The Press. — London, England, 1853-10-01 00:00:00

OCTOBER 1, 1853. THE PRESS. SKETCHES OF RADICALS ••=. THE RADICAL PLATFORM CONTINUED. THE Pyscho-Gymnasium (Cow-lane), Ponderer- s, &e., are occasionally honoured by the presence of some of the real lights of Radicalism. Not only he "whom I am proud to call my friend "—I mean Mr. Hampden Blugg—(" Hear, hear," from the whole audience follows this common compliment to the admired H. B.)--but Clontarf aßlather, Mr. Lecturer Spittles, Professor Peaceonerth sometimes condescend to witness the exercises of the speakers there. These gentlemen are all co-operators in the Movement iu one way or another. Clontarf having cut a great figure in the north some years ago, disappeared into a provincial gaol in consequence, and associated there with Blubber, the author of the " Vindicatory of Homicides " (in twenty-two cantos) ; who, I observe, is still lecturing on everything, from the Eleusinian Mysteries to the Potato Disease. The Professor (Peacconerth) is somewhat different from the O'B. and Spittles, who are both warlike and denunciatory ; the Professor is a tranquil and paternal Radical. That disposition prompted him to start, many years ago, the Moral-Uairerse•Regenerator (twopence a number ; but only five shil lings a hundred, if you took a hundred—which you didn't). The project here was to establish fratenntl societies (OMNIFRATER•ERIUMS they were called), the members of which lived on a plot of land. in a huge lodging-house. had a garden in common, and each did a bit of work to maintain the whole. On Sundays a discourse was delivered on the Dignity of Labour; after which, in the afternoon, the brothers danced together in yellow breeches. A great point was !mule of the yellow breeches—for yellow was considered a s ymb o li c co l our . All this was very beautiful, and the Professor (whose hair in those days was parted in the middle and fell down in ringlets behind) was very happy— but the head OMNIFRATER-ERIUM blew up one fine "ling; the Regent rator died next day ; and away went the brothers and yellow breeches. The truth was, that residence there was an unmitigated bore. When you had called Hobb your " brother," you did not make him cease to be a nuisance. You yawned about the grounds, atter doing your bit of work, tormented by ennui ; and when Brother Hol► . got too tiietelly with—but don't let us rake up old stories. Here is the Professor smoking his pipe and listening to Spittle's' speech. He has bang given up any practical effort to regenerate the universe. and has sub sided into a powered private man .anti au excellent tradesman. Clontarf OIL, as you tied out, is of opinion that the "people are not true to their leaders," anti Spittles thinks that they have believed lhr too much in OR How is it that all these fellows are at daggers drawn? Three years ago I heard, at a public meeting, a Radical leader denounced as a traitor by a Radical tailor's apprentice, whom he had seduced from the shop himself. All this discussing and debating brushes up our friends, and. accordingly. the Olt., Spittle's. &c., are all very tolerable speakers. The English are a speaking people : or how is it that every agitation produces its chairman and its resolutions ? If the eel pie-men strike, and an eel-pie-man takes the chair, you will be surprised to flied bow well be holds forth. Much more, them do these practised hinderers, &c., do so. 1 often wonder what becomes of the clever Men of rzonne classes. For instance, there was in the last century a baker who used to beat Enme - No Bum; Eat a debating chili. We know what became of Enm um) Mast:, but I beg to ask what became of the baker? Ilowever, if you ask Die my 4spinfint ab4att these people, generally, answer that 1 should expect little from them in any ease. For the most part, when you open un iuglnrirnts Milton," you don't find a pearl in it ; it is all every-day oyster—and sometime:, of the flabbiest ! There wasyour,l4ds it-street onvent ion, for instance! They brought together their picked men—their Parliennenition: and great exeitement there was at the " Psycho-Gyinnasinnt " when a delegate came down and harangued them. But, bless pin! where were their llolsespierres and Atlantis? Was there a nom if them " utaappreeintell," (or fretting under persecution, an destitute of his " Outlive Which of them has written half at 41oxen of gOllll Sell Se. ill pointed language, which the world has neglected" Not a num. We know them all. and a short tether tiny hake. Ite to ('a'ft /1' wheal I easufess st weak floss !) we give the paint 1 . 4 a• pathlie spirit and perstwerance, yet CerrEy will not pretend that he has more brains or more knowledge than his fellows ! Nut one of them would hold his own fir it month On a morning newspaper or a good review ; and to hove s e t p tm a t them would have been like setting the dog Billy at his hundred rats' No, no ! Waving all questions about " abuses," I maintain thstt you van improve no Liovernment exeept by bringing better men into it. .‘nd I ask the Mechanics Institutes. the Psycho-I;ymnasiunt, and the ra.st them, where are their men? Where :WV your unappreciated heroes" Most " inglorious Minot's.: you may depend. don't remain inglorious. or, at all events, " mute,' in suet' positions ! Not they ; they are brought up by the rail, and sold at sixpenve at dozen,—forthwith! FINIS CORONIT OPUS. Of Gla..gow and of Perth made free Have PALMERSTON 1111(1 RESPELL heal Then Scotland ! hither turn an And let the work completed be— Make u 4 all free of Aberdeen ! A MANCHESTER MONODY. COBDEN and Corn, COBDEN and eon'. The Manchester School are looking forlorn ; It is really surprising How• wheat is rising. The fanners are eased. And begin to look pleased; The Bank is mounting The rate of discounting, And !Undo are falling Past all recalling. Carpenters, linnet's, A►tisans, tailors, Butchers and bakers, And candlestiekmakers, AU sexes and ages, Are %triking for wages. Such a terrible crisis never was seen. And all of it's owing to old Assan►EN. Says Russia to Turkey, I'm coming to burke ye. If you don't sign the note I obligingly wrote. I'm the orthodox Czar, And am ready for war; And my motto, you know, •' a word and a blow." And the time is more fitting than ever WAS seen, Entirely owing to old ABERDEEN. ronecx and Ilatctrr Are quaking with fright, For the fleets that lay In Ilesika Bay Are imehored now For a regular row. As the telegraph tells, In the Dardanelles. And 'tis very plain II say it with pain), There'll he nothing to eat Without !Russian wheat. )11, what shall we do, for 'twill look very queer If the 'patient loaf becomes as dear I 'niter Free Trade OS under Protection ? What shall we say at the next election ? The people will hoot us, and pelt us, and jeer us ; They never will listen, and never will hear us ; (nu. game is up, our trade is done ; We've nothing to do lint to rut and run. Such a quandary ne‘er was seen, And it's all of it owing to old ADEIWEES. 517 Tim NI %volt 0i Conti. Mr. Nlaguire. NI.P., at the eerenuoitial of 'Tuesday last, sent it silver arrow into the sea, with as much skill as possible." The archery feat is not surprising, considering the Brigeale's continual practice with the long hew'. "011 DEAR! WHAT CAN THE MATTER BE?" " Ili dear. oh dear! what can the matter be?" 1114 is I n come of our mond-force battery, 11'hcrc'• our peace-orator fishing fin• flattery? Is he sleeping, or taking the air? He promised us once, in rhetorical To •• entmple the Czar as heel crumple up paper." And now, lent w•e treat his big 111111111• C AN c al►oUw, Is he curving to muzzle the Bear? We're waiting in breathless attention for tidings 4 ►t' the punishment promised the tyrant's backslidings, Hut silent as death sire the East and West Ridings, Not one single word do we hear. Perhaps he's constructing some novel invention, To work out his plans for the Czar's circumvention, And settle sans fiscox this warlike contention, But why dues he tarry ?.-Oh ►lenr!