An Outside Jaunting Car in a Storm

Artist(s) : Daniel Maclise (Draughtsman), Daniel Maclise (Engraver)

Outdoor scene in driving rain, featuring two men on a jaunting car, followed by four barefoot supplicant children. The driver, holding a whip, faces sideways, ignoring the horse. The passenger, huddled under an umbrella, faces the opposite way, propped against baggage and hatbox. The scenery is composed of a muddy road and bleak hills, with a signpost and the corner of a cottage just visible in the background.

Inscribed in Image

  • Signature – Drawn and etched by D. Maclise, A.R.A.
  • Caption outside of boundaries of image – An Outside Jaunting Car in a Storm.
  • Text within boundaries of image – Clishmaclaver

Image Details

Genre Genre painting
Technique Etchings
Subject(s) Manners and customs, Rural life, Transportation
Geographical Location
  • Enniskillen - Town or city - The narrative situates this scene on the Enniskillen to Westport road, a little way from Enniskillen.
  • Fermanagh - County
  • Ulster - Province
Keywords(s) Carriages & coaches, Children, Cottages, Harnesses, Hats, Headgear, Hills, Horses, Men, Mountains, Passengers, Peasants, People, Ships, Wetlands
Colour Monochrome
Published / created 1806 - 1870

Bibliographical Details

Travel Account A Tour round Ireland [Barrow]
Contributor(s)
Print or manuscript Print
Location of image in copy frontispiece
Source copy National Library of Ireland Ir 9141 b 3
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Rights James Hardiman Library

Related text from travel account

I had often anticipated, but I had now the full experience of, the misery of an Irish car in a storm; and I can, without hesitation, pronounce it to be the most wretched of all possible modes of conveyance; I certainly never was before so exposed to such drenching rain: McIntosh's cloak, and the water-proof boots, which I purchased last year at Tronyem, totally gave way to the merciless storm with which I was so piteously pelted. I thought of my naval friends on the Lake of Enniskillen, upon which I had heard them say the rain comes from the Atlantic through the Bay of Donegal as through a funnel. The wind was so violent, that we were [p. 150] several times obliged to take shelter under the lee of the cottages by the road-side, and once under [p. 151] that of a peat-stack, standing upon an extensive bog, out of which it had been dug, and across which the road was carried; and I remarked, in passing over it, that the ground had an undulating motion by no means unpleasant. On entering any of the cottages to take shelter, at times when the wind and rain was so bad as to render it difficult to get the poor animal onwards, the general remark was, 'Dear, dear, what a day to be out in!' [p. 149-51]
An Outside Jaunting Car in a Storm