The Sun. — London, England, 1837-08-01 00:00:00

THE MIDDLESEX TORY MOB- A ROUGH SKETCH ON THE SPOT. " I rest my hopes on the free suffrages of the enlightened electors, which I value much more than the cheers of such hire lings as the herd before me. I should be ashamed of myself if I cleared the railroads to hire fellows to come and disturb the public peace."— Pick Hume's Speech on the Hustings yesterday. You've heard of Falstaff's regiment which frightened all the crows— Though famous in its line, no doubt, as everybody knows, 'Twas nothing to the:Tory mob that, like some fierce Simoom, Rushed hot to Brentford yesterday to roar down Joey Hume. These scamps they came from highway, they came from hedge and ditch, Each phiz as grim as Sin's, and each paw as black as pitch ; They left the railroads desolate, they abandoned sewer and sink, Smelling all so wondrous fragrant, you might track them by their stink. Field-lane turned out her cracksmen, and Holborn, Saffron. hills, Sent forth a drove more mischievous than Morison's quack pills; Jews rushed from Houndsditch, Woxton, and all th' adjacent flats, And from Dyot-street, St. Giles's, a pugnacious squad of Pats. Some two or three had breeches, and a dozen, perhaps, a shirt, And their leaders sported coats, minus collar, sleeve, and skirt-- So picturesquely ragged looked each scamp as on he reeled, You'd have sworn he'd stole his wardrobe from the scare-crow in the field. On marched the gay procession, in spite of wind and weather, Under Tory banners made of yellow dish-clouts tacked together; The tradesmen shut their shops ('twas high time, 'twixt you and I) And the people held their noses as the od'rous mob swept by. Arrived at Brentford hustings, they storm—they shout—they cheer-- Quaff myriad goes of gin, and as many pots of beer, And then like Yankee Radicals, described by Colonel Crockett, To diversify their leisure, they pick a neighbour's pocket. And these were Tory hirelings * 4 N.B. The author of this veritable canticle would have con. tinued it at greater length ; but just as he was in the midst of a pathetic stanza, his olfactories were so outraged by the va rious odours exhaling from the Tory mob, that he swooned on the spot, and on his recovery found himself cleaned out. THE APOSTATE IN WILTSHIRE. Copy of a Letter (found in Devizes supposed to be) addressed by his Satanic Majesty to his faithful friends the supporters of Sir F. B—d—t in North Wilts. Most worthy men of Wiltshire, I give ye honour due 1 I'm glad to see my chosen friend is patronized by you ; Though I the Arch-Apostate am, and very well 'tis known, Pew Monarchs can endure to find a rival near the throne 1 Yet still, with so much joy, do I the traitor's triumph see, The shouts with which ye welcome Him are music unto me. Hurrah 1 Hurrah ! go bravely on ! my imps are busy now In weaving a resplendent wreath fit for " Old Glory's" brow ; And others laugh right merrily, while forging burning chains, As marks of honour! Wiltshire men ! to pay ye for your pains. Consistent Wiltshire men I hail with joy the day's appproach When anew name shall take away the " moon-raker's "reproach. Good honest people once ye were, with no great share of bead, But ye had honour, courage, high, and manliness instead ; Now 1 thanks to the wide influence of traitors and of knaves, Ye shall lie my pet-colony of Dastards and of Slaves. Hurrah 1 Hurrah 1 dear Wiltshire men I our friendship nought shall sever 1; Hurrah for Satan and B—d—t 1 APOSTACY FOR EVER. THE LORD DUDLEY STUART, AND THE POLISH REFUGEES IN ENGLAND. To the Lord Dudley Stuart, Vice-President of the Literary Association of the Friends of Poland, from the Poles residing in London. My Lord,—We beg leave to lay respectfully before your Lordship the expression of our disappointment and our grief, which is unspeak:kble, upon finding in the papers of yesterday the announcement of the loss of your election at Arundel, for the success of which we have been looking up with confidence, though not without much anxiety. Now what unfortunately has taken place we cannot but consider as a calamity both to the cause of Poland, of which you were so warm an advocate, and to that of the P o li s h Emigrants, to whom, in their dif ficult\v situation, yo u were so a steady friend and comforter. e cannot doubt that this turn of circumstances might have proved painful to you, as it i s to us b , but we are still in hopes that you will not be discouraged by and will endeavour anew to pr esent yourself as candidate for l' some other place, in order to make the sympathy of the English public for the fate of Poland re-ec h o in Parliament, and there to watch, as you hitherto did, over her dearest interest. We were accustomed to look upon the electors of Arundel, through your Lordship, their representative, as our partial friends for several sessions; and when advocating as you did the interests of Poland, which we firmly believe are closely connected with those of England, 'We are confident that you may still meet with a constituency an tittiency in Great Britain which would feel anxious, upon this inter 'national ground, to return you to Parliament. No one can make a better estimate than yourself, of the importance and the advantage which would arise to the Polish cause from your presence in the House of Commons ; but if we take the liberty of addressing you, so as almost to press the subject upon your attention, it is because of our great and just anxiety on this oceasion, your name and your success, as we feel, being indissolubly identified in England, and through out Europe, with the cause of Poland, and with its ultimate triumph. We have the honour to subscribe ourselves, with the greatest admirartion of your generous zeal and exertion on behalf of our cause, and with a sense of deep gratitude and highest respect, My Lord, your most faithful obedient servants, ( Here follow 148 signatures.) London, July 27, 1837. SPORTING INTELLIGENCE. TATTERSALL' B—YESTERDAY. GOODWOOD STAKES, P.P. (TO-MOREW.) 3 to 1 agst Lord Chesterfield's Hornsea—taken and afterwards offered 9 to 2 agst Mr. S. Fox's The Carpenter—take 5 to 1 9 to 1 agst Lord Tavistock's Jack in the Green—offered 10 to 1 agst Mr. Etwall's Alumnus—taken 11 to 1 agst Lord Suffield's Alfred—taken 1 2 to 1 agst Mr. M. Stanley's Willesden—offered 1 4 to 1 agst Lord Lichfield's The Drummer—offered 24 ) to 1 was offered against each of Mr. Forth's, and 12 to I laid a gainst the two. Very little done. " ( IDWOOD DRAWING-ROOM STAKES, P.P. (TO-MORROW.) 6 to 4 agst Mr. Wreford's Wisdom—taken freely a to 1 agst Lord Exeter's Velure—taken GOODWOOD cur, T.P. FRIDAY.)( 6 ‘ o 2 agst Lord Sueld's Cravan—take 3 to 7 to 2 agst Lord Chesterfield's Carew—offered 1 . 8 to 1 agst Lord Berners's Phosphorus—take 10 to 1 ," to 1 agst Mr. Robertson's The Unknown—taken 10 to 1 agst Lord Chesterfield's Scroggins—taken and after wards 'offered F ifty even b e tt e d b e t ween S erogg i ns an d C o l one l P ee l' s Fl ame , °Ad 12 to 1 afterwards against the latter. In the early part of the afternoon 5 to 4 was betted on the two favourites against the field. C.arevo's friends then dropped off, and the field had the colt. The (luiposition to back Scroggine was confined to one party. THE ST. LEGER. 7 to 2 agst Lord Westminster's Cardinal Puff—offered 12 to 1 agst Mr. Greville's Mange—offered 2 ,000 to 90 agst Mr. Golden's Robin Hood colt—taken BRIGHTON RACES. The extraordinary conduct of the committee places the sub scribers and owners of horses engaged in a very awkward si tuation ; not only have they not fixed the time hitherto on the Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday following the races, but all applications have been treated with contempt. It is high time that something should be done. Yesterday afternoon a dreadful accident occurred in Piccadilly to Captain Sir William Symons, Surveyor Ge neral of the Navy. As he was proceeding along Piccadilly in his cabriolet, attended by his groom, his horse, a very high spirited animal, suddenly took fright, and threw Sir William and his servant into the road. Several persons who witnessed the accident hastened to the spot, and Sir William was imme diately conveyed to the Vine-street station-house, where he Was attended by three surgeons, when it was ascertained that his thigh was broken (it is believed in two places.) He vas afterwards removed, by his own desire, to his residence in Somerset House, on a stretcher, borne on the shoulders of four Ilr'lieemen of the C division, where he now remains in a very dangerous state. The servant, excepting a slight bruise on the lace, escaped unhurt. A child belonging to a respectable farmer in the b eighbourhood of Stotie4ven, while a tt en di ng some ca t t l e on field, thoughtlessly fastened a rope which was hanging to °ne of th e ca ttl e roun d h er m i ddle. The animal taking fright, "' r agged her in this state a coasidarable distance before she 01 . ed be reliev e d. Sh e rece i ve d so much injury, that she "IY survived fur about an hour. Yesterday morning between eight and nine o' c lo c k the follo w i ng acc i dent occurred to Michael Sullivan, 28 years Gage, a lab ourer , i n t h e emp l oy o f M essrs. Bl essenton and flwood, manufacturing chemists. It appears that the un ortunate young man was engaged oiling the cool of a steam i"ine at the period it was working, when the l ' sleeve of his lehet got entangled in the machinery, and before he could , er isen Me it his hand and arm were drawn in and torn and I_l.:shed frightfully before the engine could be stopped. On ~"Ing extricated he was removed to the hospital. From the Shoulder must be performed. Th e b, of Polosk was d e s o l a t e d on the 27th of qinnwenby a dreadf u l fi re. Three hundred houses were b urnt e _nweith the B as ili can convent, the school, and the pr i son. h building of the Cafe of Cadets was saved. The Em peror immedi the re li ef ately sent 10,000 rubles, in bank assignats, fo . of the s utLrers.—Hantburyh Papers, July 28, HER. MAJESTY The Queen has been graciously pleased to appoint Sir George Smart, conductor of her Majesty's Private English Concerts. . The Queen received a deputation from the corporation of the city of London, appointed to invite her Majesty to dine with the Lord Mayor and Corporation, yesterday, at the new Palace in St. James's Park. The deputation con sisted of the Lord Mayor, the Recorder, Sir James Duke, Sheriff; Mr. Sheriff Johnson, and the City Remembrancer. The Queen received the deputation in the saloon. Her Ma jesty was attended by Lord Glenelg (in the absence of Lord John Russell), one of her Majesty's Principal Secretaries of State ; and the First Lord of the Treasury ; and also by the Countess of Charlemont, the Lord Chamberlain ; Lord Gardner, Sir Henry Setox, and Colonel Cavendish, the Lord Groom, and Equerry in Waiting. Her Majesty was gra ciously pleased to appoint the 9th of November to dine with the Lord Mayor and Corporation. The City deputation having retired, a deputation of the Dutch and French Churches of the City of London, composed of th e Rev. Henry Ghele, Minister of the Dutch Protestant Church in London ; the Rev. Charles Bauss, Minister of the French Protestant Church ; and John Matthey, Esq., were intro duced, and presented a congratulatory address to her Majesty. The Queen returned a gracious answer to the address, and the Rev. Messrs. Gchle and Baus, and Mr. Matthey had the honour to kiss hands. Her Majesty and the Duchess of Kent took a carriage drive yesterday afternoon. Viscount Melbourne had an audience of the Queen yes terday. The Royal dinner party last evening included—Baron Bulow, the Prussian Minister; M. Galvao, the Bra zilian Minister ; Baron de Cetto, the Bavarian Mi nister ; Baron de Brockhausen, the Prussian Minis ter at the Court of Sweden ; the Duke of Grafton, the Marquis of Hastings, Marchioness of Lansdowne, Earl Howe, Countess of Charlemont, Lord Gardner; Ladies Laura Fitzroy, Dowager Rivers, and Gardner; Baroness Lehzen, Right Hon. Henry Labouchere, Hons. William and Mrs. Ashley. Miss Pitt and Miss Spring Rice, Sir Henry Seton, Colonels Cavendish and Richardson. FASHIONABLE INTELLIGENCE. ARRIVALS. The Earl and Countess of Lisburne, in Mount-street, from Leamington Spa, Warwickshire; Sir George Grey, Bart., in Eaton-place, from Devonport ; Count Rosenberg, from the Continent ; Prince Auresperg, at Mivart's Hotel, from a tour of the north of England; Major and Lieutenant Des Prieux, at ditto, from Manchester. DEPARTURES. The Countess of Cork, from Belgrave-square, for Bath ; Lord Seaham from Holderness House, for Durham ; the Hon. H. T. Liddell, from Percy Cross, for Ravensworth Castle, Northumberland ; the Earl and Countess of Ilehester, from Old Burlington-street, for Melbury House, Dorset; Lady Louisa Clive, and Hon. Misses Clive, from Berkeley-square ; Sir Henry Mannering, for Leamington Spa, Warwickshire; Lord and Lady Charles Russell, from Belgrave-square, for Woburn, Bedfordshire ; the Hon. Sydney Herbert, from Dover-street, for Wilton House, Salisbury ; the Marquis of Salisbury, from Arlington-street, for Hatfield House, Herts ; the Earl and Countess of Beauchamp, from Portman-square, for their seat, Madresfield Court, near Worcester ; Count and Countess Sebastiani, from Manchester House, for Paris; Lady Howick, from Whitehall-place, for Northumberland ; Lady Louisa Cadogan, from Cadogan place, for Gloucestershire ; Lord Shelbourn, from Berkeley-square, for Wiltshire; the Hon. William Vaughan, for Leamington Spa, Warwick shire ; the Countess of Jersey and Ladies Villiers, from Berkeley-square, for Middleton Park, their seat, in Oxford shire ; the Duke and Duchess of Beaufort, from Park-place, for Goodwood, on a visit to the Duke and Duchess of Rich mond ; the Earl and Countess of Wicklow and Ladies Howard, from Cavendish-square, for their seat, Shelton Abbey, Arklow, Ireland ; the Earl and Countess of Chesterfield, from Chesterfield House, for Sussex ; Lady Baring, for Bognor, Sussex ; Lady Ann Balfour, for the North ; Lord Ossulton, from Grosvenor-square, for Chillingham Castle, near Wuoler, Northumberland; Sir Edward and Lady Lees, for Scotland; Lady Ashworth, for Ryde ; Lord and Lady Corry, for Cowes, Isle of Wight ; Lady Colridge, for Malvern Wells ; Lady Clarke, for Ryde ; Sir F. and Lady Stapleton, for Tunbridge Wells ; the Hon. Colonel and Mrs. Anson, from Curzen street, for Goodwood, Sussex. CHANGES. The Duchess of Montrose, at Buchanan Castle, Perthshire, from Cheltenham; the Archbishop of York, at Bishopthorpe, from Marcham, Oxfordshire ; the Earl of Glengall, at Caher Castle, from Dublin ; Sir Thomas C. and Lady Sheppard, at Leamington Spa, from their scat in Buckinghamshire; the Dowager Countess of Harrington, at Malvern Wells, from Cheltenham ; the Marquis of Bute, at his seat, Luton House, Herts, from Campden House; Lord and Lady Hood, at Dover, from Tunbridge Wells; the Marqquis of Camden, at the Wilderness, from Bayham Abbey, on a visit to the Earl and Countess of Brecknock ; Lord George Lennox. at Goodwood, from Bognor; his Grace the Archbishop of Dublin, at Lea mington Spa, from his mansion, St. Stephen's-green, Dublin ; the Earl and Countess of Lisburne, at Leamington, from their seat, Crosswood- Park, Wales ; the Marquis of Ormonde, at Dublin, from Buller House, Kilkenny ; Earl Spencer, at Al thorp Hall, from Warwickshire; Lord Ashburton, at his seat, the Grange, in Hants, from the Isle of Wight; Lord and Lady Crofton, at their seat, Plasnewyd Castle, near Kingston, from Moats Park, Roscommon, Ireland ; Sir Charles and Lady Coote, at Ballyfin House, Queen's County, from Dub lin ; the Right Hon Villiers Stuart, at Waterford, from Clif ton Wells, near Bristol; Lady Keats, at Brighton, from Cheltenham; the Hon. Henry and Lady Harriet Correy, at Castlecoote, from Dublin ; the Marquis of Salisbury, from Newton, Lancashire, for his scat, Childwall Hall ; Lord and Lady Canning, from Paris, for Germany ; the Hon. Miss Grimston, at Berkhamstead Castle, from Gorhambury ; Lord G. Lennox, at Goodwood, from Chichester; Lord Dal meny, from Stirling, for Dalmeny Castle, N.B. ; Mr. Hutt and the Countess of Strathmore, at Gibside, Newcastle-upon- Tyne, from Hull ; the Countess Dowager of Clare and Lady Isabella Fitzgibbon, at Mount Shannon, Limerick, from Buxton ; Captain and the Hon. Mrs. Pechell, at Castle Go ring, from Brighton ; Lord and Lady Poltimore, at Harding ton-park, Somerset, from Northmolton ; the Earl and Coun tess of Tyrconnel, at Harrogate, from Kipling-park, York shire ; Lady Caroline Wood, at Littleton House, near Staines ; the Marquis and Marchioness of Ely, and the Ladies Loftus, at Ely Lodge, Fermanagh, from Cheltenham ; Lord and Lady de Saumarez, at Cheltenham, from Bath ; the Countess of Clare, from Geneva, for the German Spa ; Lady P. Turner, at Clifton Wells, from Cheltenham. The Earl and Countess Giey have arrived at Howick Castle, from Berkeley-square. Lord Howick has also arrived at the above seat, on a visit to his Noble Father. Lady Howick has left town to join the family circle. The Bishop of London had an interview with Viscount Melbourne yesterday, in Downing-street. Mr. Crane had an interview with Lord Clonelg yes terday, at the Colonial Office. Count Pozzo di Borgo, the Russian Ambassador, had an interview with Viscount Melbourne, in Downing-street, on Saturday. The Duke of Wellington left Apsley House yester nay for Walmer Castle for a few days. The Duke D'Osuna and Marquis of Los Llanos left Alivart's Hotel yesterday evening for Brighton, from whence they proceed on Wednesday to Goodwood. The ferment of politics having subsided, Malvern is beginning to fill very fast. Since the elections of Here ford, Worcester, Cheltenham, and Tewksbury terminated, our visitors have increased fourfold. There is a report this morn ing that her Royal Highness the Duchess of Kent has written to engage apartments at the Foley Arms, and that in the mean time Lord Somers, with his usual courtesy, has offered the Castle at Eastnor for her accommodation. The Prince Louis Napoleon Buonaparte left Fen ton's Hotel on Saturday afternoon for Richmond. He intends to take up his residence in that neigbourhood, in one of the beautiful villas on the Thames belonging to a Nobleman, until he obtains a passport to go and visit his dying mother (the ex- Queen of Holland), in Switzerland, for which purpose he has made an application to a foreign Power, through its Ambassa dor at the English Court. The Grand Duke and Duchess of Oldenburg, ac companied by a select party, went on Sunday to see the pen sioners at Greenwich Hospital dine. Their Highnesses were very much gratified with the sight. On their return to Mi vart's Hotel they had select circle at dinner. Prince Ernest of Hesse Philippsthal, Baron Bulow, and M. Dedel, were amongst the visitors of their Highnesses yesterday, at the above hotel. In the afternoon their Highnesses left town with the Chancellor, Baron Revenkhampff, and Baroness Scherrnhaust, Lady of Honour, for Gatton Park, Reigate, on a visit to Col. and Lady William Bentinck. Yesterday morning between ten and eleven o'clock a serious accident occurred in Hyde Park to Colonel Billing_ ton, a gentleman between 50 and 60 years of age. It appears that the gallant Colonel proceeded into Hyde Park, mounted on a fine spirited horse, for the purpose of witnessing the re view of the two battalions of Household infantry. Soon after he had entered the Park the troops commenced firing. The report so alarmed the horse that he suddenly reared up, and Colonel Billington unfortunatly pulled the horse over on him. On being raised from the ground some ribs were found to be fractured. H e was conveyed home in a gentleman's carriage, to procure surgical assistance. TORYISM IN TILE CILURCII.—" No surrender" has been the watchword of the Tories throughout Lancashire during the present contest. Everywhere have they displayed a willingness to resort even to the most unworthy means in order to gain a disgraceful victory. As a specimen of the animus which prevails among them in this district, it deserves to be mentioned that on Sunday the flags of Egerton and Wilbraham, the Tory candidates for South Lancashire, were hoisted on Deane church. W. Hulton, Esq., J. P., appeared at that place of worship on the day mentioned with a Tory coloured rosett e on hi s b reas t. Thi s is not the mode which any wise friend of the church would take if he wished to make it beloved and respected. Its worst enemies could hardly devise a better scheme fur throwing discredit on it.—Bolton Free Press. An accident, which proved fatal, befel John Black burn, sen., bobbin-turner, of Stainton Mill, at Manchester, a few days ago. It appears that he was descending the stairs of a manufactory, where he had been doing business, when, melancholy to relate, he fell, and received injuries, which ter minated his existence a short time afterwards, THE SUN, LONDON, TUESDAY, AUGUST 1, 1837. MAGAZINE DAY BLACKWOOD 7 S MAGAZINE. We regret to find that the author of the " Phy sician's Diary" has brought his series of Tales to a conclusion. They were capital Magazine reading— better than any we have had since the " Noctes" and the " Hints for the Holidays"—the finest things of the sort that ever appeared in print. Mr. Warren's present tale is entitled " The Destroyer." The sub ject is common-place enough—the - seduction of a beau tiful young woman by a handsome young cavalry officer during the absence of her husband in India ; but trite as is the theme, and intolerable as it would be in the hands of an inferior artist, it is worked up with a skill and a judicious selection of incidents that impart to it an air of freshness—almost of originality. No novelist of the day handles his materials so well as Mr. Warren ; no one makes so much of a common place ; he literally fashions a silk purse out of a sow's ear. We defy those who attempt his story of " The Destroyer" to lay the Magazine down till they have come to the conclusion ; and even then, long as it is, we suspect they will wish it had been longer. The " Literary Remains of Isaac Tomkins, Gent.," is a capital quiz on some pamphlets that lately appeared under that title. The author is a trump, whoever he may be—we mean as regards his wit, for we repudiate his politics. The ac count of poor Tomkins's death, as recorded by his friend Tims—who the other day passed a night with Kit North in a Highland cottage, and mistook him, first for a poacher, and afterwards for a bogle—is in the happiest and broadest style of humour. "London and Rome" is an amusing essay, but the writer under rates the population of the Imperial city. In the time of the Antoninus (vide Gibbon) it was far more popu lous than he imagines. The " Elections" is written with vigour, but in a most malevolent Tory spirit. The writer cares nothing for facts ; but clears all such stumbling-blocks with the same indifference with which Lord Chesterfield clears a five-barred gate at Melton Mowbray. " Prisons and Penitentiaries in France" is dull, but well-meant and useful. The " World we. live in" is the work of a lively unscrupulous writer, who is solicitous only to make points, and to make them teli. We would have subjoined an extract from the good-humoured quiz on Ikey Tomkins, Esq., bu space and time alike forbid. NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE. The great charm of the " Gurney Papers." is the consummate knowledge of actual life that they show in every page. Mr. Hook 'seems to be ever on the look out for character, making shrewd observation supply the face of fancy. This is the secret of his volumi nousness as a novelist; for had he relied, like Sir Walter Scott, on the various stores of his imagination, he would have been exhausted long since ; but so long as this busy, strange world of ours, supplies him with the materials of character, his pages will never be bar ren of novelty. His present chapters are the best he has yet given us. " Lunacy in France" contains one or two anecdotes of a deeply interesting nature, told in the language of unaffected feeling. " A Fragment" is the dream of an angler who falls asleep near the river's brink while trolling for trout—than which no- thing can be more natural, for of all amusements an gling is by far the most provocative of slumber. The dream is neatly told, with the exception of the wind up, which is abrupt and clumsy. In the " Confessions and Opinions of Ralph Restless," th• author, Captain IVlarryat, expresses a becoming sympathy for all editors of daily newspapers, observing of them that " they must have a most onerous task. It is not the writing of the leading article itself, but the obligation to write that article every day, whether inclined or not, in sick ness or in health, in affliction, distress of mind, winter and summer, year after year, tied down to one task, remaining in one spot. It is something like walking a thousand miles in a thousand hours I" There is little exaggeration here. Other crafts and professions have their sunny sides—their redeeming holidays—but the Journalist has none, for the Press is at work, day by day, throughout the year. The .‘ Poetry of Early Rising" is by Conley Webbe, and shows how much may be made of a hacknied theme by a man of ster ling talent. We subjoin the concluding portion of this Essay, for it is finely conceived, and as finely ex pressed : " Love the town, y e w h o are town-m i nded : love the country, 'the comely coun tr y,' as H err i c k fi ne l y calls, ye who are sylvan-minded, and l ove the rural joy,' an d t h e a pastor l melancholy'—for there i s a me l anc h o l y i n i ts beauty and i ts Oh, let the vi o l e t- e y e d M orn i ng see me her earliest worshipper I Let th e l ar k war bl e his gushing grati tude in my ear, and draw my eyes from the ground, and, with them, my soul and its thoughts upwards I Let the bee wind around me by the woodside ; and the robin see me stand to look at hire—' the bird which man loves best' —and feel un afraid of me ! Let the nightingale—singing in the mornin gs and evenings of June—know that a lover of bi s passionate song is listening, all ear,' to him ; and let the blackbird whistle in the hawthorn at my side, and pause when I approach him, but, confiding in my gentleness, resume his careless joy I Let the April rain fly over me, and fall upon me lik e t h e dew on the head of Hermon ; and the struggling sunbeams strike through the clouds, and pour their sudden flood of sunshine into my eyes, and, through them, light up and warm the dark ness and the coldness of my heart I Let me watch the smoothing wind whitening over the fields as it wings along; and let my eyes glitter as they behold the diamond sparkle of the moonlit waters. Let the dusty-smelling shower come cooling along the sultry-spreading common; and let the deli cious breaths of a thousand wild flowers fall freshly and frag rantly upon the pleasant air. Let the daisies—the children's and child-like Chaucer's daisies—the humble brethren-flowers of the ennobled daisy of Burns—let them glitter in my path like golden-faced stars with silvery rays; and let the king.. cups lift up their golden bowls, when the sun has not yet drained them of their dewy wine 1 Let the serpent-rollin g river play at my feet, lick them with cool tongue, and, harm lessly recoiling, glide silently away 1 Let me stand awed but fearless when the thunder-storm, that elemental war, rages around me ; and when cloud strikes at cloud, and the strong concussion shakes the heavens and the earth, and the light ning glances momently about me, but hurts me not, nor makes me feel afraid, let my silence praise Him who speaks in the thunder, and looks upon his world in the lightning I Let the darkness slowly shadow me with its wings, when lone wandering in the silence and serenity of evening, while yet the parting glory of the day is shining in my mind--not dark, though all is darkening round me; and let the bat wheel suddenly about me in the woodland paths and startle me not ; and the wood.owl hoot and thrill me with no superstitious terrors ! Let that preacher of peace to the heart, Nature, in her seeming rest and slumber-like tranquillity, speak to me, and find me an attentive listener ; and let the many voices not audible in the noisy hours of day speak through the silence of evening, and make their way into my soul. When the flag ging clouds are weary of their way, and rest like tired eagles on the hills, let my spirit rise, renewed with rest, and soar beyond them, up to heaven; and return laden with joy, and happy in its lowly home on earth ! Let the solemn shadows of night overshadow me, and spread no melancholy gloom and darkness on my mind, still meditating on the thankful lark's sweet evening-song, so lately heard ; and let me hear him still as plainly as if singing, though he is silent, and sleeping on the dewy ground. Let the silence of the fields—as beautiful as music—speak audibly to my heart, and find it listening, and full of understanding ; or, if any sound louder than the blind beetle's hum, the gnat's small minstrelsy,' or the quiet drop ping of the dew from leaf to leaf, breaks the deep stillness — the syncope and solemn pause'—let it be the warbling voice of Poesy, 'singing a quiet tune.' Let my failing eyes look clearly upon the beauty of the stars—' the poetry of heaven' — and visibly and reverently see the holy and the mighty Hand which hung them in the air in the first night and star-dimi nished darkness of the day of the creation of all things, and now upholds and guides them truly and steadily in their un erring course. Let my spiritual eyes pierce through the blanket of the dark,' and behold the unwasted and the undying glories of the worlds beyond ' this visible diurnal sphere.' And, finally, let my last thoughts before I sleep be full of thankfulness and silent praise ; and tired Nature's sweet re storer, balmy sleep,' alight upon my weary brain as silently as snow falls down on snow, and lap me in unconsciousness.' So let me live—so let me die ; and I shall not have lived in vain I" The " Phantom Ship flags a little this month, by reason of a dearth of incident, but will, we doubt not, hoist all sails, and set off on a fresh tack the next. A Note from the Gentleman who is Ashamed to be Seen" relates the sufferings of a dandy who shaved off his eye-brows in mistake for his mustachios. The conceit is ingeniously worked out. " Perditus Mut ton" is clever, as all Jerrold's tales are, and is in a better and kindlier spirit than usual, Th 9 « Cover sazione" contains some clever and discriminating no. tices of new publications. BENTLEY'S MISCELLANY. " Oliver Twist" bids fair to become a dangerous rival to the " Pickwick Papers." The chapters this month arc excellent, especially those Scenes wherein the knavish old Jew figures —a character strikingly con ceived, and executed in a most graphic and vigorous spirit. Boz here shows that he is something better than a mere humourist, and affect his readers with fear and pity, as well as with l aug h ter. " W hat t h oug h we were Rivals of Yore" is a lively poem from the pen of Haynes Bayly. We give it at full length What though we were rivals of yore, It seems you the victor have proved, Henceforth we are rivals no more, For I must forget I have loved. You tell me you wed her today, I thank you for telling the worst; Adieu then ! to horse, and away ! But, hold !—let us drink her health first I " Alas I I confess I was wrong To cope with so charming a knight; Excelling in dance, and in song, Well- dress'd, debonnaire, and polite! So, putting all envy aside, I take a new flask from the shelf; Another full glass to the bride, And now a full glass to yourself. " You'll drink a full bumper to me, So well I have borne my defeat ? To the nymphs who the bridemaids will be, And to each of the friends you will meet. You are weary ?—one glass to renew ; You are dozing ?—one glass to restore ; You are sleeping? —proud rival, adieu Excuse me for locking the door." There 's a fee in the hand of the priest There's a kiss on the cheek of the bride ! And the guest she expected the least Is He who now sits by her side I Oh, well may the loiterer fail, His love is the grape of the Rhine ; And the spirit most sure to prevail Was never the spirit of wine. " Love in the City" contains some rich specimens of humorous extravagance, modelled on Fielding's im mortal tragedy of Tom Thumb. The author is Mr. Maxwell, to whom we are already indebted for th• piquant " Stories of Waterloo." The tale entitled " Three Notches from the Devil's Tail" is a strange, rambling affair, and is very appropriately dated from St. Luke's. We have a dim, hazy notion that we understand it, but are not quite positive. Of one thing, however, we are certain—namely, that the writer can do better, for there are many effective touches in the closing portion of his story. " Mid night Mishaps" is a grotesque and clever description of the nocturnal adventures of a worthy citizen, who has just retired from trade, and is paying a first visit to his romantic villa near Hornsey. The incident of his seizure by the steel -trap of his own setting is irre sistible. " Patty Morgan, the Milk-maid's Story" is ingeniously and facetiously versified by Thomas In goldsby, the style of whose humor, being unlaboured, is always successful. " Nights at Sea" is good, but the public is growing weary—and no wonder—of these constantly recurring sea-novels. The illustra tions of the Miscellany are two in number : both are excellent, and both by Cruickshank. FI?ASEI2' S MAGAZINE. The new features i❑ the Spanish contest, so mi nutely described in the opening article of Fraser, are no longer discernible. A week has changed the aspect of affairs in the Peninsula. Don Carlos, who, when this article was written, threatened Madrid, is now in full retreat to the Ebro, intent only on regaining his old fastnesses among the mountains of Guipuzcoa. " Blue Friar Pleasantries" is by far the pleasantest article in the present Number. The parody on Barry Cornwall's celebrated song of " The Sea I" by a Cockney passenger On board the Drake steamer is particularly good. 'We extract a " sketch-to-the-life" passage from the account of Mr. Longpole, the Borough hop-merchant's dinner party : " Longpole's toilet being finished he descends to the draw ing-room; and, fascinated by the lovely appearance of his daughter, would fain bestow on her the blessing breathed in a father's kiss.' Miss 'Livy, however, can ask for such bles sings when she requires them ; and such not being the case at present, she thrusts aside her doting sire, exclaiming, with matchless simplicity, La, pa! don't rumple me 1' Repulsed here, the good-tempered Longpole turns to contemplate, with Mahommedan pride, the ample turban of his wife. And now, patter, patter, patter, the nursery squad descend into the State apartment, where, having received an oft-repeated injunction to be very good,' and ' very quiet,' and to ' look up in peo ple's faces when they're spoken to' (and to do a hundred other things which Nature is pre-determined they shall not do) they are ranged in due order along the soft settee, with their hands on their laps, and their little legs hanging down, exhibiting for the moment a continuous stratum of red shoes, do. of white socks, do. of Nature's primitive formation, do. of white frock, pink sash, cherry cheeks, and laughing eyes. But, lo ! this primeval arrangement is already doomed to give way before unruly phenomena. Little Billy hasbroken from this ranks to roll upon the rug ; and is subsequently dismissed for persisting in certain publications not perfectly consistent with the pro fessed use of petticoats. Billy's roars, as he is carried up to the nursery, are stifled by the rat-tat-tat-tat of the first corner. Mrs. Longpole as sumes her seat and as much self-possession as can be held in solution by the face when the heart's in a flutter. ' Liv y , dear, hold up.' The door is opened. 66• Mr. and Mrs. Simpkins.' '‘ How d'ye do, Mrs. Longpole ? Longpole, how are ye?' 6. 6 How d-o-o-o? Mrs. Simpkins, how do-o-o ?' 66 Ver-ry pleasant weather ?' " , Verry; indeed : glass falling, though.' " There was some point in the last remark, for Jahn let fall his waiter, and half Longpole's champagne glasses went with a smash. " There was an awful pause, till Longpole triumphed over the bewilderment of the catastrophe, and got up a laugh at the coincidence. " Rat, tat, tat ! 44 The Misses Potts,' and afterwards the three Thomp sons,' cum multis aliis. 4" How-di-doo ?' There were at least fifty' How-di-doos' without a single Well, I thank you ;' curiously showing the vast preponderance of the inquisitive over the communicative. 44 Well, my little dee-ar ? Bless me, how like her mamma.' 4" Nay, d'ye think so ?' " Bless me ! Tommy ! How he's grown I Ah 1 ill weeds'—d'ye remember me, my fine fellow ? eh ?—who am I?' " Answer, my dear—always answer when a gentleman speaks to you. Don't—you—know ?—don't you remember— who—gave—you—that pretty little boat you're so fond of ? Where is you're boat, Tommy ?' Betty toot it from me.' " Indeed I —and why did Betty take it from you ?' " ' Tos I put it in the dravy.' In the gravy 1' Esa—m the dwipping-pan.' " This is a poser 1 Mrs. Longpole endeavours to laugh it off; but Simpkins resolves to refuse roast meat lest he should get with it a decoction of boat." " The Principles of Police, and their Application to the Metropolis," contains suggestions worthy of the serious attention of the Secretary of State for the Home Department. It has often occurred to us that a class of public inspectors ought to be appointed, with authority to visit the abodes of the indigent in Londo n an d i ts v i cinity at least once every week, and to report thereon at stated intervals to the Governm en t. Th ese i nspectors should b e ap pointed by each parish, and consist of two or more medical practitioners, a clergyman, and a church warden or overseer. Of course it would be ne cessary t o guar d aga i nst any un d ue i n f r i ngement o f the liberty o f t h e su bj ect; b ut that, i n our op i n i on , might be easily done. We throw out the suggestion for the consideration of those who may deem the subject not undeserving of serious reflection. The Reviews of Coop er ' s E ng l an d , an d t h e T rage di es o f B u l wer, Butle r , an d H arper, b e l ong to a sc h oo l o f cr i t i c i sm which no longer Lossesses a strong hold on public opini on . Th e mere a b use o f a b oo k an d i ts aut h or is a dirty job which can be better done by the paltriest scribbler that ever strung commonplaces together in sentences, than by any person with pretensions to the feelings of a scholar and a gentleman. Fraser is neither so interesting nor so vigorous'this month as we have been in the habit of seeing it. TAIT'S MAGAZINE. Simphin and Marshall. The Earl of Durham's letter to Mr. Russel Bowlhy, has shaken the faith of the sturdy Radicala, of the nwth in the immaculacy of his Lordslily's destined _. t~s;; political career. Our excellent friend Tait expresses deep regret that his Lordship should have, for the first time, imagined an obscure or diplomatic style necessary in speaking to the people, and that too at a juncture which emphatically called for and would have vindicated the boldest speech. Ha maintains that the " Queen and Household Suffrage !" the " Queen and No Corn Laws !" would have been a much more appropriate war-cry for the Reformers than the unmeaning shout of the " Queen and Constitu- tion !" In this we agree with him, but in nothing else. Lord Durham is as staunch a Radical now, and is prepared to make as many sacrifices for the cause of the people as he ever was. Upon the correctness of this assertion our Radical friends irt the north may place the utmost reliance. Turning from politics to literature, the review of " Lockhart's Life of Scott" is the most searching that has yet appeared. Acting on the principle, that dissections of the memory of the illus trious dead are necessary to the moral guidance of the living, Mr. Lockhart has discharged a sacred duty in publishing the life of Sir Walter Scott ; but withal a duty in the performance of which it was necessary to stifle the feelings originating in a strong personal attachment. From:the following specimen an idea may be formed of the frankness with which the Reviewer expresses his opinions —the opinions, be it remem bered, of a writer whose admiration of the genius and domestic virtues of Scott is unbounded : Mr. Lockhart's memoir cannot deteriorate the unequalled beauty of Scott's romances, but it does dispel much of the charm with which imagination invested their author. In these volumes we trace Scott, for twenty years in the possession of a competent patrimony, and in the receipt of an ample official income, which he lost no opportunity of increasing, involved in a perpetual, and too often dirty, coil of pecuniary embar rassment, originating solely in the desire rapidly to acquire wealth : not from the rewards of his admirable genius—not by the fair exercise of his professional talents—but in those dark and crooked byways upon which no mau of letters ever entered before. With submission to Mr. Lockhart—who, being himself at the head of the guild, is the better entitled to speak of the craft, and who loses no opportunity of taunting venerable Grub-street, in a tone which in another might seem insolent or impertinent,—the picture which even his partial Fencil has traced of his distinguished father-in-law's involve ments is as morally degrading, and, to dispassionate observa tion, often reveals as much real poverty of spirit, as the entire annals of Grub -street, from the struggles of Johnson and Goldsmith, to his own apocryphal tale of a pair of prize breeches, raced for by two poor authors, under the anspices of that generous and judicious patron of literature, Mr. Con stable. The pressure of want was the animating principle in both cases—when Elshender Campbell ran with the other scribe for the coveted integuments, and when Scott and his partners, under the pinch of necessities in which he should never have been involved, tried to screw up and overreach " the crafty" bibliopole, by all manner of false scents and pal try arts of bargaining. In the eyes of those illustrious men of letters whose " souls are like stars, and dwell apart," the ninciple is the same ; the units expressing the sums and va . lues in question, making the only difference—and that not an essential one. Sympathy ought, indeed, to flow more freely with the " poor devils" compelled, by absolute necessity to meannesses, than with the largely-beneficed, and lavishly patro nised author, compromising the dignity of his high calling and of his personal character only that he might indulge an appetite for a few more acres of soil, and a childish taste for collecting what to him should h►ve seemed trash. His original tastes appear to have been simple and manly, his personal habits were all admira ble ; and yet, from the first dawn of his prosperity to the close what became a weary life, he contrived to make himself the victim of low ambitious and factitious tastes. It is in vain for Mr. Lockhart to fix blame on any one else, and try to find causes for the misadventnres of Scott's life in the Ballantynes. He never had an enemy, save himself. His career—save for his own miscalculations, originating in that eager grasping after gold, after apples of Sodom, which so often overreaches itself, and brings its own punishment—was eminently pros perous." _ _ " Who governs ? A Tale of the Back Stairs," gives us some insight into the intrigues of the French Court during the reign of that cold-hearted systematic libertine Louis XV. In the love affair of Colas and Pauline there is abundance of simplicity, but it is true to nature. The tale is well told, and will be read with delight. The " Sorcerer's last Chaunt" is want ing in harmony of numbers, but is withal a very plain tively beautiful production. 0. P. Q.'s letter from► Paris consists of a series of criticisms on works of art —a few of them very happy, and at the present mo ment very appropriate. Taken as a whole, Tait is excellent this month—better indeed than for any month of the three immediately preceding August. THE DUBLIN UNIVEI?SITY . MAGAZINE. Sinaphin and Marshall. The " Poetesses of our Day" is the first of a series of criticisms which, if regularly continued, will add much to the deserved literary popularity of this perio dical. The• contemplations introductory are worthy of Anthony Poplar, in his happiest moods of inspi ration. To Felicia Hemans the first place is assigned —and most deservedly. The " Bribed Scholar," by Edward S. O'Brien, is concluded in this Number ; it rather falls short of our expectations. " Lockhart's Ltfe of Scott," " North's Life of Lord Guildford," and " Gordon's Poems," are reviews of works already before the public. The other articles are of a local political nature:and though interesting to Orangemen and out-and-out Tories, they are,not of a character to be much regarded by the more sensible portion of the British people. THE UNITED SERVICE JOURNAL. Colburn. " Saturday Night at Sea in 1837," very happily illustrates the feelings with which our old veterans re gard the changes that have taken place in the Naval Service since they manned the " Wooden walls of Old England." Ben's horror at the idea of tea for grog, a cropped poll for a powdered pigtail, and a cigar for a pipe, is pourtrayed in colours of which we admit the fidelity. The " Original Facts" relating to the pre caution taken by Napoleon to prevent assassination are as striking as they are novel, and there are incidents re lated in connection with them, which place the charac ter of that extraordinary man in a point of view in which it has not yet been studied. The sketches of naval life under the head of the " Drumstick Club," are continued in this Number with increasing freshness and vigour. The other papers are equally good in their way ; but more exclusively addressed to gentlemen be longing to the naval and military services. The remainder of the Magazines must be postponed !1 to-morrow. LITERATURE. LECTURES ON EUROPEAN CIVILIZATION. By M. GUIZoT. London, Macrone, 1837. Between the theoretical and the practical States man there is relatively the same difference of position as there is between the spectator of a battle, standing on a lofty eminence, surveying the deadly struggle at his feet, and the actual belligerents. The spectator, calm and collected, with no obstacle to intercept his view of the entire space occupied by the contending armies--taking in at a glance the proximate and re mote advantages of a movement and a blow—bt•holds with surprise and indignation the blind impetuosity, inertness, groundless panics, and ill-timed offensive and defensive movements, by which a triumph is jeo pardied, or a defeat sustained. He forgets that the actual belligerents, from the nature. of their position, want those advantages which he possesses for the guidance of the judgment—that they arc fighting, as it were, in the dark, and know nothing of the dispo sition of the enemy's rear, and the strength of his re serves. But conduct the spectator blindfold into the hottest part of the field, and invite him to head one o r other of the contending hosts ; and—notwithstand ing his previous conceptions of the facility with which a victory might be gained—it is twenty to one but he will be guilty of blunders as egregious, and of errors as fatal, as were committed by any of his prede cessors. The horizon, which before seemed un bounded, is narrowed to the limits of the immediate theatre of action ; the instruments which it was thought a breath would impel onward with incalculable velocity, are discovered to require an immense moral power to keeper em constantly in a, slow motion ; the s ii; , I''; - • bad passions, incident t o men engage 7 , A AV - 74 1 struggle, are substituted for philosop ;143ppesiof the happy results of rictory even to t and, in a word, a thousand annoyances, difikiatgelgAid'-‘ dangers, real and imaginary, harass and perplex the understanding, as well as vitiate the moral feelings of the commander, of which the spectator formed no idea, and for which he made no allowance. It is pre cisely the same with respect to theoretical and actual Statesmanship ; and this accounts for the discrepancy between the doctrines of M. Guizot as a Lecturer and a Philosopher—as a theoretical Statesman—and his conduct as a Member of the French Cabinet. In the abstract, M. Guizot is without question one of the ablest Statesmen in Europe. There is no man for whom a political movement has fewer terrors—who, placed at a sufficient distance from it, could better direct it for the well-being of society. His mind is a panorama into which he has only to look for the effect of which way demonstration of po pular power, weakness, suffering, intelligence, and in dignation, have had upon the moral and physical con dition of mankind. A knowledge of history is not simply an acquirement—it is a portion of the intellec tual being of M. Guizot. But of how little avail his immense stores of information—his perfect familiarity with the theory of the best and most civilizing modes of conducting the Government of a great nation—have been to him in a Ministerial capacity, we have a sad existing, and historically regarded, an imperishable proof in the laws of September ! Of M. Guizot's works no portion have attracted such universal attention as his Lectures on European Civilization. This will surprise no person who has read them. They are superior to any ever before de livered on so important a subject—so complete that they leave nothing further, of a general nature, to be expected or desired. What we look for after reading them, is a course of Lectures on the Civilization of each of the several States of Europe after the man ner of his admirable work on the civilization of France —a work which we trust will soon be presented to the British public through the medium of a good trans lation. M. Guizot commences his history of the progress of European civilization with the downfall of the Ro man empire, and traces it through all the forms of Go vernment that since then have influenced the progress of society. The great difference between ancient and modern civilization he makes to consist in the guidance of the former by a single principle, whereas the latter is under the direction of several, many of which are in a state of perpetual conflict. Civilization itself he re cognizes as the combined progress of man and of so ciety—of the individual and the community. These two facts are included in it, and their action and re action upon each other are as unceasing as they are uniform in their results. 'Whatever adds to the social happiness of man will in time improve his individual faculties ; and on the other hand, whatever tends to cripple his energies, mental or physical, as an individual will sooner or later produce social degeneration. This is happily instanced in the following passage:— " When any one undergoes a moral change, when he acquires an idea, a virtue, or an additional faculty, in a word, when any of his mental powers become developed : what is the desire which possesses him from that moment ? Is it not the desire to transplant his feelings, and opinions, into the outward world ; the necessity of realizing his thoughts beyond his own mind ? So soon as a man makes any mental acquisition ; so soon as his being as sumes in his own eyes a new development, acquires an additional Value ; immediately the idea of a mission is at tached to this new development, he feels himself impelled onwards, and constrained by his instinct, by an internal voice, to extend the amelioration ; to effect on others the change which he has himself experienced. All great Re formers have been actuated by this cause alone. Those great men, who chan ge d th e f ace o f t h e wor ld , a f ter h av i ng themselves become changed, were governed by no other impu'se. " So much for the change which is operated in the in ward nature of men. Let us take another example. " A revolution is accomplished in a state of society ; it becomes better governed ; rights and property are more equitably distributed amongst individuals ; that is to say, the outward condition of the :lerld is purer and happier, and the practice, both of governments and of mankind, in their relations with each other, is ameliorated. Well! do you believe that the spectacle of this amelioration of ex ternal circumstances will not react, on the inward nature of man, on humanity ? All that we are told of the force of example, of custom, and of splendid morals, is founded solely on this conviction, that an external fact, which is well-directed, reasonable, and just, will sooner or later, more or less completely, produce an intellectual fact of the same nature ;—that when the world is better and more Equitably governed, man himself is rendered more just; that the mind is regenerated by external circumstances, as external circumstances are by the mind ;—that the two ele ments of civilization arc strictly connected, that ages, ob stacles of all kinds, may intervene ; that they may be com pelled to undergo a thousand transformations, before they arc again brought together ; but that sooner or later, they become re-united--that this is the law of their nature, the general fact of history, the instinctive belief of mankind." The translator of this work has spared no pains to render it as faithfully as the idioms of the French and English languages would admit of. We would have preferred a greater freedom with the text in many passages, though at the risk of conveying an idea some what different from that put forth by the learned lec turer. The fidelity of this translation gives it an air of stiffness which the reader at once feels to be foreign to an author so luminous in his views, and so perspi cuous in the arrangement of the details by which he seeks to enforce them. All complimentary phrases in the exordium of these lectures, addressed directly to the audience before the philosopher delivered them, and all marks of approbation of the doctrines so deli vered by the same audience, ought to have been omit ted i❑ an English translation. They encumber the text and dissipate the attention of the reader. That Guizot's Lectures will become popular we have no more doubt than we have of their being admi rably calculated to elevate and purify public opinion, by impressing the people with just notions of the proper administration of representative government— the only form of government which ensures the per petual progress of individual and social civilization. This is a book for the libra , :y—private and circulating. AFFAIR OF HONOUR.—On Monday, the 24th inst., six young ladies entered a fiacre at the Rue Royale St. Honore, Paris, and ordered the coachman to drive to the Bois de Vincennes. In addition to the fare agreed upon, the coachman received a handsome gratuity, which seems to have led him to believe that there must be some mystery in the proceedings of this feminine conclave. His suspicicns were not unfounded. Madame Stephanie L 5", furious against her ex-intimate friend, Madame Adele Mee., who had ab stracted her lover, had challenged'her fortunate rival to mortal combat. The invitation had been accepted, and it was to settle this affair of honour that the two ladies, each accom panied by two seconds of her own sex, had repaired to the Bois de Vincennes. A pistol having been placed in the hand of each the two rivals tired in turn. The murderous engines, however, had been loaded by inexperienced hande, and were discharged by hands equally unaccustomed to the arena of duelling. le'either of the fair combatants, accordingly was hurt, and, though they were themselves by no means desirous to retire from the affray, the seconds severally declared that their principals had done all that honour called for, and in sisted upon withdrawing their women from the field. Information was on Saturday given to the police of the mysterious disappearance of a gentleman named Reynolde, a resident of Finchley. It appeared that three weeks ago on Monday last, he left his home in company of his son, to see a gentleman in town on some business, and on the road ho sent the lad a few yards from the Angel, Islington, on a trifling errand, and during his absence Mr. Reynolds disap peared, and has not since been heard of; but some papers have been found expressive of his intention to commit suicide, which it is feared he has, some distance off, carried into exe cution. He is described as about 35 years old, Mt. Bin. in height, inclined to be stout, light hair, florid complexion, has a front tooth out, and was dressed in a black cloth waistcoat and coat, striped or railroad trousers, laced shoes, and striped green cravat. He had been in a desponding state for seve ral days. On Saturday night last the village of Holmes Chapel was thrown into great confusion in consequence of the unfortunate death of Thomas Lowe, who was killed whP.st fighting with a man of the name of Dale. His death, was caused by a fracture of the skull.—Manchester gi