine

Children imbibing brandy.
Robert Seymour, presumed McLeans Monthly Sheet of Caricatures, London (1831), via National Library of Medicine

“Camphor.” “Soap, Sir.” “I feel very poorly.”
Robert Seymour, presumed McLeans Monthly Sheet of Caricatures, London (1831), via National Library of Medicine

“The scent lies strong here, do you see anything?”
Robert Seymour, presumed McLeans Monthly Sheet of Caricatures, London (1832), via National Library of Medicine

Public health poster featuring water jar with cholera vibrios.
(Krasnoyarsk, circa 1910, via Russian State Library)

Uncle Sam: “Well, we seem to be getting along a little better than the rest of the world, and if we can’t be thankful for all that we have, we may at least be thankful that there are some things which we haven’t.”
(Puck, New York, 1883, via Library of Congress)

See the detail in the upper right corner:

What will I get for Christmas? A bullet, a noose, or the cholera?
(De ware Jacob, 1909)

“Be careful not to puke from that stinkadorus, because then they’ll put you in the barracks for the cholera!”
(De ware Jacob, 1909)

The major of ‘s Gravenhage has forbidden a large demonstration for Universal Suffrage and Voting Rights on the grounds that the Medical Inspector did not consider it desirable, at this time when cholera threatens us, to gather a great multitude of persons from all parts of the country!
(Abraham Prikkie’s op- en aanmerkingen, Rotterdam, 1892)

BRAM: “Halt, Royal Quartermaster! The law applies to all of us!”
ROYAL QUARTERMASTER: “The laws fall silent before weapons and trumpets!”
Cholera: “I’m just going to go; there is so little for me to contribute here in the Netherlands!”
Auntie Lien: “Are you leaving already?”
Cholera: “Would you still like me to stay?”
Auntie Lien: “I don’t know… since you’ve been here the authorities have been doing so much for the people. You are actually the only one they can be bothered with. You interfere so emphatically… and then we get good drinking water; you only have to stick your nose over the border and then garbage piles are cleared away, hovels are condemned, you are…!”
Cholera: “Oh, Miss Prickie! You flatter me too much!”
(Abraham Prikkie’s op- en aanmerkingen, Rotterdam, 1892)

Cholera to Mars: “If I don’t lend a hand, it’ll just be patchwork.”
(De telegraaf, Amsterdam, 1912)

Cholera triumphator
(Het katholieke volk, Hilversum, 1912)

Cholera as angel of peace
(De Notenkraker, Amsterdam, 1912, via Historisch Archief)

This image accompanies some verses on recent travails in this Italian port city, and I take it to depict (inaccurately) the cholera vibrio that had wracked the country in recent years.
(Pss… pss…, Bari, 1911)

If France has been plagued by cholera for more than a month in some of its provinces, Italy has been totally so since the coming to power of this terrible Ministry.
(Lo Spirito folletto, 1884)

Pardon! Pardon! Even if I was sure I had cholera, no Frenchman could be contained by quarantine.
(Il Fischietto, Turin, 1854) (shaky on the idiom)
