The Sun. — London, England, 1841-11-01 00:00:00

EVENING- SUN MAGAZINE-DAY. BLACKWOOD' S' MAGAZINE. Mr. Alison's History of the French Revolu tion —or rather the ninth volume of this elabo rate work—forms the subject of a spirited critical notice in this Number. 'We find little to object to in this notice, unless it be the Reviewer's esti- Mate of Napoleon, whom, in one place, he styles :` the p r i nce o f charlatans," and in another, an i ncorrigibly heartless, innately perfidious, and " len iorselessly bloody tyrant," who made the nearest approach to a fiend of any man that ever sate on a throne." Hard words these, so much tso as to be quite ridiculous. Napoleon was no Worse than other conquerors : indeed he was far su perior to many ; and, considering the prodigious elevation he attained, the power he Nvielded, the temptations to which he was subjected, and the sanguinary and licentious period at which he Coiiimenced his career, the wonder is, not that be committed. so many crimes, but that he com mitted so few. As regards his charlatanism, this char ge 1 - 3 hist ory. 's we think, sufficiently refuted by his It was not charlatanism that gained turn, at the tyre of twenty-six, his first laurels in ;telly ; still less was it charlatanism that won the patties of Marengo and Austerlitz, and drew up that famous code which extorted the admiration of the first legislators and lawyers of the age. " Sketches of Italy" are light, pleasant reading en ° ll g l l, dashed off at a heat, and evidently While the impressions were yet strong in the ',niter's mind. . The comments on the " Report i r oll l the Sel ec t C omm itt ee o f Fine Arts" are s eas onable and, judicious, and we coincide with u e • „ 0h jections to Mr. Barry's proposal to increase Le quantity of light to be let in through the l ' ° °t . in "Westminster Hall. As these objections are eloquently and forcibly urged, we cannot do eettir than quote a portion of them : ir What ! in crease th e d ormar w i n d ows in 'Westminster 11a11 — make so material an alteration in the ancient architect's design ! The quantum of light, and position of it, is to architecture what chioroscuro is to painting. ls O human being has a right to meddle in this great i; —r ; and what could be worse than to let in any por -en of . present and garish day into that grey and misty tiquity, the atmosphere of ages-Lthe shadowy hall, Vioie aerial distances are as blended epochs of far-off „ lin ° 1 - The very beams and rafters are eloquent, im -s'rcgnated with the breath of hoary wisdom, throw- I t Zi , loff their EVE :4 inrEpovtra in echoy sounds, from their recesses of mystic and oracular obscurity. Fit e'en now, wherein the shade of Alfred may walk in ,raPottry m a j es ty, an d, like th e great Achilles, rej o ice hhen h e l earns that h i s sons exce l i n glory. Here is : ideal of architecture—the personification of a great anc lory : let it res t i n its ori,inal intention. If pictures h„ Sta tues must be there, let them be painted for the loquirt,ing and not mutilate the building to make modern co the more conspicuous." an Chapters of Turkish History", are devoted t: . .1 t i„ a ccount of the famous siege of Vienna t:rlng the reign of Solyn'Ao.n the Magnificent -61,_ contemporary of Terancis L owe trace n . th arles the Fifth, alid the most prful p detailschi of this event, so glorious to the Christian valry_;or the Turk here met with one of his v i • s t crushi ng defeats—are given with infinite la p,°C . and minuteness. " Hebraistics," is an hZ, lB, mg notice of an old drama, supposed to 11: ° been written by a Jew. " Homer and the , i ss ,, l lterid," is not so good this month as it was It is too prolix and desultory, and as it le have no beginning, so it comes to no h as • f usion. " Grandfathers and Grandchildren," ilb 'very much of a grandfather's prosiness p o et it. " Funcheon Woods," is an elegant : e liv b e YMr. Simmons; but we prefer quoting iy quiz on Lord Palinerston's mode of If 11 " racing the Greek word Ilione (Hilli-onnee). thee mistake not, his Lordship will be among f it'st to laugh at its good-humoured archness: HILLI-ONNEE. The Whigs can boast of many a name, Great Normanby and Little Johnny ; But far their foremost child of fame Is he that owns fleet Hilli-onnee. • 'Hong lords and legs a contest rose As fierce as e'er we fought with Bonny ; From words it almost came to blows, And still the theme was Hilli-onnee. And some said this and some said that : No want there was of caco-phony • With short and long, with sharp and flat, They sore misnotner'd Hilli-onnee. Then one bethought him of a way To terminate this aeri-mony ; He call'd as umpire of the fray, The Lord that owns fleet Hilli-onnee. His Lordship, though a scholar once, At this appeal was much etonne ; But loth to be' esteem 'd a dunce, He search'd his books for Hilli-onne. No doubt he well remember'd yet Old Sophocles's Hanti-gonne ; A clearer case he could not get, Nor more in point for Hilli-onnee. But firmer proofs he sought and found; The Greeks, disliking mono-bonny, Had accents to direct the sound, And these show'd hero 'twas Hilli-onnee. He wrote his answer, brief, yet bright With claisic wit and keen i-ronny, And having quash'd the Tories quite, Ile taught us all 'twas Milli-onnee. 0 , Peel ! your guilt what tongue can tell ! 'Twas nothing less than rank fe-lonny, To oust a Lord who talks so well • Of heathen Greek and,Hilli-onnee. Ilad I the might of Pindar's muse To sing the praise of Palmer-stonny; The deathless Prince of Syracuse Should yield to him and Hilli-ennee. Pindar, alas ! is in his grave ; But this good page of old E-bonny, dist:int days the names shall save Of Palmer-ston and ounce. Tl ,, BENTLEY S MISCELLANY. is the most spirited and entertaining tiej i `, )e r We have read for many a month. The tie " au tastic _humour of Ingoldsby—the drama- Zv . er o f Whi te h ea d—the quaint, cordial, ters6'l4F..o eccentricity of George-Daniel—and the • fori n ' -graphic vigour of Oilier—all combine to the . h a miscellany unsurpassed, if equalled, by Piet "t of its periodical contemporaries. The %keltsrial dep artment i s not l ess Clever ; and the as fin of the " Auto-da-fe" by Leech, exhibits desii. -e a specimen of mock horror as one could R i te et o shake one's sides at. What an exqui thernsenee of all intelligence and sensibility is 01 ,;' 11 ,the simpering countenance of the Spanish Jew - i, re il) Who is coolly taking snuff, while a Ittb a ; an gs roasting before him, evidently much h i raB rd by the novelty of his position ! ` 4 18.L - 4 . 4 oaPpy counterpart of the royal phiz is 184,1' Gold Stick in Waiting, who stares at the Ne i ? t 9, as if astonished at, his bad taste in facia el an' delighted with the opportunity of • Gt tn g, Majesty ! The expressive mug of the 11 %4: 4 'lnquisitor, which indicates a benevolent 111 111 1 r that the Jew should be "done to a 111 111,2' ; , i s equally irresistible. Of the poem, thus "tustrated, we cannot speak in warmer 4 olon s t ,. ° Praise than when we say that it is Itia: ll i e best that Ingoldsby has produced.. pro e ,, - -pot Savage" improves in interest as it triui-cus. here is a description of his seizureby fete s ' despatched after him by order of his at bus mother : tile „,"." about-to knock at the door, when a man tapped tbe Shoulder. mg ke ll° word with you, if you please," he said, beckon 'ls v a few paces. I attended him. °lir name Savage ?" he inquired. 1-6 4 * What do you want ? lendßill '" w o ' r,l remed, was alive to business ; for scarce were Nwerf spoken, when my arms were pinioned by a and I was thrust into a coach , the two after me. In an instant, the door was . th eln: -Mh e window s w ere drawn up, the blinds a fter and the coach drove off at a rapid rate. I , 4 rpri as „ s° confounded by this sudden seizure, that I was 41 01 , ,,,..j e tt out Of my presence of mind. In a moment, xitt, t ' l ", I regained my senses, and struggling violently °f on e le two fellows, attempted to get hold of the handle doors. IhTtule:4\ovrs—fitetil: hailyoung bones and muscles," cried ono of 4411 , brutal oath. " This won't do. Down,with aide o r P°ll Bill d ea lt me a t re mendous blow on the th rust the head, and winding his hand into my cravat, " I s l z - le i d° wo upon one of the seats. 41 x, al " be chok e d," I gaspe d. " Don't m u rder me." chuckle this b out, " cried the f o ll ow w i t h a h oarse Illy h e Planting his knee upon my chest, and forcing th e rr , ft e cl back w i t h h i s hand. " N ow , W atson , w h ere ' s eittftl ? Just ti e up hi s p i c k ers a nd stealers ; he \vat ° much harm after that.' . ! i kbtlv °ll was read with his rope which he bound r(nia d toy w ris ts. " Now get ' up," said he, lend llo" a back-lianded slap upon the face, " and tell us I 1 17 : 0 4 11 find yourself time" ' Giver w Nv i MY privatefeelings of resentment . might be, cei v , d . enough to keep them very . private. I per had b e it ,..lvas useles s to remonstrate with men, whom, "(I wh.,': l at perfect liberty I could not effectually resist, w ere .n:zdered me altogether powerless. They 41,4111,e1tm..g iluder orders ; and those, although in some myself to discover. or th . ntle men ,,, I began, (what a shocking perversion ki t 1 13 nu c rd- circumstances compel us at times to c, om kistake. _entlemen, I am sure there must be some who shai cannot be the person you want." w i gs "just k the "gag useful ?" said the. fellow Called m a ke the that mouth of his will be opening. n,t,c' fellow, ' cried the other "if you'll promise the ' 4 IT your throat, and to attempt no escape, Bill, u re, 6 411 f °- se or a se _te,P, his gag in his pocket: if you make a Z i p% w u e nl h e, ' swearing horribly, "it shallte worse 14' ./01.4 and have got you; and we know what to do • what we choose to do with . you, nobody need know. We shan't murder you, I dare say, unless you wish it." "But, what are you going to do with me?" I urged, greatly disturbed at this speech, which implied that murder was one of the branches of the worthies' pro fession. " He . Will be chattering, you see," said Bill. "Never mind," replied Watson, "it does him good, and us. no harm. It's natural he should feel a little curio sity. Should'nt you, Bill?" " Why yes," said Bill. " Nature, you knoW, as a man May say, is what we all feel." "Do we?" returned Watson. and don't know much about that." " Gentlemen," said I, " lam sure you are in an error. I am certain you have taken the wrong person." "Catch us doing that," replied Watson ; " though, I dare say if we had taken anyone else instead of you, you'd have thought him the right one. No—no." " A Tale of the High North Road" is a curious account of the sayingS and doings of two highly educated London artists, who passed themselves off on the landlord of a country hotel, for Lord Brougham and his valet, travelling post-haste to Scotland. Of course, they were detected, but not before they had mistaken the landlord's best silver plate fbr their own, and decamped with it in the hurry of the moment. The " Moated Grange" is a readable story, but it would have been improved by curtailment. " Merrie Eng land iu the Olden Time " is a singular melange, the product of an intellect of a restless, frag mentary character, made up of dainty odds and ends, like a second day's feast. Mr. Daniel is " every thing by turns,-and- nothing long." He is constantly starting ideas, but never runs them down. He suggests, but does not work out. Before he - is well on with one subject, he is off, like lightning, to another. One moment we find him wandering, without care for' his pockets, in the thick of Bartlemy Fair ; the next, he is deep hi biography; but soon tiring of this vein, he flies for relief to a quaint, familiar ballad, in which, provided it be short,,he emi nently excels. Reading his " Merrie England" is something like witnessing a pantomime. The changes are - so sudden and unexpected, the lights and shades so broad, the bustle so incessant, and the effect of the whole so grotesque, that the mind is in a continued whirl throughout. Yet we like Mr. Daniel, despite the hop-step-and-jump turn Of his intellect. He is evidently a kindly natured man,- welt in - funned—say, rather, full of odd scraps of information, , and with much of that simplicity. of character—at lehst we judge so by his writingswhich: is usually the com panion of genius. Ohl Fuller would have under stood him; Sterne would have been proud to have his opinion of Uncle Toby ; and Elia would have recognised in him another self. The "Bread and Cheese Club" is of average merit. The following is the best thing in it :—" There is neither infancy nor youth in a pun ; no pro gression in its ephemeral lite ; it is born full grown, and dies of old awe in a second." The Spanish story, "La Diligenca," is too long, and its interest does not warrant its length. The ." Gathering of the Dead" is a wild flight of fancy—a sort of poetic night Mate; wherein imagination and absurdity are combined in nearly equal portions, The " Haunted Manor House of Paddington " is a local legend, told with uncommon earnestness. The working-out is particularly good, the inci dents all acting together, all growing naturally out of the subject, and telling by their unity and completeness. " Guy Fawkes" is now brought to a close, and We are not sorry for it. It is a work of tact rather than genius, to which it bears the same resemblance that burnished cop per bears to gold. • Though constantly in motion, its characters have no life. They are mere painted puppets set in action by the showman's strings. The descriptive portions of. the tale are the best, for Mr. Ainsworth has a quick and true eye for the picturesque; and when pourtray - ing a scene that has struck his fancy—such,for instance as Chat Moss—never overshoots, or falls short of , his mark. " Love's Banqpet" is an arch little poem, and we subjoin it accordingly :- 0! think of the minutes-o! * think of the nights I've spent on my pillow awake— What fevers endured, what dreams, and what frights— All these have I borne for your sake! 0! remember your vows, your oath on your knee, The kiss when you•said we must part, But promised, whatever your distance from me, • I still should be close to your heart. How oft have you said, "I but live in your eyer, A banquet for Jove is your 100k — Your charms are a feast—other food I despise!" And now you have married your cook! " Well, I'm no scholar, /VEIV MONTHLY MAGAZINE. The late .Mr: Macnish's tale of " Metempsy chosis," which was published many years ago in Blackwood's Magazine, has been closely, indeed, servilely, imitated by the author of " A Strange Passage in th e life of Charles Welford"—a story which appears in the presenti Number •of this periodical, and which turns on the sudden trans formation of the hero into a certain noble Mar quis, whose wealth and rank he had long coveted. In the original narrative the scene of the trans formation of one man into . another, by super natural influence, was laid in Germany, where such a wild incident was appropriately enough located; but the present imitator, with the bad taste that usually characterises imitations, lays his scene in a. Square at the West-end of London ; where, doubtless, many singular metamorphoses occur in the course of the season—(such, for in stance, as the change of a rich man into a beggar by the conjuring powers of a pack of cards ; of a Prime Minister into a quack doctor; or of a club-haunting. husband into a stag, through the diabolical agency of some handsome young officer in the Guards, standing six feet two in his shoes, and measuring three feet across the shoulders) — but where a transformation, such as the author of " Charles Welford," adopts. as the ground- - work of his fiction, becomes the sheerest absur dity, from the circumstance of its forming no part of the past or present faith of a worldly,. incredulous West-end Square? The locale makes all she difference between sense and nonsense in works of imagination. Pan frisking in the woods of Arcadia, is a highly poetical personage; but when he is made to cut capers in • the Regent's Park, he becomes not only an ab surd, incongruous creation, but a very suspicious character, worthy of the special notice of the policemen. ". A Test of Equanimity "is archly..and whimsically put. " Take a quart bottle of ink," says the writer, " break it, and try if you can say it's all .for. the best,' while it's spoiling your best pantaloons !" This is certainly a wood test of equanimity , but we sub j oin a far t, surer one ;—take the Rev. Mr. Dillon's narrative of the Lord May Or's Voyage to Oxford ; read through six pages; and try if you can refrain from flinging this printed prodigy of dullness and ineptitude into the coal-scuttle. He who can so command himself, can bear the griefs of, Job without a murmur. " Phineas Quiddy," con tains some smart hits at the sordid money-scrap ing propensities of the day. Inthe article headed " A French Pic-nic," we find several descriptive touches of more than ordinary vigor. The " Outlaw "is a pretty ballad of the Haynes-Bayley school. We quote it, for the amusement of our younger readers : They knew him in his Gladness, In his Summer's brightest day ; Ere Penury and Sadness Had dunned its latest ray. Who can admire the sunbeams When hid in transient gloom ? Or who can - love the rose-tree, When its roses cease to bloom ? They left him in his Sorrow, • When his heart was sad and lone ; When he rose upon the morrow nut to wish it past and gone ! Oh ! who can love the winter, When its sky with tempest lowers ? 'Tis the Spring alone finds friends For its Sunbeams and its Flowers. Of the concluding chapters of the " Life and Adventures, of Charles Chesterfield," we need say nothing, as the work has been already re published in three volumes, and passed the or deal of criticism. The " Advantages of Be longing to a Club" is by the author of Paul Pry. It is a capital quiz on those mean, restless, fid getty busy-bodies, who have a passion for re forming every thing and every body but them selves. Mr. Poole lays on the lash without mercy. Lord Cardigan himself could not order a man to be flogged on Sunday with more seve rity. "Graduates and Undergraduates" exhibits promise ; but it is early yet to form a decided opinion of a work which has only reached its second chapter. " Bajazet Gag ; or the Manager in Search of a Star" is continued by Mr. Jerrold with his usual dry, grave, caustic humour. The scene at the police-office where the pompous Lessee—and who more pompous than such a per sonage ?—is charged with stealing the dog of a rival manager, is admirable. With what infinite dignity the great man resigns lihnself to circum stances ! With what an eye of condescending pity he regards his prompter, who is also his partner in affliction ! Adversity tames the proudest natures ; and the despotic Gag almost descends to the level of his fellow-sufferer, and allows him to be his equal ! How many a would be Magnifico may derive a useful lesson from Mr. Jerrold's irony ! As this scene is unfortu nately too long to quote, we give, instead, a sketch of a veteran actor, who has been dis missed by the imperious Bajazet, for laying an undue emphasis on the letter B : Old Smoakly—for so was the prophet known to his brethren —was an actor of forty years' standing, and some seasons since had been enrolled in the troop of Gag. To us• the well-known phrise, he was always "'perfect as an angel in his part"—could play one character quite as well, as another—was never too late at a rehearsal—was quite an authority in character wigs—acted dummy ba ronets and virtuous broken-hearted fathers with all the legendary proprieties,—and, indeed, cast an unusual re spectability about that very equivocal theatrical abstrac tion—general utility. Yet, with all these advantages, Smoakly was discharged—ay, ignominiously thrust forth from the boards of Gag. We hope that the reador will have curiosity sufficient to 'seek the wherefore. We will tell him. Smoakly, with all these excellencies, fell a victim to the letter b. In one of Gag's hardware, do mestic tragedies—one of those touching dramas written with the juice of onions, which the manager had fami liarized to the sensibilities of the town, Smoakly had one of those important characters, the very importance of which very often consists in saying next to nothing . ; the less that there is to be said of course requiring the greater condensation of genius to make the little striking. Smoakly acted upon this obvious principle. The part was lead, but there was one line in it, which the actor by the very - alchemy of emphasis was deterwined to transmute into virgin gold. The incident was briefly as follows :—The scoundrel of the drama was about to kid nap the rightful heir of some very extensive Hungarian estates, when the bold, good man, intrusted to , Smeakly, opportunely enters, and in energetic speech addresses the culprit— " up the baby !" was the powerful line intrusted to Smoakly, who had merely to utter it, draw his sword, stamp with his right foot, and fixing himself in an attitude, wait for the ap plause. Sinoaltly, however, was not content with the simple energy of " baby" as spelt by Johnson, but striv ing to wreak the intensest passion on the word, exclaimed • " Villaindeliver up the bobby ! Upon ordinary occasions.Smoaltly's improvement of the .syllables might have passed of unnoticed by Gag's audi ence ;. but, unfortunately, it was . Saturday night, and there being present a number of gentlemen of the Hebrew persuasion, the auditory were correspondingly critical ; hence Smoakly's Gabby was received with a burst of laughter altogether destructive of the intended pathos of the scene. Smoakly was on the instant discharged, Mr. Bajazet Gag not condescending to listen to the high authority of, Shaltspeare himself, which Smoakly sought to wrest to his own extenuation. " Doesn't Shakspeare make Marc Antony say, This was the most unkindest cut of all ?' the whole passage - betrays gross ignorance: .Mignet, in his philbsophical history of the Re ;volution, expressly states that Brissot possessed .great activity of mind, and an accurate and ex tensive acquaintance with the situation of foreign Powers; and Lafayette, who knew him well, and of all his contemporaries was the least likely to uVerrate bears direct testimony, in hie .Memoirs, to :his.talents as a politieian,:and his skill as a journalist. -= As for his being the only man of. his party who could be depended on, this is ridiculous, and proves how utterly unacquainted 'Bentham was with the dm meter of the Girondists. Roland and Vergniaud were at least as trustworthy, if not more so, than Brissot, and this was the general opinion at the `time. .";Luigia Sanfelice" is] an affecting story, founded on fact s and referring to the period of the overthrow of the Neapolitan Constitution by the Frerl'eli Republicans. " Violet Hamilton" is concluded, and reads off lightly and trippingly to.the last. " Chapters on English Poetry" ana lyze the poetical character of Shelley with much force and subtlety. . The " Student-Life of Ger many" is one of the few dull reviews we have met with in Tait; but this, perhaps, was un avoidable from the nature of the subject. It is impossible, as the old adage says, to make a silk purse out of a sow's ear. The " Old Man's Melodies," is 'a poem so sweetly and simply ver sified, that we cannot resist the temptation of quoting it entire :- 0 the blossoms of youth, and the blighting of years ! How dreary the garden of promise appears ! II& vainly I look, when with age clouded o'er, For the smiles and the• voices that met me before.! But lives in my bosom the feeling, as young, That then to the flowing of 'melody sprung, When youth's careless bounding was saddened away By the Flowers of the Forest, and Auld Robin Gray. I have heard them at home, by the hearth and the bill, When night winds were dreary, or evening was still ; I have heard them afar on the deep's Mighty breast, And their melody moaning in woods of the West. In a land where the music of mine is unknown, 'Tis there I'm a stranger, and there I'm alone ; lint there's home in a tune, if the tune that they play Be the Flowers of the Forest, or Auld Robin Gray. There is trumping in war---,There is piping in peace— There is music for mirth, and for sorrow's increase— There's-a song for the young, merry-hearted, and bold, And, blest be its music !—a tune for the old. And in age I have friends that will listen with me, Nor boast from the power of sweet sounds to be free, But sadly be solaced, at life's closing day, By the Flowers of the Forest, and Auld Robin Gray. and doesn't Shakspeare there mean to show that the passion of the part is too great, too swelling, to be con fined to the vulgar bounds of grammar ? Did you ever hear a man in a rage care about talking grammar ? Do you think if you saw a ruffian running away with' your child, you'd pause to pick out baby from babby ? No, Sir, the more wrong you were, the more you'd show yourself in earnest. What't pronunciation to feelings ?" FRASER' S MAGAZINE. In -the statements respecting the battle of Wa tcrloo, which form the first article in the Num- . Tier before us, the writer endeavours to prove - that the French army was more numerous •by some thousands than - the English. He labours bard to establish this point, and will no doubt find many readers willing and eager to be con vinced of the truth of his arguments; but the fact we believe to be, just what Sir Walter Scott and other historians have 'stated—namely, that the two armies were pretty equally matched in point of numbers. It must not be forgotten, however, that the very flower of the Imperial troops were present at the action—tried veterans, whom the peace. had restored to France, and who had distinguished thethselves in most of the great battles of Napoleon ; consequently, our victory over such,men cannot be too highly ap preciated. In one of his assertions, which he repeats more than once, the writer is decidedly in error. He states emphatically that the " battle commenced at twelve o'clock." Now this is not the case, for the Duke of Wellington himself— who may be presumed to be pretty good autho rity—declared, when applied to on the subject by more than one military man, that, to the best of his recollection, the action commenced about ten. • The next article is a biographical memoir of Theodore Hook, from which we extract a paF.isqgt , or two : Mr.' -look's memory was always miraculous. When about eighteen he undertook for a wager to repeat the names and trades upon the shop-fronts situated on one side of Oxford street, after passing down a certain por tion of it. This undertaking he accomplished, failing only in the due succession of one hOuse. But it being after wards observed by one of the party, that Mr. Hook might possibly have been partially acquainted with the shops previously, he engaged; after the perusal of the front page of a newspaper, to rehearse every advertise ment that stood in its columns. This he also performed without a single mistake. Although Mr. Hook had great animal spirits, he did not possess equal vivacity at all times ; on the contrary, he was subject, as most men of genius are, to deep and bitter depressions of mind, most affecting to witness. Strange to say, of so gifted and intelligent a being, he was superstitious to a painful degree. He entertained an implicit belief in superna tural agency, and would listen to a ghost-story with a pallid cheek and. awe-inspired interest. Early in life he wrote a novel called The Man of Sorrow, in - which this DUBLIN UNIVERSITY MAGAZINE. The author of " Charles O'Malley," who is by far the ablest contributor to this Magazine, con tinues his', military reminiscences with a vigour and vivacity that never sink into tameness. In his off-hand, dashing mode of narration he re sembles Mr. Maxwell; but he has more versa tility and less assumption, producing effect with out the slightest effort or parade. Indeed the great charm of his writing is its manly unaffect edness. His humour is unpremeditated, and his pathos is equally the impulse of the moment. In his present chapters he brings back his hero to Ireland, poor and discontented, having been compelled to sell out of the army in consequence of family necessities. While residing in that country in a state of unwilling seclusion and in activity, the author sets him moralising as fol lows—for Charles O'Malley, we should premise, is throughout supposed to be his own biographer : Life is marked out in periods in which, like stages in a journey, we rest and repose ourselves, casting a look now back upon the road we have been travelling ; now throwing a keener glance towards the path left us. It is at such spots as these7remembrance comes full upon us, and that we feel how little our intentions have swayed our career, or influenced our actions; the aspirations, the resolves of youth, are either looked upon as puerile follies, or a most .distant day settled on for their realiza ; the friends we che rished The principles we fondly looked to, like our guide stars,riiled are are the scenes themselves di c m h l an seem no longer the sunshine and the shade we loved ; g v .e is d ible a , ed no g t e s e e e en ; and, in fact, we are living in a new world, where our own altered condition gives the type to all around us ; the only link that binds us to the past being that same memory that, like a sad curfew, -tolls the twilight of our fairest dreams and most cherished wishes. That these glimpses of the by -gone season of our youth should be but fitful and passing—tinging, not colouring, the land scape of our life—we should be 'engaged in all the active bustle and turmoil of the world, , surrounded by objects of hope, love, and ambition,. stemming the strong tide in whose fountain is fortune. -He, lioyever, who lives apart, a dreamy and a passionless existence, will find that in the past, more than in the future, his thoughts have found their resting•place ; memory usurps the place of hope, and he travels through life like one walk ing onward, his eyes still turning towards some loved, forsaken spot, teeming with all the associations of his happiest hours, and preserving, even in distance, the outline that he prized. Distance in time, as in space, smooths down all the inequalities of surface and, as the cragged and rugged mountain, darkened ,by cliff and precipice, shows to the far-off traveller . but some blue and misty mass, so the long-lost-sight-or hours lose all the cares and griefs that tinged them ; and, to our mental eye, are but objects of uniform loveliness and beauty. If there be no decided originality in the above reflections, yet there is an easy grace and elo quence in the manner in which they are ex pressed, deserving of high praise. It will be observed, too, that there is no showing-off of thought in them. The author lays no more on his theme than it will bear, but just simply " says his say " in the first language that occurs to him. His descriptive powers are exercised in a way not less creditable to his good sense. We subjoin a sketch of an Irish sylvan landscape, which a few hasty but discriminating touches place vividly before us : It was a fine evening i n May, when, rigging up a spritsail, I jumped into my yawl, and dropped easily down the river : the light wind gently curled the crested water ; the trees waved gently and shook their branches in the breeze, and my little bark, bending slightly be neath, rustled on her loamy track with that joyous bound ing mction so , inspiriting to one's heart. The clouds were flying swiftly past, tinging , with their shadows the mountains beneath ; the Munster shore, glowing with a rich sunlight, showed every sheep-cot and every hedge row clearly out, while the deep shadow of tall Scariff darkened the silent river where Holy Island, with its ruined churches and melancholy tower, were reflected in the still water. It was a thoroughly Irish landscape; the changeful sky ; the fast flitting shadows ; the brilliant sunlight ; the plenteous fields ; the broad and swelling stream ; the dark mountain, from whose brown crest a wreath of thin blue smoke was rising,—were all there smiling yet sadly, like her own sons, across whose lour ing brow - some fitful flash of fancy every playing, dallies like sunbeams on a darkening stream, nor marks the depth that lies below. " Whewell's Philosophy of the Inductive Sciences" is an elaborate notice of a masterly treatise that has excited the attention of the scien tific world in no ordinary degree. The " Por trait-Gallery " contains a full-length like ness, accompanied by a short memoir, of Co lonel Chesney, well-known for his recent surveys, by order of Government, of the naviga tion of the Euphrates. The "Proposal for the Re conciliation of the Protestant and Roman Catholic Churches," howeverkindly and charitably meant, is, we fear, little better than a visionary crotchet. Two suns cannot rule in the same sphere, nor can two antagonist religions ever be brought to act in harmony with each other in England. As well might we expect to see two rival statesmen; or two rival beauties, or—more improbable still —two rival actors--live together in good-fellow ship ! The Catholic Church, always ambitious of supremacy, cannot forget nor forgive her being supplanted 'by the Protestant; and the latter Establishment, well aware of this, .repu diates the idea of reconciliation, knowing that it is hopeless. When Mr. Peter Borthwick shall fail to clear the House of Commons .by his ora tory—when Lord Stanley shall recognise the in carnation of patriotism in Lord Mayor O'Con nell—when Mr. Horace Twiss shall write a tragedy that cannot be mistaken for a comedy— then, but not .till then, will the Protestant and Catholic churches act in amicable concert together, as. if influenced by one indivisible nterest. weakness was manifest ; and though, as his judgmen strengthened, he conquered much of this tendency, yet to the last years of his existence he cherished many of his -early impressions. As a trivial instance, it may be mentioned that he never would enter upon any undertaking of importance, if he could help it, on a Friday. He had, however, a remarkable insight into the weaknesses and follies of others, and was not unobservant of his own. He penetrated into the depths of the most wily; and de tected the small intents of little minds with the most whimsical facility, dragging them from their shallow hiding places, and laying them bare upon the surface with infinite humour, to their owner's surprise and dis may. He held a professed enmity with what he described under the expressive head of humbug—every evidence of which he assailed with all the vigour of his powerful ridicule, inexorably putting the right names upon wrong things. It has been observed that Mr. Hook continued his intimacy and friendship with Mathews, with few in termissions, up to the period of the comedian's death. One interruption, however, there was, which threatened to be fatal to their futere good understanding. It oc curred about the year 1827, when Mr. Hook, in one of his humorous veins, was irresistibly tempted to work upon some traditional accounts picked up, of the strolling players of other days (for the race must have been extinct before he was born), and to publish their supposed " sayings and doings" in that admirable series in the story of Gervaise Skinner. The " Journal of an Autumn in the Country' is an entertaining melange of literary anecdote and gossip, interspersed with brief critical re marks. Speaking incidentally of Lord Orrery, the friend of Swift, the writer compares him to Bos welt—a strange comparison, for the immortal Bozzy is like no author we ever heard of, whe ther in ancient or modern literature. He stands alone—a glorious Unit ! Again, we are told' that 'Warburton greatly resembled Johnson. In his haughty arrogance, perhaps, he did, but in no thing else. Warburton was fond of paradox and of abstruse theological speculations, which he pushed at times beyond the pale of orthodoxy ; Johnson had no relish for paradox, and in matters of divinity was more orthodox, if possible, than an Archbishop. Warburton obtained fame chiefly by his show of erudition, which was prodigious; Johnson obtained it, less by his scholarship, which was by no means extraordinary, than by the innate force of Isis genius. Warburton had some fancy, but no wit; Johnson abounded in both. Warburton was in no respect remarkable for his conversational powers; Johnson was the most brilliant talker of his day. 'There were many other points of discrepancy between them ; but we have no lei sure to revert to them, so must hurry on. "'Budget of a Blue Jacket" is a narrative, penned by one who was present at the time of the dis interment of the ashes of Napoleon, during which solemn proceeding, we are told, "it is not easy to paint the emotion of all present. General Bertrand made an involuntary bound, as though he were about to throw : himself into the arms of the Emperor. Many sobbed convul sively ; others were sad and silent; but every eye was moist." " A Chapter on Dogs" is .mart and lively ; and in . the " History of Samuel Tit marsh" we have some satirical particulars of one or two flash Joint-stack London Companies. We shall be glad to see Mr.Titmarsh's reminiscences of his ancestor continued, for they teem with point and vigour. The last article is on the sub ject of the late publisher of this Magazine, whose character is drawn with a friendly pen, though nothing is advanced that is not strictly warranted. Mr. Fraser was, really and truly, a generous friend to literature ; munificent to those men of genius who needed his assistance ; social, hospi table, steady in his attachments, and possessed of no ordinary powers of understanding. is a picturesque acco un t of a the Highlands of S co tl an d. UN ITED SERVICE JOURNAL. " A Three Week s ' Rambl e and Cruize in the Summer r e o l f a I n B d 4 , I a , d scenes immortalized by the genius of Sir Walter Scott, so set out for the Trossachs, in the full Conviction that he was about to behold a sort of "Arcadian clime. But, alas, for the difference between fiction and fact! The weather was exe crable; the sun invisible; the landscape hid from view by the grey, ragged, spongy clouds ; and he was actually compelled to make the cir cuit of the " Lady of the Lake's" dominions under an umbrella, which,_as a matter of course, turned inside out whenever the rain and wind were more than ordinarily lively ! " Military Force of Great Britain," is a very useful statis tical article, a nd put forth just at a fitting season. (t Anson's x pedition," is passable ; and so is the account of " Syria during the Campaign under IVlehemet Ali," although. it adds little to the public stock of information on the subject. THE CHURCHMAN. This periodical, described as " a magazine in support of the Church," must give the reader a most unfavourable idea of the establishment which it would take under its protection. It accuses other sects and political parties of false hoodswithout the slightest foundation; claims for the Church, though covertly, exclusive loyalty and piety•, and imputes to what the writer is THE SUN, LONDON, MONDAY, NOVEMBER, 1 1841. pleased to call the Whig,-Radical Press state ments utterly devoid of truth. Whit Whig- Radical paper ever represented the Queen as gardless of the sanctity of the Sabbath, as inat tentive to family devotion, and as absorbed with the pleasures of the Court? Not one. - But some of the parsons did, to their disgrace as Chris tiansand men. Now, if we are to believe this oracle, they overflow with love to her Majesty. Tn the first half page the word " love " occurs ten times, and is understood twenty more, form ing the most mawkish piece of silly twaddle that ever issued from the press. "We love the Church," says this parson, " but we love like wise the Queen. We love the -office of the 'Queen—we love the family—we love the illus trious foreign houses—we love the house of Brunswick, the houses of Cobourg and Gotha— We love the person of our young Queen—we love herself for her own charms, her sex—we love her illustrious consort, and their cherished and beloved child, the Princess Royal," &c. &c. He then begips a new theme with this charitable an nouncement:—" It is false, wholly false, that Protestant Conservatives do not love their Queen." For the peace of society we sincerely hope that this writer does not represent the clergy of England. BRITISH MAGAZINE. A monthly register of religious and ecclesias tical information, parochial history, com piled with skill and diligence, and containing, by way of frontispiece, a map of the diocese of Chester. TAIT'S MAGAZINE. After being discontinued for some months, the " Memoirs of Jeremy i Bentham" are here re sumed. Dr. Bowring s the editor, but we can not congratulate him on his success ; for the few original passages furnished by him, with a view of keeping up the unity of the narrative ; are as dry. and matter-of-fact as a tradesman's ledger. It must be said, however, to the Doctor's credit, that, for the most part, he leaves Bentham to tell his own story ; but, as Jeremy is a dull fel low, and his biographer a still duller, the combi nation of the two dullnesses becomes quite alarm ing, as much so, as if Hume and IVlacculloch were to club together to write a fairy-tale ! Al luding cursorily to the celebrated Brissot, to whom he was introduced when in Paris, Ben tham says that he " was a little weak man, ignorant of the world. His influence was due to a great fluency in writing. He kept up a daily newspaper himself ; it was a mighty small thing, but he, could be depended on; and he became the organ of a party that could depend on him, and on nobody else. He really erected a public-opinion tribu nal of his own, which raised him to be the head of his party. His conversation was not remark , able." Brissot is here underrated ; but, indeed, HAYMARKET THEATRE. The Quadruou Slave, a drama in two acts, adapted from the French, and produced on Saturday, is good in idea, but its execution is indifferent. A high prin cipled gentleman in Jamaica, a member of the Colonial Legislature, while possessing every virtue, is a severe anti-abolitionist (F. Vining), and the cruelties of which his heart disapproves he sanctions from regard to disci pline. lle is betrothed to a lady (Madlle. Celeste) of unknown origin, who is likewise beloved by a young man (J. Webster), the very opposite of his favoured rival, an advocate of the cause of philanthropy, yet less infea , enced by principle, and generally acting from sudden impulses. When the anti-abolitionist would consent to the punishment of a slave, the lady and the generous young man are the pleaders for mercy. Circumstances invert this position ; the youth is indignant at the pre ference shown to his rival, who is married in the course of the piece, conceives his feelings have been trifled with by the lady, and sopns finds materials for a terrible re venge. The lady, though her complexion is fair, and though she has had the advantages of a liberal educa tion, turns out to be a slave by birth, and the property of the young man, who, blinded by passion, demands her of her husband, and replies to the agonized en treaties of the latter, by using his own arguments. It should be observed the, the disclosure of her real situa tion to the anti-abolitionist is left to the wife herself, and this gives the one point in the character—a point which was well made by Mademoiselle Celeste. To ex tricate herself from the dilemma, the Quadroon Slave is about to drown herself, but the better feelings of the young man prevail ; lie tears up the document that alone gives him title to her, joins the hands of the married pair, and the lady's extraction remains a secret. The piece was triumphantly successful ; the freedom given to the slave produced a pleasing sensation, and the curtain dropped upon the gratification of a philanthropic feeling. which manifested itself in loud applause, and hearty shouts for Mademoiselle Celeste. Mr. J. Web ster played the impetuous young man with a great deal of judgment, and a vigour which is not often displayed. SPIRIT of the PUBLIC JOURNALS FROM THE MORNING- PAPERS OF THIS DAY. HERALD.—Had .Lord Monteagle been as attentive to the duties of his office from the time when the gross Newport-Rice job was perpetrated as he now is, the enormous national fraud that has been committed would never .have been committed, the public faith in a most valuable and popular description of public securities would not have been shaken, the price of Consols on the arrival of the intelligence of Mr. M'Leod's acquittal would not have remained almost as it was during the agony of his trial, and the country bankers and other holders of the duplicate Exchequer Bills would not have been placed in the painful state of doubt in which they now are. The present bustling activity of his Lordship is perhaps the most severe practical censure that can be ap plied to his past negligence. Lord Monteagle is paid two thousand pounds sterling per annum for superintending and controlling the Exchequer ; he has neither super intended nor controlled that department of the state; and his poor and miserable excuse is that his predecessors, Sir John Newport and Lord Grenville, did no more than he has done—which is nothing. Now, why have the comptrollers of the Exchequer been in the habit of pocketing two thousand pounds a year without perform ing any public duties ? Simply because in the hands of Whig comptrollers—for all these three personages, be it recollected, were Whigs—that high and respor.sible office has been converted into a sinecure. Lord Grey's Cabinet had an opportunity of placing this high office on a proper footing ; but they pei petuated it as . a sinecure, to put its emoluments into the pocket of the worn-out Whig hack, , Sir John Newport, who during the six years he retained the place never saw the Exchequer office. Lord Melbourne's Administration did worse ; on the basis of this job they erected another—they got the aged Whig partisan to retire, on the false plea that he was too infirm to fulfil duties, which he had never even attempted to undertake, in order that they might thrust their ejected colleague into a com fortable life-place. If Sir John Newport retired because he was physically incapable of performing the duties alleged to be incident to his place, Lord Monteagle's qualification was his competency ; but his Lordship has proved more negligent, with all his bodily activity, than the aged victim of his voracity. The reason, we repeat, is, because the place, in his possession, was intended to be a sinecure, and his Lordship has not baulked the in tention. The cause of this enormous fraud may be sum med up in one word—Jon !In that job Lord Monteagle is the latest actor.- It would appear that his Lordship wishes to cast doubt,son the genuineness of the bills fra dulently issued by Mr. Smith, his agent ; happily, how ever, Lord Monteagle's authority on that point is just as worthless as on most other subjects ; the law of the case we have shown to be indisputably in favour of the holders, and no Government can afford so to prejudice this description of public securities as they would do by a refusal to be bound, in the present instance, by the acts of their own servants. The anxiety of the public mied as to the fate of M'Leod is now relieved. The news of his acquittal, the ac counts of the deportment of the Court, the charge of the Judge, and the circumstances attending the deli very of the verdict of the Jury,—so far as they go, — impart a character of the highest and most satisfactory interest to the papers and despatches received by the " Acadia." It is pleasing, indeed, to contemplate, un der any circumstances, so noble a spectacle as the ma jesty of law and justice riding in tranquil triumph over the wildest 'tide of popular violence and through the most furious tempest of popular faction. And this spectacle has been afforded to the world at large by the dignified and con scientious m nncr in which an American Judge and an American Jury have discharged their high and responsible duties. Did the case end here—were this " the be-all, and the end-all," of the blow, which has been struck — we should not interpose one word to mar the favourable aspect of affairs in connection with our American rela tions, which the termination of M'Leod's affair appears to have imparted to them. But, without derogating . in the least degree from the clear and dispassionate review of the facts into which the charge of Mr. Justice Gridley entered, we cannot shut our eyes to the remarkable fact that the whole gist of that charge went to this; that the judgment of the Court above—the Supreme Court—had already affirmed the fact of the murder of Durfee; and that the three several grounds maintained by M'Leod's Counsel as "excusing, in the individuals, the act charged against them—namely, first, because those acts were authorized; and, secondly, because done in self-defence; and, again, because the whole transaction has already become the subject of recognition between the two Governments, so as to deprive this Court of jurisdic tion over the offence," were equally overruled. The judgment of the Supreme Court had already found that the killing of Durfee, although performed in the prose cution of an enterprise like that which had been de scribed to the Court, was murder • " it followed, then, that all who were engaged in it had been guilty of the same offence." It was nut necessary to prove that the arm or weapon of M'Leod dealt the blow; it was enough if he had been engaged in the enterprise with others. The Learned Judge continued—" Then comes the question—the im portant question on which you are to pass—is Alexan der M'Leod guilty of that murder?" Now, this was blinking the whole question of the rights of a foreign in dependent State against rebels opposed to it as bellige rents, and against subjects of a friendly State aiding and abetting those belligerent rebels, That which would be murder under circumstances not coming within this ca tegory ceases to be so under these conditions. The oc cupation of the Caroline, piratically trading with muni tions of war and stores to rebels to the British authority carrying on their designs and communications on British waters, took, from all parties engaged in those transac tions, or on board that vessel, the rights of subjects of a friendly power. TIMES.—From the fact that Mr. M'Leod's life and liberty, whatever might be done by the solemn little folks at Utica, had been virtually guaranteed by Mr. Webster on behalf of the American Government, we must frankly own that we have awaited our countryman's fate with much irreverent composure. Poor Judge Grid ley—one can scarcely read his elzborate summing up without a compassionate smile ! Conceiving that he had to deal with the most important cause that had ever agi tated the world, the anxious functionary seems to have been literally bowed to the dust under the weight of his fancied responsibility. The quiet and humble apart ment he sat in, became, in his excited imagination, " the solemn temple of justice. The presence of a few straggling Canadians, whom curiosity had attracted to the spot, was felt to be so flattering to the solemnity, that the Judge publicly complimented them as " distin guished actors in the scenes of blood and suffering " con nected with the suppression of .the M'lcenzie rebellion, Whatever excesses might have disgraced the Republican frontier, no unseemly ebullitions had ventured to escape in the consecrated Court of Utica. The entire cir cumstances of the cerenaonial had , perfectly delighted Judge Gridley. Nothing, he thought, could possibly equal the ta lent and learning evinced by the Attor ney-General of. New York, except perhaps the ability of the prisoner's Counsel, and the decorum of the people's Jury. All the mass of worthless evi dence adduced for the prosecution, was as patiently ana lyzed by Judge Gridley, with the usual cautious dis tinctions, as if it`Leod', life had been lyettally dependent on the issue ; and after indulging in a long and wasteful expenditure of profound judicial saws , the com p lacent luminary As onstrained at last to let the Jury retire, They, too, lest the farce should suffer in their part of the representation, make a decent show of hesitation, although, as even the New York journals confess, their acquittal had been agreed on two days before. Thus, if any sensible portion of the British public ever conceived that the continuance of our amicable relations with America depended upon the issue of M'Leod's trial, - their apprehensions on that score may now be considered at an end. POST.—We foretold some days ago that the trial - of Mr. M'Leod would terminate in his release, and we fore told this upon no vague or conjectural grounds, but upon distinct information, which we had the good fortune to receive, as to the nature of the evidence to be produced against him. Our prediction has been fully realised. From the full report of the trial of Mr. M'Leod, which has been received at Liverpool by the Acadia steam-ship, it will be seen that the Jury pronounced,. upon the evi dence, this gentleman not guilty of the crime alleged against him, and thus relieved the Governor of New York from the duty he had determined, if necessary, to fulfil, of exonerating an iLdividual of whose innocence, whatever might have been the verdict of the Jury, he had become convinced. The people of the United States . and those of Great Britain, are equally to be congratu lated on this result of the affair of Mr. M'Leod, since it leaves the really important questions still in controversy between,the two countries, to be adjusted with the calm less and 'coolness that the discussion of impel tant clues ions reclaims, that conduce to an equitable decision, and Ghat befit the character of wise and powerful States. CHRONICLE.—A considerable portion of our paper to-day is occupied with the trial of 111.‘Leod. The result of this trial might have been easily anticipated from the proceedings of the three first days, published and com mented upon in the Chronicle last week. The manner, however, in which the investigation has been conducted is highly creditable to the character of the judicial tri bunals of America. Had the case been one affecting an American subject iri England, and triable at one of our assizes, we could not have wished the mere formal pro ceedings to have passed off otherwise than they did at Utica. The question of M'Leod's " Inability' at all is, however, another matter, and one upon which, if we are to credit the, Tory press, Lord Aberdeen is determined to make a stand, in opposition to the decision of the Supreme Court of New York. Is this one of the questions his Lordship intends to submit to the arbitration Of Louis Philippe ? On Friday last we intimated our belief that the British Government in tended to have recourse to some such method of at once complimenting a doubtful ally, and compromising a question of national interest. The ilforntng Herald, usually well-informed upon questions of Tory foreign policy, says on Saturday— " We have reason to believe that if any serious differ ence should arise between Great Britain and the United States of America, relative to the trial of M'Leod, the nort h-eastern boundary, or any other question pending between both countries, our Government has agreed to accept the mediation of France, which mediation has been offered as a guarantee of peace and good-will be tween the French and the English Cabinets." Relatively to the trial tif M'Leod, no question is likely to arise between England and America. The question of international law iovolved in the Caroline affair is not a question for arbitration. We might as well appeal to Louis Philippe from a decision of the Queen's Bench. It is a mere question of law (upon the facts of the case there can be now no doubt), on which all the legal ad visers of the Crown have given a decided opinion. As to making the boundary question one of arbitration, it is the merest delusion to suppose that this would " settle" it. Why it has been arbitrated upon already. America refuses to be bound by the decision of the King of Hol land. What guarantee has Lord Aberdeen that America will be bound by the decision of Louis Philippe, or is Louis Philippe an arbitrator such as England ought to accept upon such a question ? We cannot yet believe that this is to be the first step of Lord Aberdeen's fo reign MONEY MARKET and CITY NEWS (FROM THE MORNING PAPERS OF THIS DAY.) CHRONICLE.—At the date of the Acadia's depar ture from New York, the market for State Stocks was generally heavy, and prices depressed, from an appre hension that Mr. Jaudon would fail in obtaining a re newal of the period for payment of the debentures of the Bank of the United States. Had Mr. Jaudon been un successful in that object, the large mass of State Stocks deposited on security of the European loans, would have been thrown on the market, and a serious depression must have followed. When it is known on the other side that Mr. Jaudon has succeeded in effecting an ar rangement for another year certain, by a fresh deposit and bonus to the holders, it is likely that the prices of Stocks will improve in America, as the Money Market is easy, and the fears of any serious misunderstanding with this country must now be removed. We have been told to-day that Mr. Beaumont Smith's first fraud was to the extent of 5001. Being hard pressed for that sum of money, he either fabricated an Ex chequer Bill for the amount, or purloined one, en which he raised the money. The anxiety displayed by Mr. Smith that the lender should on no account part with the bill, and that the identical document should be returned, attracted his at tention. He immediately suspected how the matter stood, and determined to take advantage of it. He ac cordingly told Smith that he knew he was in his power, and that he could ruin him, which he certainly would do by an immediate exposure, unless he instantly consented to comply with his demands, which were, that the unfor tunate man should supply him with Exchequer Bills, from time to time, to such amount as he might require. It is said that Smith, finding himself in this man's power, consented to his terms, and thus began that career of crime which has brought him to his present disgrace ful condition. This anecdote is current in the city, and as such we give it. It is very likely to be founded on fact, but on the other hand may have been purposely got up to create a sympathy in Smith's favour. POST.—The acquittal of Mr. M`Leod at Utica, ac companied by the release of Major Grogan, has given a decided impulse to the markets for our domestic securi f es, the announcement of the event in extra editions of the journals being quickly followed by an advance of no Less than per cent. The settlement of this affair, as it was one that threatened to disturb the amicable rela tions which have subsisted between Great Britain and the United States since 1814, has given great satisfac tion to the mercantile interest. So completely has it, in fact, absorbed attention in the City as to have cast the unpleasant Exchequer Bill matter into the shade ; and we are glad to have the opportunity of record ing the circumstance, inasmuch as it proves very clearly that the more intelligent and respectable classes of society in this country do not entertain that hostile feeling towards the Americans, which they have been given to suppose from the illiberal attacks made upon them in the newspapers. Our merchants want no war with any nation, and least of all can they want it with the United States, a country with which they have been so long connected by an intercourse that has proved conducive to the interests of both communities. The summing up of the evidence adduced upon the late trial by Judge Gridley, is referred to as one that is demonstra tive alike of the good sense and impartiality of the indi vidual ; and certainly the commendation bestowed upon him is not undeserved. It had been fancied that Mr. Gridley was biassed to the prejudice of Mr. M‘Leod, and that the weight of his influence would have been thrown into the scale of the party charged with the prosecution; yet with how little justice. The distinction drawn between one class of witnesses and another was judicious, and may be held up as an example worthy of adoption in the forensic administration of any. country. There had been more than enough said to provoke a feeling of ani mosity in the public mind of America against England, from the contagion of which very few or none of her citizens, with their deeply-rooted nationalities, were ex empt ; but the honesty of the Judge seems to have been impregnable. He heard with patience all that the wit nesses had to say on both sides—all that the Counsel employed had to urge in behalf of their respectivet clients, and whose abilities appear to be entitled t tp a g t r t e i s l i e respect, but he could not be brought to bee h pro of Mr. M‘Leod was foun ded onli the basis of • COURT CIRCULAR. , . The Queen and Prince Albert, and the Royal House hold, attended Divine Service yesterday morning in Buckingham Palace. The Hon. and Rev.. Mr. Koppel, Deputy Clerk of the Closet in waiting, officiated. Her Royal highness the Duchess of Kent visited her Majesty and Prince Albert on Saturday. Her 'Majesty and Prince Albert walked in the garden of Buckingham Palace on Saturday afternoon. Her Royal Highness the Duchess of Kent, attended by Lady Charlotte Dundas, dined with her Majesty 'on Saturday. The Band of the First Life Guards was in attendance at the Palace during the evening. . The Queen Dowager is in most respects much the same as yesterday (Friday), though at one period of the night her Majesty, was a good deal harrassed by ker cough. The Duke of Cambridge arrived in town on Saturday from his residence at Kew, and visited the Duchess of Kent at Clarence House, and the Duchess of Gloucester, at Gloucester House. his Royal Highness attended by Baron Knesebeck, returned to Kew in the afternoon. His Serene Highness Prince Ernest of Hesse Philpps thal, went to Kew on Saturday, and visited their Royal Highnesses the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. A Cabinet Council was held on Saturday afternoon, at the Foreign-office.' It was attended by Sir Robert Peel, the Duke of Wellington, Lord Lyndhurst, Lord Wharn cliffe, the Duke of _Buckingham, the Earl of Aberdeen, Lord Stanley, Sir James Graham, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, the Earl of Haddington, Earl of Ripon, Lord Fitzgerald and Vesci, and Sir Henry Hardinge.— The Council sat two hours. Sir Charles Fitzroy, and Mr. Irving, M.P., had in terviews with Lord Stanley on Saturday, at the Colo nial-office. Sir Robert Peel had a dinner party on Saturday, at his residence in Whitehall-gardens. - Despatches were sent off on Saturday eyei!i the Colonial-office, for the Lord High Comm the lonian Islands. n g , n er of from METROPOLITAN YOUNG MEN'S .ANTI-MO - ASSOCIATION.—A public ineetin,,,, is to be held this evening, at the Standard Theatre, Shoreditch, for the purpose of forming a District Committee in that locality to act in connexion with the G e ntral Committee o editch only the above s been Association. If the young men of Shor fol low, on this occasion , t he example which has alway set them by t h e i r f a thers, the F riends of Free Trade will be greatly indebted to them for their noble exertions. M. Bubini left Bordeaux again for Madrid on the 23d inst. The whole proceeds of the concert at which be sang were given, according to the intention we have 411. = weed, for the benefit o f ti n p oor of the town. LORD DE GREY' S VISIT THE . : TIEEATRa nant p Hawkinsoesueeet, yesterdayaid his first l.laE - DUBLIN, OCT. 29.—The Lord Lieute: visit to the Theatre Royal, every p ev a e r n t ing rn . s T E h x e re h l o le u n s c e y, w box appropriated for the Vice-regal e as t half-pmaestlyseerval‘en, cusped in cusped the par ty, a esd was re ceived with general acclamation. He was attired in the costume of a general officer, and was attended by lowing members of his household :—LordAberd.our, the Simpson, Capt. Hon. A. Cole, A.D.C., Col. t;lie fol :Park,san Comptroller, and Capt. Williams, Master of the Horse:. The performances selected for the occasion were, the comedy of As You Like It, and the LOtteiy Ticket. It soon became apparent that the house was packed with Orangemen, and it has since transpired that the members of the lodges were brought together by circulars, issued yesterday. The " Kentish fire, the favourite mode of Orange rejoicing, was raised soon after the first act, and the faction became more boisterous as the play proceeded. A number of persons in the pit cheered: for " the new Lord Mayor," but this attempt at a counter demonstration only increased the fury of the Orange-- me n, and during the remainder of the eveni n g little else could be heard but the repeated rounds of the "Kentish fire," and the yellings of the Orangemen for "Peel, Stanley, and Lyndhurst." During the afterpiece the house presented a disgusting scene of uproar and tumult. The Lord-Lieutenant (who is evidently a weak man in the hands of bad advisers) gave open countenance to the factious display of the Orangenien. His Excellency rose repeatedly and bowed his acknowledgments to the Kentish firemen. Looking at this most discreditable exhibition, in which the Queen s representative took so prominent a part, one is astonished at the total absence of all reserve upon the part of his Excellency. The Orangemen raised their flag over the box occupied by Lord Had dinton i n . 1835, for which Sir R. Peel some years after denounced them as " vagabonds," but the scene last night was a much more scamlalous display of faction, and. Lord de Grey, unlike Lord Haddington, openly par ticiated in the exhibition. When , t he Oran g emen in the pit quari'elled with some dissenting :f e - iberals, his Excel lency laughed aloud. In fact, the hole se resembled an uproarious Orange lodge, with the Lord Xieutenant pre siding as Grand Master. The Times of Thursday says—" Earl de Grey seems to have alighted upon Ireland like the bird or calm upon a tempestuoussea. If the writer of this flummery had been in the theatre last nigh t he would have seen -Lord de Grey more like a bird of storm amidst the tempe:'st of party fury. The Tory papers do not attempt to deny the Orange manifestations, but pretend that it was the result of an attempt to get up " a cheer for O'Connell, the new Lord Mayor." The Evening Mail says— , " The utmost decorum and good order. prevailed until the cheer-for O'Connell was raised ; and our readers can best form their opinions from the extracts we , sub join from the three papers publis hed this mornin g ." The Evening Mail, being the organ of the Orange • party, does not deny, but glories in the manifestation. The following are the extracts quoted by the Mail ' (From Saunders's ll'ews Letter.) The comedy proceeded, and was heard with the utmost. attention, except on one occasion, when an individual in the gallery, indulging himself by calling for a cheer for the new Lord Mayor, led to a decisive demonstration, that put an end to all opposition. Silence was not as well pre.s.erved during the farce; for, from the impatience of so long-continued a pressure, and, the desire to manifest the opinions of the great majorityof the audience, the afterpieco was not heard. The perform ances were so much shorter than usual, that when his Ex.-- cellency left the State box, which he did amid similar• d e monstrations to those which greeted him on his en trance, no carriage was in waiting, A delay of nearly half an hour occurred, and during that period a large crowd collected around the theatre. The Noble Earl left at twenty minutes to eleven o'clock'/or the Vice-royal Lodge, loudly cheered by those present. No Lord Mayor attended in his official capacity, Sir J. K. James being now .funetus officio, and his suc cessor, under the recent Act of Parliament, not being yet appointed. • (From the Freeman's Journal.) The first act of the play passed off quietly enough,. but the confusion for which the greater part of the audience came prepared, soon after com menced, and went on increasing in violence to the end. One loud and hearty cheer, which com pletely set the Kentish fire at defiance, was raised for O'Connell, the new Lord Mayor of Dublin ;" but during the rest of the evening the Liberal portion of the audience seemed to enjoy the scene with perfect good humour, occasionally laughing heartily at the disgraoeful exhibition of the Orange . faction. The afterpiece was the,Lottery Ticket, but the yelling and Kentish fire had; by this time, risen to such a pitch that this portion of the• performance passed off in pantomime. The seats of the pit were invaded by a general rush, and amidst the screams of females, and the confusion of crushing and skirmishing in various parts of the house, a scene which we must designate as in the highest degree disgraceful took place. When the national air of "Patrick's Day" was played, after " God save the Queen," it was quite drowned in the yells and Kentish fire. His Excellency • appeared to enjoy the whole proceedings very much, and repeatedly rose to acknowledge the greetings of the Kentish-firemen. Among the shouts which were re spended to by these factious demonstrators, during the evening, were those of "Stanley," "Peek" " ton," with several others, which, in the hideous urroar, it was impossible to catch. (From the Morning Register.) His Excellency arrived at the house about half-past seven o'clock, attended by an escort of Dragoons, and was received by Mr. Calcraft, who attended him to the Vice-regal box. The entrance of his Lordship was the signal for one of the most uproarious party demonstra tions every witnessed within the walls of. a theatre_ " Peel's vagabonds" were truly in a most glorious mood; they shrieked, they shouted, they yelled ; and when sheer exhaustion compelled them to a cessation from their vocal labours, they had recourse to the Kentish fire, with repeated rounds of which they closed their welcome of his Lordship. His Excellency bowed and smiled, and bowed again, in recognition of the compliments showered upon him ; but when in the course of the evening the scene became more noisy and offensive to the feelings of those not belonging to the party with which the house was packed, his Excellency laughed outright—even a row in the pit, under his Excellency's box, resulting from the insufferable conduct of his admirers, did not induce him to adopt a course less calculated to encourage those ebullitions of party feeling. They shouted for Peel— they shouted for Stanley—they shouted for Wellington and Lyndhurst. FAILURE OF THE HARVEST. The monthly report for the counties of Waterford, Tipperary, Kilkenny, and Wexford, gives the following alarming account of the harvest:—" The results to a vast portion of our agricultural population are, we regret to say, calamitous in the extreme; so much so, that we feel bound, notwithstanding our conviction of the impolicy and iniquity of any restrictions upon the corn-trade, to cry out loudly for some measure restrictive of exporta tion as a protection against the ordeal of famine and its concomitant disease, with which otherwise our people will have to contend before the next harvest sets in. In the best limestone lands, and on the driest soils, potatoes are a bad crop, deficient in quantity, and most inferior in quality, while in the moorland and wet soils there never was a m ore appalling failure, as snyit ialtogether unfit for nd t human quarter of the civi lised world, save unfortunate Ireland. The digging out of this crop lia4 now commenced generally throughout the country, unfavourable though the state of the soil be for this important operation, ang serious apprehen sions are entertained, should the rain continue, as to the great difficulty of harvesting any portion of it in a sound condition. The corn-crop generally has been gathered a s tnthrniece fields,trs. thereb someot,ha are ene quan titiesx t stack e n-ashinorinei swarth, ,s i a n t rr i: s e ai rs d , sins unsatisfactory timll oruotnttianign on le d ryo i vuu y ela e dlhi s tab t y i vr l ei l no n e : , e r tni i .h p oke e mn , oo a oaw n rt d ene and, t o ahn cfnraedonopuwrfiiessreeh,ganea‘n,eneevdrear seeniti generally samplesb the be reaped. most oflovianhtfisecTrhailnoi 'shillings pe r b arre l i n t h e mar k e t. B ar ley, as to pro duce, is an average crop, but it is of rather discoloured and damp quality. Wheat 'has fully justified the opi nions which were expressed by us in our last report, and, as to produce, has turned out a highly remunerative crop, and, generally speaking, of very fair quality. A vast portion of the late-mown hay crop is fit only for the dungheap.' THE LORD MAYOR OF DUBLIN AND THE BARONETCY. We have seen a letter from London, which states that the greatest anxiety prevails - amongst the friends of the outgoing Lord Mayor, Alderman Johnson, and the Lord Mayor elect, Alderman Pirie, as to the theßoyal - couchement—for in the event of the Queen blessing nation with a Prince before the 9th of November , the present Lord Mayor would be entitled to the baronetcy; . but should this auspicious event take place subsequent to the 9th of November, Alderman Piriee as the Lord i o ur know bl Mayor of London, would obtain the elevation. _ The writer, in conclusion, observes, that Mr. O'Connell,as Lord,Mayor of Dublin, and the first Catholinctioseed for ages, would, in despite of the enemy, e_ what would he the .feelings of the Rig receive a honour. We should .bes‘h,bgtlelan...de_tnioving di.. Baronet the First Lord of the Treasu k g ructions at Me Ina nailer -office fur s ma mg out the letters • 's ancient ' and loyal Bart„' Lord `Alayor of half al ? e te patencof Right Honourable t . ir Daniel O'Connell cs CONICS - SIITUWBECN •Oli• KINGSTO N, mana.--Th e hull of a very large vessel, keel upwards,. was, on Sun ' day morning lakt, driven on the rocks in Kingston har bour, Dublin.= Morning g of the crew were found alongside the wreck ; b ut owing bome on the, coast of Connemara, and the bodies of three to the position of the vessel, her name could-not be dis covered. The cargo consisted of timber and deals. It is supposed that the vessel had capsized during the storm of ti'l3 prece ding night. The Admiralty having given their order to Mr. Duggan, he has taken possession of the wreck, and is storing the cargo.—Freeman's Journal. PROVIDENTIAL ESCAPE.—Last night, as Mr. Samuel Ewen, of South-place, Finsbury-square, was standing on the covered floating barge at the London bridge Wharf, 'waiting the arrival of the City of Canter bury steamer from Margate, he was unfortunately pre cipitated into the river, the tide at the time running strong ; and although a good swimmer, yet being en cumbered with his great coat, and the night being dark, he was almost immediately sucked under the vessel, and was given up for lost, when one of the wherries put off to his assistance, and succeedc darter sometime in rescuing him fr. in his peri'ous situation, although in an exhaused s'ate. From the very frequent and fatal accidents which have occurred of late at these landing places, we suggest that I a rail for the protection of the public ought immediately to be erected round each of the floating piers, both above and below bridge, leaving a convenient space only suffi cient to pass to and from the steamers. EVENING SUN C ). „ e, co stV 4 0 ( I,C ,to o et) , :(10 # bee' d , re s tiypd' leo c ; iss. i 701.