The Sun. — London, England, 1842-09-01 00:00:00

COURT CIRCULAR. His Royal Highness the Duke of Cambridge, at tended by Colonel Jones, left Cambridge House, on Tuesday afternoon for his residence at Kew. Captain Fitzgerald, R.N., had an interview with Lord Stanley, on Tuesday, at the Colonial-office. M. Fortique, the Venezuelan Minister, transacted business on Tuesday, at the Foreign-office. M. Drouet, the Belgian Charge d'Affaires, transacted bu siness yesterday, at the office of the Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs. Earl Auckland transacted business yesterday at the Treasury. Dispatches from Sir George Gipps, Governor of New South Wales, were received yesterday afternoon at the Colonial-office. LITERATURE. LIVES of the QUEENS of ENGLAND. Vol. V. Coburn, Lon'clon, 1842. The best and most carefully written Life in the Volume before us, is that of Queen Mary, through out m hich Miss Strickland, the biographer, evinces a more than ordinary degree of research. The ma jority of our English historians have insisted on the homely, and even repulsive expression of this Queen's countenance, but Miss Strickland quotes a variety of cr' ions contemporary authorities to prove that she was far from ill-looking, and indeed, at one period of her life, was of an attractive exterior. The biography of this bigoted Sovereign will well repay an attentive perusal, for it abounds in interesting matters of in thrmation, some of which will be quite new to the majority of readers. ILLNESS OF MISS ADELAIDE KEMBLE. BRIGHTON, AUG. 31.—Our readers are already aware that Miss Kemble was announced to sing at a morning concert in Brighton on Wednesday. A great number o. reserved seats were taken, and we may judge the disappointment experienced by those who had purchased tickets on reading a handbill, of which the following is a copy : " 81, Harley-street, Cavendish-square, " Wednesday Morning, Eight o'Clock. " Dear Sir,—My daughter, Miss Adelaide Kemble, is so seriously indisposed this morning as to render it impossible for her to go to Brighton. I regret this disappointment very deeply, and can only offer her services for Brighton and Worthing, at any future day you may select. Yours very respectfully, " C. KEMBLE. " P.S.—The early hour of the morning, as well as the shortness of time, prevent my sending you a medical certificate, which, however, I will do in the course of the day. " C. K. " Mr. F. Beale." Most of the company were not aware of this till they entered the room, but being already dressed for the concert, they seemed determined to hear as much as could be provided for them, and Miss Rainforth, Mr. Dalfe, Mr. Wei :is, Madame Dulcken, and Don F. I luerta gave great satisfaction by their respective per formances. The lateral canal of the Aisne, begun in 1838, is at present termi na t e d , and will be soon opened to the public. This noble work, of 51,500 metres in length, extending from the canal of the Ardennes to Conde, has been finished by the State in four years. The second pFt of the works fi.r the improvement of the Aisne, consisting of the canalisation of this river from Conde to its falling into the Oise, will soon be completed. The Town Council of Glasgow, on the 24th inst., addressed a letter to the Home Secretary, urgently re• questing the honour of a visit from her Majesty to that city. The request was laid before the Queen, and her Majesty directed Sir James Graham to express her great regret that it would not be in her power, during the short period to which her stay in Scotland was limited, to visit the city of Glasgow. THE GREENWICH RAILWAY AND THE THAMES TUNNELL.—A new station has been erected, and will be opened in a few days, so as to afford facilities to the public making their way from the north side of the river and the numerous docks to Greenwich, &e. It is situated at the Spa-road, BerLiondsey, midway between London and Greenwich. THE SUN, LONDON, THURSDAY EVENING, SEPTEMBER 1, 1842. Itttion at Tamworth, and by that mode of convey ice would reach Darlinffton this evening, and fryrn t - L;:nce would proceed by post to Dalkeith, nearly 6Q miles. The Earl of Aberdeen will not reach here before to-morrow afternoon. Sir James Graham, it is expected, will be unable, froze a press of business, to come tg_Seotland. DALKEITH IJ&)USE, MONDAY: Ifr the course of to-morrow the noble and clistin guiltraci visitors Invited to meet her Majesty and his ktoya . Highness Prince Albert will 'all arrive. Now ready, in 3 vols. post Bvo., DOCTA)R HOOKWELL; OR, THE ANGLO-CATHOLIC FAMILY. A NOVEL. Richard Bentley, New Burlington-street. * " To be had at all the Libraries. THEATRE RbYAL, COVENT-GARDEN. The Public - is respectfully informed that this Theatre will OPEN FO lt THE SEASON Cn SATUUDAY NEXT, SEPTEMBER 3, 1841, Will be I:.•rforinc.l Beßini's Opera of N ()BMA.— Pollio, Mr. W. 11 41 1,0 3 ; -t , roveso' Mr. Giubil'i; Flavius, Mr. Binge; N'rma, Miss \Ade Atli Kemble; Adalgisa, Miss It-in forth ; Clot ilda, Miss Lane. whit.h wiet be Int Mused a New Came: y, in Two Arts, writ - test be BMA gl 4 i Jerrold:E. , q., entitled 6EII FR IT DE'S CHER:RIES, OW WAV.IILGO IN 1825 Willo ighby, Mr. Bartley; Vincent, • DI W. Lacy ;. Gitibert, Mr. addear ; Jack Halcyon, sir. Har ey ; I g o none, trir. Meadows; Angelica, Miss Cooper; Mrs. Crosabone, . rt.:•kiiiiribv ; Gertrude. Mrs. W. Lacy. ' P open at half-past six, and the Performances begin at Seven. S- WMp.7. , , , , 75.. Second Price 3s. 6d ; First and SecondCitcles 55., 't' Price as. 6d.; Pi:Ss. ' Second Price `s. ; Gallery Is. Tickets *id Ali ,or its. Loxes to be taken of Sir. Whitlow, at the Box. CI . f:ora Ten till Four, where Season Tickets may be had. Prifate Bcxes to be had at .' he Box-Otti e; of Mr. Andrews, ,-pn. New Pond-street; Mr. Mitchell, Old Bond street; anti of Mr. - 111ii:is Pali Mall. IHEATRE-ROYAL, ENGLISH OPERA-HOUSE. THIS EVENING, SEI'TE 11BER 1. FOR HE BENEFIT OF MR. F. M Arl HEWS. -$7:l-i be performed, the Dr ma of CHARLES TH TWELFTH. 4,41 r It, Mrs. Planche's Van - eville of THE. WELSH GIRL. To be followed by the Ballet of LA SYLPHIDE. • Donald, Mr. Gilbert; the Iph, Miss Pallin. Jo the course cf the Evening, Miss Lucombe will sing the cele brrlted Scene from " Der Fri ischutz," " Auld Robin Gray ; and Yr. Ilidgwav " The Chinee War," and Tippitywitchet." Td conclude with the Farce f FOR t Y AND FIFTY. nmcc;.g. 45. ht, 9.5.- Gallery, Is. Doors even at half-past Six ; Me. anto ice at Seven; Half-price, a Quartefbefore Nine . - 11Pn V:1 Ee tkoces to be had of Mr. Grogan, at the Private Box-office; and of '.'•lessrt. Andrews, Mitchell, Sams, and Batty, at their Libraries. DAVIDGE'S ROYAL SURREY THEATRE. • Immense attraction. Ihe Opera Company in Two Pieces. THIS EVENING, SEPTEMBER 1, be presented LOVE IN A VILLAGE. To which will be ~ the solend'd New Oran: , Fairy Opera, entitled LITTLE ADING HOOD —The Overture, and the whole of the Mo. conries, d by Mrs. Q. a'Becket, and executed by Miss itomer. Mr. W. Harrison, Mr. Leffler, an increas'd Band and conducted be Mr. G. Stansbury. runcitide with Mr. Bruton's celebrated Farce, entitled BATH. 17 4 in which Mr. G. Wild will perform his original Character, 7 , as and Private Soxes may be r ad of Mr. J. Kerschner, at the .x Wilco, from Eleven till Four daily. ()PAL SURREY ZOOLOGICAL GARDENS. Girandola will commence this week at Half-cast Eight D EVE4ING FETES, MONDAY, TUESDAY, and 141;RA.I.AY, with - the tbllow.iug matchless combination of uniq.e ett:rantlws Thce eletTated MENAGERIE, reendly enriched by several Zoo. Je.4;:eal raritios. ' 'rue 'ituptridous TYPOR AM IC MODEL ALFRESCO of ROME hunt t!-Ie left Intik of the Tiber. '.hire PROW,ENADES oSICALES by the unrivalled Bind of W:tid Instruivents, coreucted by Mr. Godfrey including Berlioz' Vverture Fantre , tique, "Les Francs Juges ;" a New Grand Fantasia Ir. Muller; the Selections from Acis and Galatea," and "Oberon ;" .SsePtiboven's Grand_" Wattle Sinfonia," with its extraordinary idci. dental effects; and a variety of popular pieces 4fre eth2 Concert the Illumination of st. Peter's, and the Giran. ec,!a of -Saint Angelo, with Southby's magnificent Pyrotechnic Spec rtsdlw, Extraordirettry Aquatic Fireworks en the Lake, and Superb t'ateasti of Fire. Adz , 'ssion to the whole of the Entertainments, One Shilling. Open; 4 Ten in [he :corning.—Feeding at Five.—Concert at Half rast fle% .—Fireworks at Halr.rst Eight, ' WATER AT I NDON BRIDGE THIS DAY. . 9 mir es after 15 I Evening, .....49 minutes after 10. P V e g nate LONDON : 1 1111RSD,•tY MOTZI,TING, SEPTEMBER 1, 1842. ~~. Tha member 4 or' ; T the' Anti-Corn-law League sea rcely show vigour enough, we think, in returning the blows of their antagonists. They are fiercely accused by several Journals of It:lying caused and fomented the out brc;ak, and in general they content them- Feires with denying and disproving the cha:ge. • They use their shield admirably, but' they may scarcely hope for victory unless also use their sword with equal effect. Tney :nay tire out their enemies by their passive fvrtitude, and in the end boast of the many blows they have withstood. By such a policy, kowever, they must incur damage, and their f: 'S!st merit will be to escape annihilation. 7 ouglA, we think, to change their course, , ecome the assailants. r , • .1. ior .tiur Farts, were willing, to forget the pa and, " taking things as they at present eta :Id, do our best for the future. But • Tories will not allow us. They . will I fbrth daily their criminations, and v, doggedly persist In reviving and nourishing iii the hateful passions that keep classes asunder. T: , must, therefore, be distinctly told that y are the mischief makers, and it must be inc..tly brought home to them, that, under the {:,•tri• e of order, they are promoting discord by the , rnbridled gratification of their own selfish For years they have had, with a slight inter aption, the legislative andexecutive powers in tit* •ir bands. The vast discontent of the , tharefbre—their social deprivations, and social : misery, are justly chargeable on the To ries. 'Were the people well off and contented, Trades' Unions, Leagues, Associations, and De livagwu. es, would be as powerless as is Sir ROBERT PEEL'S Corn-law in the face of an ample harvest. Those who, by their Corn and other unjust laws, „general - e the social misery, and the social dis content, are ilie real authors of the outbreak, and ought to be branded as public incendiaries. Th e , oonth cf August was supposed to be pe culiarly auspicious to any kind of insurrection in tine North, because it reminded the- thronged Mves thekse of the I\Tanchester Massacre. They were . .abont to do honour to the popular hero of that ear cwhen the tarn-out began, Now, that Ireasac , re - was exclusively the work of the Tories. It Was begun, continued, and ended on Tory p:l7cip:,cs. So deep did it penetrate into the minds o the., manufacturing classes, that many years of subsequent prosperity . 4 "iti!ed to oblite rate the impressibn. It maybe said even to have deepeeel with time and reflection. The Parlia ment wl7,:ch defended it became - generally ()dicing, au G' forfeited from that moment • the cha raga-4 of he oteetor of the people. The urgent ftelipazd for Reform in 1830 is mainly to be tra.c f ed to the. defence 'of the Tory massacre of The satie party which then did so much Nisehief is now again actively at work, using tfiT *maze tools. It both calumniates and im prisons, and woad be more ruinous now than theu, but fortunatt-Iy for us it is shorn of some Of it; power. 1t 1 .1 1839, that party was extremely ac tiro its the manufacturing districts. The old spirit na . glit operate in: new men; the Ministers of that day had imbibed it, and acted on the pCryplles of Toryism. The Whigs, from a new born zt.- alp to be efficient Ministers of the Crown, fn-got their duty to the peopl.. They allowed - themselves to be unduly influenced by the terri fied Tori es of the manufacturing districts, and *o.c:rii,:ceL the principles of liberty to a desire to rropitiatie their political opponents. Th ey se t the coner,:ables and the police into motion some ac lording to the present fashion of Sir GRAHAM. They put down meetings, like tilATciri. is ; and threw men into prison, like the To'ries, o a account of their opinions. From their Toryism„ Chartism gathered strength, and be ca me rife in the land. First, then, the odious ty i'uuny of Toryism, in our own day, led to Re m‘d next to Chartism ; and still the Tories, vaflauirted by disaster, and untaught by ex t.re pursuing the same career. Fac tiot ,;• may be ~ .- n nihilated—they cannot be taught. 'l,le, nest step'in the progress of Toryism will rolably - be Revolution ; and if that come, we owe it to the men who daily abuse the h: 6-Co-:at -jar,* League because it oppoSes and Stet: ggii s to overturn their mischievous legislation. "ha t they did in 1819, in 1839, and at every peric a of our history, they are now doing— st.riii;iii g the law to their own purposes. It is not enorgh for them that they have the making of ibe unless they can also administer it. They he , ,ted th Maigs for nothing so much as for su- pc osedint • them to some extent, and controlling € 43n 1p t. ha administration of the law. What an apilt eiy aid Iliey make about the Whigs appoint ing p opulat magistracy under the new Corpo rite ion Act, and how speedily did they set about 1) 1 ' g Tories in the magistracy whenever they iref urn ed to office ! The law, in fact, is such a jumble the bands of a cunning Magistrate, it may serve any purpose. A piece of parchment, a custom, or a decision.of the Judges, requires a living spirit to interpret it, and the Magistrate or the Secretary cf State may make it speak what he thinks, and what he desires. The Tories thus dis guise their desires in the forms of law, and in its name they give effect to their own passions. In truth, what they call the law, and what they call the Constitution, are little more than their own arbitary will, clothed in these solemn and sacred forms. They . make a law to give them selves wealth and poWer, and they execute it, after their own fashion, to attain the same end. Their perversion of law to ac complish their own objects, their making the Constitution a mere instrument for securinx them wealth and power, is the chief cause of the contempt into which the Con stitution and the law have fallen. By their con tinued injustice they are the authors of the public discontent and of the late insurrection. Of their faults it is now the duty of the League and its supporters to remind them, instead of allowing them to escape from their enormous responsi bility by defending the League from their attacks. It is impossible to read the Tory journals with out perceiving that they contemplate making most important changes in society. They are by no means contented with its present condition and to carry out their principles, they must frame a number of new laws. They think popu lar assemblies endanger the public peace, and they must propose some enactments to restrain or suppress public meetings, if they cannot covertly, by the help of the police and the law as it stands, put them down. They object to the growth of manufactures— they expressly declare that it is not desirable to make England the workshop of the world, and they must take measures to prevent the growth of a manufacturing and town population. They contend strenuously for making the master ma nufacturers support the workmen, whether they have any employment for them or not; and they openly demand a law to regulate wages. The Parliament cannot possibly continue to restrict the supply of food without being driven into the most coercive acts for the suppression of public meetings, for the limitation of population, and for the regulation of all the employment and the rate of wages throughout society. Such being the logical results of their principles, Mr. COBDEN, on Thursday, very properly pointed them out in the following passage : When they have put down the people, they will still have the far greater tusk to perform of finding them em ployment and good wages.—(Applause.) I say it is their duty ; and why ? I would not say of a Government rice that of Switzerland, which has no custom-houses, that it was the duty of a Government to find employ ment for the pedple ; but I say it is the duty of our Go vernment, who have undertaken to meddle by law with every branch of commerce, and every pursuit of '-idustry ;n the country.—(Applause.) They cannot complain, therefore, that they rre bound to find employment for the people. There is not a single article in which we deal that is not wrapped up, rke a mummy plmost, with Acts of Parliament—(Applause and laughter)—we can not move a hand or foot iu commercial transactions with out being hampered by customs' laws ; nor c:..n we take any steps towards exchanging the r' dcles we produce for those of other countries without coming in contact with protective laws and prohibitory duties.—(Applause.) I say, therefore, it is the duty of the Government to find employment for the people ; and when they have put down these tumults, I say it is as nothing compared with the duty which they still owe, with the magnitude of the task which they sti. t have to undertake, of finding em ployment and subsistence for the people.—(Applause). That must be done. That passage is now especially worthy of pub lic attention, because there is a great dispute in society as to the extent to which legislation should proceed. From Corn-laws have already proceeded a responsibility in the Legislature to employ the people, and soon the Tories must proceed to limit their numbers, and regulate all the rewards of industry. They are, in fact, re ducing St. Simonism to practice in England, and will determine by law every man's remuneration. Such a system worked by a benevolent despot would be intolerable, but worked by a Legis lature consisting of more than a thousand per sons, and set iu motion by a still more numerous tribe of journalists, and idle meddlers with other persons' affairs, will become a perpetual inter ference with private affairs. Life, which the ALMIGHTY gives as a blessing, will be converted into a curse. Ar►d let not the opulent and the noble suppose that they will escape. They may at present direct the system only against others, but they must in turn submit to its fetters. They cannot feed the monster without becoming its prey. We do not now allude to the conse quences of this meddling system for the first time, but as we see it growing and extending it is necessary that we should again place some of its inevitable consequences before our readers. _MAGAZINE DAY. BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZINE. Schiller's Poems and Ballads—a theme that has been often discussed before—are, many of them, translated with vigour and elegance, by a writer who leads off the present Number with a prose criticism on the genius of this celebrated German poet, who, he tells us, has a command over all the resources of his art, is manly in his sentiment,. simple even. in his richness, and broad and large in his philosophy; adding, " Schiller's minor poems are very rarely obscure, the thought is not subtle and wire-drawn, the art which conceives them is essentially warm and living. Though veiled in a more ornate and learned dress, the man's heart beats under them, as strongly and as.loudly:as in the verse of Burns." This is high praise, hut it is not unmerited, as will be seen by the subjoined ballad, which is founded on an old legend of the Rhine, familiar to most tourists; and exhibits much unaffected feeling. It is entitled "The Knight of Toggenburg :" " Sir Knight ! the love that sisters feel, Could that content, is thine ; The love thy heart wattld fain reveal, Has only pain fur mine ! I calmly still would see thee go, Awl calmly welcome thee ! The silent tears thine eyelids know, Are language strange to me." He heard her speak ; supprest The bitter thoughts that bleed ; He rose—he c!asp'd her to his breast, And sprang upon his steed, " Up, - liegemen, up.!—thro' Sw:sserland !" The word awakes the brave I The cross abreast—the holy band Shall seek the Saviour's grave. High deeds for many a Christian knight Achieved a hero's lame ; As glittering thro' the foremost fight, Their dancing plumage came. Yet, most of all, one name of fear Appall'd the Moslem foe. Alas, in fame the heart can ne'er Its heaviness forego ! One weary Tear he sought to bear, What then he might no more, Away from her—what rest was there ? He left the holy shore. He hail'd a ship on Jc,ppa's strand, Sails hoist and breezes fair ; Away once more to that dear land In which she breathes the air. And now the pilgrim paused in fear Before the castle gate, Dark roll'd upon the pilgrim's ear The thunder-words of fate. " To her thou seek'st but yester-eve The solemn veil was given,. Content the world for God to leave, She lives—the bride of heaven I" So left he then for evermore His father's proud abode, And ne'er the knightly harness wore, Nor knightly steed bestrode. Below his castle-crowned height, Unknown, he sate him down, nd, for the warrior's armour, dight hermit's hairy gown. A lonely hut he built him there, Her dwelling-place in view, Where still the cloister glisten'd fair The dusky lindens through. From morn, in that unwitness'd place, Till starry evening shone, Mute, yet with hope upon his face, The hermit sate alone. And hour by hour, as magic -bound, Her casement watch'd afar, Until he heard, with feeble sound, Her lattice-bolt unbar. There upwards still his look was cast, Until her image, pale And angel-mild, the while it past, Bow'd meekly towards the vale. Then laid he down, the vigil o'er, Consoled, perchance, awhile, To greet, in quiet joy, once more The morning's early smile. He sate—the days, the seasons fly — He sate, and gaz'd afar, And watch'd—if sad, without a sigh— To hear that lattice-bar. There upward still the look was cast, • Until her image, pale And angel-mild, the while it past, Bow'd meekly towards the vale. So sate he on that lonely spot The morn that was his last, And still the look, where life was not, Was towards the casement cast. Campbell, as some of our readers may perhaps re member, has versified this legend, but his " Brave Roland " is by no means one of his most felicitous productions. The diction is polished enough, but the sentiment wants depth and earnestness. "Re collections of Early Reading" is a strange concern, whose exact meaning we do not profess to com prehend. So far as we can make out, it is intended as a quiz on the exaggerated school of romantic fiction ; but if so, it is too grave and formal to answer its purpose. The ridicule that is not obvious at first sight, is little better than a failure. The "Elopement" is a Spanish story, founded on fact, and related in a very mercurial spirit of enjoyment. A young soldier of fortune has formed an attachment to a pretty Spanish girl. Her father, a wealthy merchant, is opposed to the match, and hurries off his reluctant daughter to the solitude of the country. Her lover, of course, finds her out in her retirement ; assumes, in concert with a few friends, the disguise of a Carlist chief; surrounds the house ; and while his companions are pretend ing to ransack it for the purpose of pillage, coolly walks off with the girl. "Once married, he returns and explains the whole circumstances of the case to his father-in-law, who forgives him, in con sideration of the incredible impudence and in genuity of his statagem. " Exhibitions " is a notice—surely an unseasonable one !—of the paint ings in the British Institution, and other Picture galleries that are now closed. The critic is in raptures with Titian's well-known " Bacchus and Ariadne i "—a painting, the extraordinary excel lence of which, we are ashamed to say, we have never yet been able to discover. "Ricardo and Adam Smith"—as its title implies—is a treatise on that liveliest and most imaginative of subjects, Political Economy. In the course of this captivating dis quisition, the author discusses the theory of rent, and with a force and effect that has--all but closed our eye-lids. Next to mathematics, the object of our most reverential abhorrence is political economy, which the witty author of ".Headlong Hall" has shrewdly defined as being the art of " taking all one can get, and paying no more than one can help." " Dennis on Shakspeare," is an ingenious imitation of the manner of this surly critic, who was Pope's great bug-bear, and kept this sensitive poet in a constant state of mental disquietude. Despite •his caprices and frequent violations of good taste, Dennis had much critical sagacity, and more real feeling than the world —taking the cue front his enemies—has given him credit for. The great cause of his unpopularity with his contemporaries, was his infirm temper, which he knew not how.to keep in subjection. He is now forgotten, or lives only in the pages of Johnson, who has quoted some of his criticisms in his excellent memoir of Dryden. " Caleb Stukely" exhibits here and there considerable vigour of description. " The Doom of the Mirror" is a ballad from the pen of Mr. Sim mons, whose poems would be more effective, if they were less precise and elaborate in their versification. This gentleman's Muse is never seen en dishabille, but is always tricked out in a full Court suit. BENTLEY'S MISCELLANY. The professional peculiarities of that Cicero of the Aucton-mart, George Robins, are admirably pour trayed In a sketch entitled the " Great Auctioneer," which, warmly eulogistic as it does no more than justice to the exalted genius of this distinguished in dividual, of whose advertisements the 'writer observes, " These effusions are unlike anything which ancient or modern literature Affords, or rather they combine the perfections of botli." This is true, for more original compositions never yet astonished, d e li g h te d , and mystified th e wor ld. Abounding in tropes, studded with glittering expletives, li.ke a frosty night with stars, teeming with classical allusions, impa tient of the ignoble trammels of syntax, and soaring far above the reach of ordinary sense into the cloudiest regions of the imagination, these unrivalled adver tisements may be styled the very poetry of business, where matters of fiction are curiously blended with matters of fact, where adjectives do duty as substantives, verbs officiate as ad verbs, and conjunctions couple words and sen tences together, that must be astonished to find themselves in such close companionship with each other ! George Robins is decidedly the most ori ginal genius of the day, with the single exception of the author of that impressive production, the Income tax Bill, whose congenial flights of no-meaning de serve, and will obtain, imperishable renown. The writer goes on to say :—" George has the happy faculty of investing a genteel residence with super natural enchantments, and of transporting his rea ders, all in the way of business, into the regions of fairy-land,' where splendour and beauty strive for the mastery." Eloquent criticism, and how true ! Who has not admired the skill with which our illustrious Auctioneer clothes the barren rock with luxuriant copses ; converts a stag nant pool into a clear, expansive lake dotted with n e s y, green islands, and bordered by picturesque slopes, gracefully down to the water's edge; transforms a damp cottage, with a pig-stye in the rear, into a romantic villa, of.the Venetian school of architecture; and plants preserves, full of game, on a barren moor, where a partridge would die of inani tion, and a jackass find considerable difficul in dis covering a s t a l e thistle ? We wish the racha of Egypt would commission George to sell the Great Desert in lots. How the dry sand would become ver dant pasturage at his touch ! Roses would bloom, but= buds would sing, and rivers, fl owing with milk and honey, irradiate the-whole face of the landscape, to say no thing of " hard and soft water" which would be sure to abound on " the premises !" " Mr. Ledbury's Grand Tour" is an arch, quizzical sketch of a tra velling Cockney, whose mistakes, so full of sim plicity, will afford the reader no slight diversion. The " Microscope" , is a pleasant anecdotical remi niscence of an English missionary named Clarke, who went out to covert the natives of India to Chris tianity, but, failing in his efforts, returned in despair to Calcutta. We give the rest of the anecdote in the writer's own words : One day' our missionary learned, to his great joy, that a Bhramin of the very first rank had arrived in the me tropoliS. Determined to bring matters to an issue, Clarke wrote to him, and begged him to meet him on a certain day, when he undertook to convince him (the Hindoo priest) of the errors of his faith. To this the Brahmin consented, and at the time appointed the Hea then and the Christian champion met to discuss, in the presence of several witnesses. the merits of their respec tive creeds. As is usual in polemical discussions, the controversy was opened by several inconsequential queries and an swers. For half an hour neither party had put forth a startling proposition; the wily Indian taking care to con fine himself to the defensive. Tired at length by this scene, Clarke suddenly and abruptly asked him, " Are you forbidden to eat anything in which animal life exists ?"—" I am." " Have you ever broken through this law?"—" Never." "May you not unconsciously have been led into this crime ?"—" Impossible." " Will you swear to it r--" Most solemn'.} I do." "Do you ever eat pomegranates ?"—" Daily." "Bring me some of that fruit, then," rejoined Clarke, turning to a servant. His order was complied with; the pomegranates were brought. Choose one." The Brahmin did so.—" Cut it in two." With this direction he complied.—" Place it here," and Clarke assisted him to put it beneath a micro scope.—" Now look at it.". The Brahmin did so; but no sooner did he apply his eye, than he started back with affright. The fruit was perfectly alive with animalculm. The puzzled Hindoo drew out the pomegranate (which, perhaps, my readers are not aware is more closely filled with insects than any other fruit), looked at it, examined it, replaced it, and again beheld the myriads of living creatures with which it was rife. He felt it with his hand, to convince him• self that there was no trick in the affair. Then, sud denly drawing himself up, he slowly uttered "Bus-such hi." (" Enough—it is true.") " You acknowledge, then, that you have sinned un consciously ? That every thing being filled with ani malculx, invisible to the naked eye, you can neither eat nor drink wittwut committing a crime ?" The abashed Hindoo bcivred. " Shall I show you how full of similar insects every drop of water is !"—" No ! I have seen enough." " Do you desire further proof ?"—" I have a favour to ask." " What is it ? If I can; I will grant it." " Give me your microscope. I cannot buy it ; give it me." Clarke paused for a moment, for he bad that morning paid ten guineas &I. it ; and, being a poor man, he could ill afford to part with it. But, as the Indian was urgent, almost to entreaty, he at length consented (especially as he thought the other would afford him in return some curiosity of equal value), and presented it to him. The Brahmin took it, gave one look of triumph round the hall, and suddenly raising his arm, dashed it into a thousand atoms on the marble floor. " What do you mean by this ?" exclaimed Clarke, in undisguised astonishment. It means, Sir Christian," replied the Hindoo in a cold, grave tone, " it means that I was a happy, a good, a proud man. By means of yonder instrument you have robbed me of all future happiness. You have condemned me to descend to my grave wretched and miserable !" With these words the unfortunate Brahmin quitted the hall, and soon after retired up the country. " My Honey-Moon" is 'a stale subject treated in a novel and ingenious manner. The denouement is ex ceedingly edifying. " Richard Savage" represents the auto-biographer in his new capacity of poet, and as the personal friend of Pope. Some portions of the dialogue are spirited and characteristic. The " Fiddler of Marseilles" is entertaining in point of incident, not withstanding that it bids a bold defiance to probability. The " Philosophy of Punning" is cleverly illustrated, but the letter-press is very common-place stuff. " Fa miliar Epistle from an Elderly Gentleman on Half pay" is a whimsical description of a voyage to Rams gate, and of the perils the writer encountered off the precipitous coast of the Isle of Dogs ! His log is interest ing, but it is nothing to Mr. Dillon's immortal record of the " Lord Mayor's Voyage to Oxford," and of the narrow escape this mighty Potentate had from ship zeck on an uninhabited island near Isleworth. neckerchief and the cAlar of his coat were sprinkled with vivid red stains. They could not divine what this was till one, attempt ing to wipe it away, had his fingers burnt. It was a large quantity of the strongest oil of vitriol, mixed with sand. A cry of horror arose in that hall, 20 recently ringing with shouts of conviviality, and at once all was confusion, uproar, indecision, wonder, fear. Some cried out to fix and barricade the doors ; others, to send to the barracks, and call out a guard of soldiers. Some crowded round the prostrate gentleman ; others ran hither and thither about the great apartment, un knowing what to do or where to fly. At length a gentleman present, who had been exerting himself to produce something like order, succeeded in pressing, as it were, two terrified waiters to bring cold water, wherewith to dilute and wash away the acid. He was a surgeon, and the leading person of that profession in the place. He had him then removed up stairs to one of the bed rooms of the hotel, and renewed his sanative endeavours. But it was plainly of no avail—the hellish scheme had been to - J well concocted, and too adroitly executed. The sand had found its way into the eyes, and deep into the nos trils. Part of the face was already a black, burnt, life less mass, and it was plain that sloughing or mortifica tion must spread to a fearful extent. The eyes !—they were already burnt out—there was no hope for them. Was there hope for life ?—the surgeon shook his head. Shortly the unfortunate sufferer recovered conscious ness—the agony he now eudur€d must have been dread ful ;. and though he appeared a man who had great con trol over his feelings, yet his groans were so harrowing, that several people living at the hotel immediately left it fur other establishments. For twenty-four hours this continued ; then the pain ceased—for why ?—the nerves were dead. The flesh of his face was now a burnt, lifeless mass, and was fast be ginning to separate from the bone. Horrible ! as . 4 C -- ;;„ A . m 0 Plaivniu 7 A I, 311'. NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE. Most cockneys love, or fancy they love, the country, and all that belongs to it. We say, fancy, because in seven cases out of ten, their notions of the pastoral are mere delusions, and terminate in disappointment. Johnson has: art entertaining essay on this subject in the " Idler," wherein he reads a useful lesson to such town-bred folks as may be smitten with a penchant for the rural. The . same theme is dextrously handled in the Number' \before us, in an article on " The Love of the Comity," whose writer ft - serves, "the mere desire of change causes manTa town-mouse to metamorphose himself for months into a country mouse. This class provincialise themselves for one half the year, merely because they have been metropolitans for the other. They are fully as happy in returning to town in February, as in returning to the country in June. Their enjoyment of life, like the amusement of dancing, consists entirely in changing places. They have been so long in Harley street, that they must go down to Hants ; and then they remain so long in Hants, that they must go back to Harley-street. Thus they swing between town and country, like a pendulum, and if ever they settle, it is in the suburbs. —lt'seldom happens that a cockney ever quits town to establish . himself in the country, without cursing the hour he ventured upon such an experiment. He takes a picturesque cottage, say, with a fine garden, and a meadow or two. Ere long he finds that his cottage is damp, and overrun with insects ; that his garden—notwithstanding he digs, trims, and hoes it himself—grows everything but what it should grow ; and that his meadow is a dead swindle, the soil being suited to nothing but weeds and rank grass. If he ventures upon an after noon nap in his cool, shady summer-house, earwigs creep into his ears, gnats sting him through his small clothes, and blue-bottles settle upon his nose. Town bred men should be slow of indulging in a pen chant for the country, for it is an expensive enjoyment, as much so, as when a sailor—no un common case, -- by the by—suddenly discovers, and acts on the discovery, that he is a born genius for farming. The " Barnabys in America" represents this hopeful family floating on a full tide of success in New Orleans. The Widow's promise to write a hook praising everything transatlantic, has en listed all classes in her favour. The slave-owners, in particular, are enraptured; Mrs. Barnaby receives invitations by the score ; and is every where lion ized as the great English genius. There is infinite caricature in ail this—for Jonathan is no fool, what ever Mrs. Trollope may hint to the contrary; still, the extravagance is exceedingly diverting. The " Elm Tree" is a poem in Mr. Hood's serious style. It is not devoid of fancy, and there are thoughts in it of no ordinary character; but the manner is too quaint, and the versification, in places, offends the ear by its ruggedness. In Mr. Horace Smith's " Short Rides in an Author's Omnibus," we find this sensible, aphoristic reflection—" We go on, age after age, expatiating upon the certainty of death, and the uncertainty of life, notwithstanding all which, many of us live as if we were never to die, while some there are who die, as if they were never to live." " Reminiscences of a Medical Stu dent"—a series of papers evidently suggested by the " Physician' s Diary" of Blackwood—describes the tragic end of a man who, having made certain me chanical discoveries, which threw hundreds of work men out of employment by restricting the demand for hands, was invited to a public dinner by the ma nufacturers Of a northern district, when the follow ing incident took place In a certain district in the North of England, in the neighbourhood of a great manufacturing town, there are several extensive paper works. The proprietors of these having been induced to try Mr. Basil's patent, were so well pleased with its w or ki ng , a s to invite him to a public dinner before his leaving t h e place, He after seeing his ma chines put in action. had received many threatening letters fr6m those whom hi s invention had, for tl:e time, deprived of their living, an d he was given to understand that a combination, for his destruction, was afoot among them. This, however, did not in any degree affect him, and without taking the slightest notice of it, or even making any precaution, he went to the party, amid the hootings of an immense crowd of labouring people, of every de scription, that beset the neighbourhood. The hall in which it was held was the ball-room of one of the principal hotels in the place. It had two large windows opening to the street, and two into a wide grassy space in its rear. These latter were thrown open to ad mit the air. About forty gentlemen dined, and the even ing had passed in toasts and complimentary speeches. Mr. Basil was remarked to preserve throughout a calm and habitually such as to depress th e genera l hilarity. How much then melancholy expression, though not at all were the company surp r i se d when, on a sudden, they saw him start into a listening posture, while his face assumed a look of surprise, anxiety, and deep attention. Presently his feelings appeared roused to a pitch of extreme excite ment, and, while every eye was fixed upon him in silent wonder, he apologi se d to t h e c hairman, stating, that under the open wind ows he heard a voice speak, and a name mentioned, whi c h b rou ght to his memory scenes long since past, and ra i se d in his mind a curiosity of Ilia he could not resist the gratification. Thereupon; rising, he went quickly to the window, and, bending forwards, looked out. The next instant he staggered rapidly back, and u ttering a scream so strangely loud and thrilling that the glasses on the table quivered and rang, fell sensel ess on the floor. All immediately They found his f ace covere d w ith wh a t appeared to them a quantity of sprang up and flew to his assistance. mud, especially his eyes were com pletely filled with it. Those parts of the features not reached were of a burning scarlet hue, and his black AINSWORTH'S MAGAZINE. Mr. Downes, the author of the " Mountain De cameron"—a work far less known than it deserves to b;.---contributes a prose tale to this Number, under the title of the " Welch Wrecker's Revenge." The tale is not in his most fortunate manner, still there are indications in it of that vigorous and impassioned mind which produced the striking story of the " Her mit Vicar"—the closing chapters of which are fraught with a stern, solemn, heart-felt pathos such as no work of fiction of the day can boast. Mr. Downes's present narrative is one of sin and suffering • it is slight and sketchy in its character, and is chiefly to be admired for its graphic descriptive touches, which combine the skill of the painter with the fancy and feeling of the poet. If he would but look more to the sunny, and less to the shady, side of life ; and instead of constantly dwelling on the darker passions of hu manity, bring out its redeeming qUalities, there is no thing to prevent him from winning a foremost rank among living novelists for he is not merely a man of talent—that most ordinary of literary characters — but of decided genius, who can move the springs of pity and terror as effectively as even the author of " Anastasius." The " Miser's Daughter" contains one animated scene—that, we mean, wherein the Miser is represented digging at midnight in his cellar for his darling money-bags. His strong determina tion of purpose, struggling with, and overcoming for the time, all sense of physical weakness, is here deli neated with more than Mr. Ainsworth's usual energy. " September" is an amusing lament for the decline of female influence during this celebrated sporting month. It is, indeed, but too true that the petticoat is at a dis count during this rude, unpolished season. The syren voice of beauty fails of its wonted effect, for the only music in request is that of the loud whirr of the partridge or pheasant, as it springs from the stubble or the preserve. The ladies should resent this ne glect. They should turn-out in all the sporting dis tricts, like the northern Operatives, and force the men to come to terms. " Enough—as good as a Feast," is a lively sketch from every-day Lib, illustrating the truth of this old adage. It is from the pen of Mr. George Raymond. The " Walls of Famagusta," gives seine particulars respecting the siege of this town by the Turks, towards the close of the six teenth century. The present chapters of " Windsor Castle" introduce Cardinal Wolsey to our notice, who is represented paying a visit in more than regal state, to Henry the Eighth and Anne Boleyn at the Castle. The description of his procession is very gorgeous, and apparently true to historical fact. To pourtray the character of this magnificent and am bitious adventurer, as it ought to be pourtrayed— especially at that critical period when Anne Boleyn's influence was in the ascendant—will task all Mr. Ainworth's best and highest faculties. The biographical sketch of the " Late Doctor Magnin" is penned by Mr. Kenealy in a fliendly, cordial, but far from exagge rated spirit. The biographer, however, haS scarcely touched on the Doctor's conversational powers, which were really extraordinary. Like Johnson, Cole ridge, Mackintosh, Sharp, Scott, and other social and intellectual spirits, he loved talking, fbr he knew he talked well. Ile was not one of your dry, dull, finical, cautious dogs, who content themselves on all occasions with a brief sentence or two, because, in truth, they have nothing to say—no ideas to deve lope ; but gave free vent to his feelings and fancies as they rose, whether grave or gay, worldly or other wise. Your mere, hard-headed man of busines!, whose heart is in his breeches-pockets, and the proofs of whose understanding are to be found only in his ledger, would not have understood him; but those whose praise is an honour—Christopher North, Southey, Sir Walter Scott, and many others of his more gifted contemporaries—understood, and valued him accordingly. We quote a portion of Mr. Ken ealy's sketch of the Doctor : " The first and chief attribute of his mind was its ori ginality. The works of no distinguished man, within our own reading at least, display the same vein of thought and style. There is scarcelha subject on which he has written that he has not treated in a new manner, illuminatiug the grave by the liveliness of his fancy, colouring the witty by the solidity of his judgment •, for he possessed both in an extraordinary degree, and his mind resembled a mine of gold, curiously prankt on the surface with flowers, but truly valuable within. Nor was his genius acquired by long and patient study ; on the contrary, it beamed very beautitully in his earliest years, and was the fair Aurora of his future brilliancy. He entered Trinity College, Dublin, in his tenth year, and was a doctor of laws in his twenty-third—a precocity rivalled but by that of Wolsey, who was a bachelor when only fourteen. And though his reading was im mense, no man was less of a copyist of other men's thoughts, a stealer of other men's fire, than William Maginn. " His memory was the strongest in the world, and was a rich storehouse of all learning, so that be might with propriety have been called, like the sublime Longinus, the living library.' Often when in want of some scho lastic illustrations for our own writings, have we applied to him, and never did we ask in vain. Quotations the most apposite ; episodes the most befitting ; obscure points of literary history, an elucidation of which we had ineffectually hunted fie. ; sketches of minor literary men of other lands, the difficulty of finding which, those con versant with such studies alone can appreciate ; stray lines and sentences from authors read only once in a cen tury, and quoted but as curiosities ; parallel passages in the Greek and Latin and Italian and German authors — all these he could refer to without a moment's delibera tion, as easily as if they had formed the business of his whole life. And yet, like Scott, no eye ever saw him reading. He seemed a perfectly idle man, and know ledge to come to him by intuition. " His erudition was without pedantry—his mind bad no dogmatism. The Avrsc qa, of the Greek sage did not enter into any of his opinions, which were never put forth in conversation but with the most singular mo desty-. He would talk to you like a little child on the most learned subjects, and whenever he advanced a sen timent, he would turn to his hearer with an appealing look, as if he distrusted his own judgment, and would not willingly mislead another's. We have seen him lis ten attentively to the speculations of a boy • gently cor recting him when he was wrong, and when lie was right entering with alacrity into the spirit of his views, bnt always more anxious to hear another speak than himself. We do not think he ever uttered a sophism in his lite, but was an eager inquirer after truth ; and his investiga tions were like those of another illustrious student, — sat 4, i x Eow r a ,O vhicr r ac —who ever loved justice. His sense of honour was heroic ; and he adhered, like Sheri dan, inflexibly to his principles, though they did not meet those rewards on which he might have well calcu lated. The devotion with which lie loved his family is well known, and the memory of it is painted on their hearts. He would instruct his daughters for hours in the beautiful Italian, of which he was a complete toaster, and the sight of them always brought brightness to his eyes. On his death-bed, the desolate condition in which he knew he was leaving them, was the great sorrow to his soul ; but he committed them to the noble generosity of this mighty country, whose charities are more sublime tro phies of its greatness than its grandest conquests by sea or on the land. "His poetry was of the highest order of humour—far superior to Swift, and entirely exempt from its grossness and obscenity. Not a single line did he ever write which, dying, he might have wished to blot ; not a 'sin gle impure thought can be discerned in the whole range his compositions, poetical, or in prose. The wildness of his wit was well known ; but his_muse was always decent, and never arrayed herself in the immodest peplos in which some of onr modern authors have shown her. Hi s theological knowledge was extensive. Be had deeply studied the ecclesiastical writers, and spoke of Hooker and Barrow with rapture. Never lived a man impressed with a more humble sense of his own failings, or with a finer veneration of our Great Creator. He entertained for mankind an enlarged and bewitching love, and, conscious of human frailty, never spoke severely of their errors, but always in charity. He did not hold himself aloof from his kind with the sullen dignity of other writers, but mingled with them with the careless, familiar ease of a Fielding, or Fox, or Goldsmith, and would share in the noisy sports of younger spirits as it' he were a boy him self, and not the rival of Swift in all true greatness, and infinitely beyond him in every private trait deserving of our love." _DUBLIN UNIVERSITY MAGAZINE. In some remarks on the "Income-tax and the New Tariff," a lame attempt is made to defend the former inquisitorial impost, which is described as being remarkable for its just and equable character. It required a great deal of intrepid effrontery in a writer to praise the justness of a tax whose inequali ties are obvious to every one, and were frequently pointed out in Parliament; but your Tory partizan is seldom encumbered with diffidence, and as seldom scrupulous in his statements. The Income •tax is as unjust as it is unintelligible ; indeed, so obscure and perplexing is it in its details, that the daily journals are filled with advertisements of men offering themselves—for a due pecuniary consideration—as interpreters, so that hundreds, possibly thousands, will have to pay, not only the tax, but the dragoman also ! In " Jack Hinton, the Life-Guardsman," Mr. Lever, the author, gives a very spirited account of a party being overtaken by a high tide "on the west coast of Ireland, and escaping the danger not without considerable difficulty. The incident will remind. the reader of a similar sketch in Sir W. Scott's best tale, the " Antiquary." The " Gallery of Illustrious Irishmen" contains a biographical me moir of Barry the painter, who, after having for years been greatly overrated as an artist, has at length at tained his just level in public estimation. If he be now remembered, it is not by his absurd drawings in the Society of Arts, but by his connexion with Burke —his most generous and influential patron. In the notice of " I3oaden's Life of Gregory the Seventh" occurs a judicious portrait of this celebrated Pontiff, who, during a great portion of his troublous career, kept Europe in the condition of a vassal, and sacri ficed health, peace of mind, justice, and even common sense itself, to his insatiable ambition. With the single exception of Napoleon, we consider this Pope as the most ambitious man of whom the modern world can boast. His life has been often written, but it has yet to be written in an impartial and philosophic spirit. • " St Sinan's Warning" is an Irish legend, told with much vivacity. "A Narrative of the Affghanis tan War" is from the pen of the late Col. Dennie, who was himself an actor in the stormy scenes he describes. The Narrative hears every appearance of the strictest accuracy, " Levawn's Eye" is a humourous poem of the Ingoldsby school. The " Dream-Tryst" is grace fully versified. We subjoin the opening stanzas We meet in dreams ! to-night thou shalt be mine, Mine, and mine deeply, wheresoe'r thou art ! Aline in that shadowy world, the phantom-shrine Where Fancy bowers the idols of the Heart. Through the dim air, blank midnight's pathless waste, O'er haunted wood, wild dell, and dashing stream, My Spirit, summons thee, I bid thee haste, Come to me, Lady ! meet me in my Dream ! Ah, there each timid hope, too fond for Day, In deepening colours flushed, shall learn to glow ; There those soft eyes shall shed a softer ray, Than waking eyes have seen, or dare bestow ! There nought can come to sadden or to chill, Each untold wish still known and still forgiven ; There every lovely tint is lovelier still, And all of Earth'in thee refines to Heaven Skies even of hue more cloudless shall be there Than charm those climes where first my spirit found thee, The mute enchantment of Italian air, And all Heaven's softest sounds shall float around thee. But these are words of weakness ! Earth hath nought In its least earthly forms so pure and deep, As fills that gorgeous inner world where Thought Builds her own phantom Paradise of Sleep, Immortal longings not even yet subdued, Though hushed by day, at such dim hours half free, And struggling in their chained infinitude, Lisp the strange music of Eternity ! The broken echoes of celestial songs, Caught from the heaven immortals should inherit, And hispering still the glory that belongs To that lust homeland of the exiled Spirit ! Splendours confused, in glory glory hid, Cities of sunset clouds and shadowy gleaths, All that our dead material bonds forbid, Meet in the living Poetry of Dreams. FRASER' S MAGAZINE, The political tone of Fraser is this month unusually bitter and intemperate. In the very first article, on The First Session of Sir Robert Peds'Parliament," the writer fires a tremendous broadside at the Whigs, accusing them of all sorts of meannesses and incon sistencies, and putting them in direct and artful con trast with the Tories, who, of course, are represented as so many spotless angels of light. Despite its vehe mence, the diatribe is ludicrous—in fact, is a mere political extravaganza, like some of the more ferocious speeches of the Hon. and Gallant Member for Lin coin. Not the least amusing feature in it, is the cir cumstance that the writer attributes to Sir R. Peel the salvation of the country ; and yet in his postscript he is compelled to acknowledge—alluding to the re cent alarming riots in the north—that this same country is just as far removed from salvation as ever it was, even under the sway of the Whigs l " Wilkie and his Works" is evidently the production of one who lived in habits of intimacy with the great artist, and who says of him, that " with all his love of study, he was fond of a frolic, or what he was wont to call high finks. He was also fond of dancing, whether at civic parties, •or at quiet Kensington par ties. his mind was naturally playful, - Ile, had no sombre seriousness of character. He never made an enemy ; it would perhaps be saying too ,much to as sert that he never deserved one. HO s' iNfl3 the most cautious of all human beings--the most- unwillin to wound the sensitive nature of another ; and one of the most reserved of creation." There is, we think, some little inconsistency in this portrait—at least, we cannot understand ;tow, a naturally " playful " man, could also have been an excessively " re served" one. Wilkie might have been either one or the other, but ha could scarcely have been both, for playfulness is incompatible with reServe.;" Excursion to Port Arthur " is an account of a visit Paid recently by the writer to this thriving Australasian colony, in the course of which visit he had the honimr of an in terview with the celebrated Chartist leader, Frost, who, it appears, was by no means enamoured of the beauties of the country, but was exceedingly anxious to get back to England, notwithstanding Govern ment's refusal to recognise the five points of the Char ter. " Neglected French Poets" is a lengthy criticism on some of the principal works of Du liartas. The extracts quoted by the Reviewer are in no respect re markable for excellence, whether of thought or ex pression; but France has produced few original poets; there is not sentiment enough in the national character to foster their growth. We should rather say, was not sentiment enough, for there can be no question that the first great Revolution has produced an extraordi nary change in the French mind, giving it a far deeper and more impressive tone than it ever had during the long sway of Absolutism. In "My Life and Times," Nimrod—Mr. Apperley—makes some observations on public school, which he says, and there is no ques tioning the fact, are infinitely better for the purposes of education than private academies, where the spirit of emulation cannot be so surely and strongly ex cited. - The chief defect in all our leading public schools is the absurd pedantry that insists on considering Latin and Greek as superior to every other branch of study. Perhaps there is no knowledge so utterly useless, in proportion to the time wasted on it, or that so disqualifies a man for active intercourse with the world, provided he is not born to a fortune, but has his own way to make. In "Hoaxing Histories" we have the following sketch of the late James Smith—a well-known wit about town, and one of the authors of the "Rejected Addresses:' James Smith was a happy mixture of gravity and le%ity. As Solicitor to the Ordnance, his morning passed in strict attention to business ; but as the Ordnance did not require his evening superintendence, it was at that period that he fired away his jokes, let off his puns, wholesale, old or new, and exploded in song. He had an ingenious method on launching a new story or jest; he could not endure to hazard a failure as hts own ; so he would commence his essay thus, "My brother Horace, the other day, said," then came the story. If it was victimised (which was very rare), it fell on the well-earned and fully-established reputation of brother Horace. If the joke was successful on its debut, it afterwards became the undivided property of brother James. He made use of another device, which completely an swerertWo purposes. He would very amiably ingra tiate himself with the junior branches of the families he visited, and first try the joke or song with them. The prime point was certain to be gained —a sure laugh ; the secondary view was, that the mammas and papas were always flattered that so pleasant and gentle manly a person should condescend to notice their children. A brother author having several times ob= served this, remarked to Mr. Smith, " That he pursued a very cautious course, and produced all his pieces at the minor theatres, where there was little chance of con-. dein na don." Who does not recollect his tall, well-built figure (much resembling that of the Emperor Alexander of Russia), mounted on a grey horse, wending from the neighbour hood of Austin-friars to the West- end ? But have they ever noticed (every one will recollect it, now it is pointed out), that atter the grey charger has been drawn up to the side of the pavement, a brief friendly chat has ensued, accompanied by the bland smile of the cavalier, and exit on a joke ? On which a sharp clicking of the horse's hinder legs is heard. From whence does this proceed ? James Smith was perfectly aware that when a gentle man on horseback pal is with a friend, and rides in a contrary direction, that the pedestrian friend, it cannot be reasoned why, naturally turns his head and has another look at the cavalier. Conscious of this, although Smith was a humane man, he always dug the rowels of his spurs into the fat sides of kis white steed ; and, hold ing himself quite erect, his charger also made a good exit curveting and whisking his tail about in all directions. This was momentary ; for so large an acquaintance had Smith, that immediately the horse was again at the corner of a street, when the same gracious smile was re peated, and probably the same joke ; but most certainly the same tickle with the spur, and the subsequent pran cing on taking leave. Smith looked well as an equestrian, he might have been taken for a captain of the " City Light Horse" in its best day ; and we remember that as a cra c k vo l unteer regiment, albeit unlike other dragoons, some o f th ese warriors rode in spectacles.• To be - sure the troops of of Messieurs Ducrow and Batty do the same. Prince Waseniskey and suite arrived, here yester day from Ostend, by the steam-ship Bruges,. Captain Main. The passage to the St. Katherine's-wharf, Tower. was effected in 12i hours, t. • rJb { ii* In. .y e C Az e rb t77 1 P)1 14 0 zit atiiir e t ."Tot,' -4/ 4 2/ Nk qv V I 4, SUN OFFICE Three o'Cldch. We deeply regret to learn, that some of the manu facturers in the disturbed districts—irritated by the foul and calumnious obloquy cast upon them by the Tory Press, and sanctioned by the Government— manifest a disposition to suffer their mills, furnaces, and other works to continue to stand idle, notwith standing the willingness of the operatives to - resume their employment. They expect to get rid of their stock of goods on hand at increased prices ; and if we .may credit a well-informed Manchester Correspon dent, some of them propose—as manufacturers are de nounced as nuisances by the Ministerial organs—to either throw the distressed poor on the parishes, or • send them back to the farmers in the country, and see what they, in the plenitude of their patriarchal charity, will do for them. Should any number of them persevere in such a course, the result would be most disastrous. And yet who that has heard the cheering of the House of Commons when Mr. FERRAND denounced the members of the Anti-Corn-law League and the manufacturers, can blame them for thus re sisting the foul slanders heaped upon them in the pre • sence of an applauding Premier ? Who that has read the articles in the late numbers of the Quarterly Re view, and the daily lucubrations in the Times, can feel surprise that the manufacturers should threaten to withdraw their capital from trade, and leave the landlords to provide for the wants of the labouring population ? For ourselves we have always protested against these criminations and recriminations. The members of the Anti-Corn-law League never ap pealed to the passions of the poor with half the vio lence that the Times did on the question of the New Poor-law Bill. But neither the 'members of the League, nor the opponents of the New Poor-law, were the real authors of the late turn-out. The in dividuals at whose c:oor the blame of the rising lies, are the Members of the Cabinet. The real mischief was done entirely by them. They came into office with declarations that they had dis covered a remedy for the distress of the country. Sir It. PEEL proclaimed in the House of 'Com mons that the patient was sick at heart, and that if consulted he would prescribe an efficient remedy. He was consulted. The country agreed to give him a fair trial. In the QUEEN'S Speech at the opening of the session, commiseration for the general distress, and praises to the people for their long, and unre pining endurance of misery, were liberally dealt in. The inference from this evidently was that the evil was at last about to cease—that the day of their sal vation was at hand. The session proceeded ; measure after measure followed, each announced by a flourish of Ministerial trumpets as greater than the last ; but still no improvement took place in the condition of the pe rishing people. Nevertheless they suffered on, " hoping against hope," till Ministers announced that on such a day in the ensuing week Parliament would rise, as there was no other measure of any importance to detain Honourable Gentlemen from the aristocratic . amusement of grouse-shooting ! Then it was that the hope inspired by Sir ROBERT PEEL'S promises disappeared in .utter darkness. In the figurative language of Scripture, the hearts of the working classes died within them. They felt that they were duped, and awakened, as if from a dream, to a full sense of their misery. They had told their wives and children that the day of their redemption was at hand—that fuller bellies and better garments would , attest in August the wisdom and the humanity of her .MAJESTY'S Government. They were bitterly I disappointed, and the turn-out followed as a natural consequence. What showed the excessive stupidity of the Government was the not having foreseen it, and being prepared for it. But whatever injustice the manufacturers may have suffered at the hands of Ministers and their insolent myrmidons of the Press, we think they are quite wrong in contemplating either a whole or a partial retirement ' from business. Why should they yield to the ignorant , clamours of any faction in the State ? Knowing, as they must do, that they constitute the right arm of the strength of England, they can have no' difficulty in repelling with interest any attack made upon them. Besides, they are intelligent enough to know, and eloquent enough to persuade their opponents, if they will only make the attempt in a proper spirit, that the interests of all classes, instead of being opposed, are identical. If the manufacturer is flourishing be can afford to pay high wages, and the persons in his employ can indulge their appetites in the plentiful use of bread, beef, mutton, fruit, vegetables, eggs, and milk supplied by the farmers. By finding a ready mar ket for their produce the farmers can clothe their wives and daughters in silks, muslins, and other fine fabrics of the loom, multipy the implements of hus bandry, and consume larger quantities of foreign and colonial produce, such as wine, tea, sugar, coff'ee, and the like. Thus it is with every class : the true interest of each is in reality more or less interwoven with the interests of all. Mr. STURGE, of Birmingham, as President of the National Complete Suffrage Union, has published an address to the Irish, with a view to unite the popula tion of the two countries in the bands of political free' dom and social happiness, and devise Christian means ','or removing oppression from the land. His address was read on Monday at the Repeal Association in Dublin, amidst loud applause, and Mr. O'CormuLli announced his intention of drawing up a counter ad dress to the people of England, the object of which would be " to draw together, by the strictest ties of interest, affection, principle, and duty, the pe o ple of both countries." We rejoice to see this mutual ap proach to reconciliation between two nations that have been too long separated by religious pre judices, and by the selfish and ungenerous policy of their rulers. This union, too, can have nothing in it dangerous to the peace of society, the offer having been made by a member of the Society of Friends, and accepted by a leader who has ever denounced physical force, and procured incalculable blessings for his native country by moral power alone. It was moral power that carried triumphantly two of the greatest measures of the age, the Catholic Emancipation Bill and Parliamentary Reform ; and whoever recommends any other means, either physical force or illegal associations, for the accomplishment of their views, however justifiable, may be regarded as the bitterest enemies of the people. The system a dopted by sir. O ' CONNELL forms a new era in the history of nations, and will entitle him to the lasting gratitude of all who labour under oppression. It is carried on without blood-shed, or weeping for the loss of relatives and friends; it conciliates ev( n enemies, and in the end is generally successful. In order, however, to carry into effect the reconciliation of the two countries, Mr. O ' CONNELL must go a little further, and renounce the doctrine of exclusive dealing which he proclaimed at the Drogheda meeting. Can England and Ireland over cordially unite if all appointments are to be con fined to the natives of the respective countries, or if all commercial intercourse is cut off? If an Irish man is to be hooted for wearing an English hat, would not Englishmen be hooted in turn for wearing Irish linen ? Commercial intercourse forms the b e st bond of friendship, and if we wish to live in unity, there must be an end to national distinctions, and the words " exclusive dealing" must be banished from our language. We are surprised, too, that a man of Mr. O'CoNNELL's knowledge and experience cannot see the absurdity an d wicked tendency of such a scheme. What would become of the Irish if they were shut up within their own island, cut off from all commerce with other nations, forbidden to buy in the cheapest market, or to sell in the dearest ? In a few years the farmers would be ruined, manufactures would disappear, the people would relapse into a state of barbarism, and in process of time would devour one another like the wild beasts of the field. Such a doctrine is the more preposterous as coming from a legislator who is in favour of free trade, and has recorded his vote for the removal of one of the greatest obstructions to our commercial and friendly intercourse with other nations. The dearth of news continues in the Frer:eh Journals. His Majesty the King of the 7RECIL addressed the following letter to President of the ChamhP-. of of Peers , on the passing I) aron Pasouißß , " the Regency 13. 1 . 11 by that Assembly : , " Eu, Aug. 28, 1842. 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