The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser. — Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1855-10-02 00:00:00

/, R 2, OcrotEß 2, 1855.1 ,c , - oe do ne • th e „__„vntb money, with patience, and resolution— The",pll,.the comfortable, but never the beautiful. e(nn„,nsh will excel in all that is possible to ac ' and even that which is impossible. They will 414 machines that will make 600,000 stockings a nib:lute in th erla . , and they will even discover nations to wear w hich t 'ut they will never be able to make a bonnet X /1 „„ a „ French grisette would put on her head. round , 'ln was 15 miles long, 9 wide, and 40 miles th ree „ I ,tli a wall 100 feet high, and thick enough for the walls, abreast. Babylon was 60 miles within wit h 7 00 18 which were 75 feet thick, and 300 feet high, Nle sns brazen gates. The temple of Diana, at hand y was 429 feet to support the roof. It was a kids i , pars in building. The largest of the pyra coen; I CI feet high, and 653 on the sides ; its base lengtli andles• The stones are about 30 feet in n len • 'ti le • an , in bulllayers are 208. It employed 330,000 ;`" ellai n h e 'Llig. The labyrinth of Egypt contains v e_nts rnin ,. Z and 12 halls. Thebes, in Egypt, pre- Rage 1 ,.,' 44 miles round, and had 100 gates. Car ,olld, ,",, 40 miles round. Athens was 25 miles st ar an d cow,. ;lent. es. Th e t ',dined 250,000 citizens and 400, 0 00 s, .• at th i , eluple of Delphos was so rich in dona warried a way ' f , was plundered of £lOO,OOO, and Nero e Z 13 ndi ee r°lll it 200 statues. The walls of Rome isf°llll,eell°;Talflesitintltlo.filT•—The Rev. Mr. Richardson, bak e e elleet• Reading, who has just published Ill a „ cp 1 q„, I ° ll , s," states that, at the sale of . the eilor n t°r4 lai r e e ll h su nrY's wines, the then Marquis of "(J im ells pi ased some very choice Tokay, at the so nr. "l t he di n ce of fifty guineas per dozen pints. says-etiines prattable at Whiteknights a bottle was 1-, Itic hard s L ile c ed en solemn occasions. "It was, upon bottle of this .' ' at one of these entertainments that d oce• tb ° tabl e i e°s tlY juice of the grape was place di i ronall y a nnoediately before Dr. Valpy, who was times e ' :Nhose guest i, t , the Marquis's. The learned l ed °I anti ad‘ rn, a t. 7 e ttY of apprehension was some him. e t , and whose ill'ae than a complexity of know e _ 11 1 4 04 ° I a" aPPreeiareas o f value would never . have ld hold le arnig , o that 1-11 of the treasure within his reach, l.d tu n aif it, and, tile bottle contained Tokay, laid w as C i r t' defiber.Pring the whole contents into a naueh -endea by drank off at one draught what The b c "? ... alle r I ,Y e the noble host to be sipped from ge as g „ e 'ur feit s sels by the whole of the company. deli c ieL r ed th e 110 ill effects from his potation, whic A s,"„ he haPPing auditors was one of the most of a s , - qt4 i t , e ver made." is goic i el ' et Russ'iassltlN. IlisToßT.—A curious anecdote to i s ~,g th e ro a history, of the date of Napoleon 1., 1813'. Sep. tlu d of the salons. The work referred d es . ,by corn ziBtoire des Kosaques, written in till il' i ab le th a l" l . lll ,Pid of Napoleon. It was considered 4ogeel‘ had C this history should not be published 1, the"e," submitted to competent judges ; and ic belt te e nief of the Imprimerie I, e ‘pi k , Print it secretly Print a book secretly: Imperiale, lyas . 40 tie tessible • • • 1,, But—it shall work • and . 3 81 re • said Marcel ; it ercis with h . it wa s and done. Marcel copied the whole c ' s om- la eael l l .B o W ri hand, counting the letteis . liae e d • and ' ul le• He then numbered every f,,l,Lhtl's numb after cutting up the work into line so fohnre tit "rabered, they were given promiscuously sep th" 4„ ation i,,,olllpositors, to set u p separately. Their ' WOri c '4O p a., bynumbers, was ked lof his des, the aid of the . qto, uy bli nd ! °Ali hand ; the impressions were then rlet ge d bt. Printers, and the sheets arranged and lu„,_•er 00 4 7 , deaf and dumb binders ; and the secret 'Nit •'" °lit till divulged by Marcel himself, when ,() Y for en Im o % e„ ncealrnent no longer existed. ill ' Ras IS TINA OF SWEDEN.—Bulstrode White eke,l3• sent a mbassador to Sweden, by Cromwell, • IL wiqop eil f . t hus describes the appearance of the (41 1 , th, i , .48 first interview.—" As soon as he came e- 9 .4 l : ll htit - ofr l lnn he put off his hat, and then the eat4cti,d herb ele T his, `i ' e l or thre er 'P after the fashion of men, and steps forward upon foot ca rpet. v ie Arbitei_lng covered and rising from her seat, h e ir Wise had o to know her to be the Queen, which . Boni,easeo3f plain itillotatbeaen. easy to be discerned, her habit d greY stqff. ~,?q..e stuff, reacbin.• t Jacket , her petticoat readied to the such as men wear, of the _ i '' ' t4 eTinison ribbo%,°si r k nees ; on her left side, tied about her " ilanaranta ; her cuffs wore the jewel of the order l lt a black scarf and a la mod -e ; no gorget or band, to ribb -, w ", as soldiers Was braided, n eck, tied before with a ear; her ha* ir Marines sometimes used and hung loose upon SUPPLEMENT TO THE LIVERPOOL STANDARD. her neck ; she wore a black velvet cap lined with sables, and turned up after the fashion of the country, which she used to put off and on as men do their hats. Her countenance was sprightly, but somewhat pale ; she had much of majesty in her demeanour, and, though her person was of the smaller size, yet her mien and carriage were very noble." THE PRINCESS CHARLOTTE'S WILL.—" Princess Charlotte, some time ago, when the Duke of York's letters were much the subject of conversation, dined at her mother's. On the next day she desired to have a conference with the Prince of Wales—when she told him, that she thought it proper to apprise him, in case of her death, she had two or three years ago deposited her will in the hands of Mr. Nott (her sub-preceptor). The Prince was rather surprised at this communication, but told her, she, in the first instance, had done a very foolish thing, but had acted very properly in now men tioning it to him, and that he should now take steps upon it. Upon this he spoke to the Bishop of Salisbury, who immediately summoned Nott, who acknowledged the fact, and that he was in possession of the will ; but I hear he demurs at surrendering up the will—(whether this last circumstance is the fact, I know not, but I believe it is). The will was made with Mr. Nott's knowledge two or three years ago, and one of its clauses is—That in case her grandfather should be reigning at the time of her decease, or her father, she earnestly implores either of them to give Nott a bishopric. One can hardly believe the man to have been so weak as to be privy to such a request, but that the fact of the will, and of this particular clause, is unquestionable, you may depend upon. I suppose it will end in dismissing Nott." A FANCY SKETCH.—The Paris correspondent of the Manchester Guardian thus describes Prince Lucien Murat :—" Fancy Lablache twice as fat, and ten times as unwieldy, but without the bright expan sion of intelligence with which we are so familiar in Lablache's face ; fancy a sleepy, heavy, good natured, quiet man, with a wife who was a governess, and might have been a cook for that matter, but who is one of the best humoured, most humoured, most motherly and sensible, plain-going, straightforward women in existence. Man and wife are about as unfit to play at King and Queen as any Darby and Joan you ever beheld, and I believe neither have the small est intention of exposing themselves to any ridicule of the kind ; but they have a son, a young man of two or three and twenty, who has inherited the far-famed beauty of his grandsire, and who would probably be the individual selected to replace King Ferdinand upon the throne. This young man is married to the daughter of the Prince de Wagram (son of Marshal Berthier), and upon the occasion of the marriage (two years ago) the Murat family are reported to have said, in reply to some not very flattering remark as to the fortune awarded to the bridegroom,—" But you forget that Joachim brings a crown with him in the Corbeille !" LONDON STREETS IN EARLY MORNING.—The best time to judge both of the beauties and imperfections of London architecture is at an early hour of a bright midsummer morning, before the milk and watercresses have come about. Before London has got up, the air is to a wonder clear, the trees in the squares look bright and cheerful, and almost the only sounds heard are the chirruping of the sparrows and the challenging and reply of many a chanticleer from yards, cellars, and mysterious places. At this quiet hour the ap pearance of the streets would surprise most of those who have not seen them except during the hurried traffic of the day or the drive, glare, and bustle of the night. The great thoroughfares, such as Regent street, Oxford-street, and Holborn, appear double their usual width, and the observer may note much, in the decorations and general style of the houses and shops, which induces feelings of mingled pain and satisfaction. The door knockers, the railings, the decorations of the shops, the public buildings (the original design in many instances • perverted), and other matters too numerous at present to mention, are more clearly and without interruption visible. During such a walk, the eye, fixed on exterior objects, does not prevent the imagination from straying towards the interiors of the hundreds of dwellings which in our journey we review, with the fittings, furniture, and the works of art that exhibit the various degrees of domestic taste and comfort. Although not possessed of second sight, an opinion may often be formed as to the interior arrangements by the outward mask—the door-knocker, the window-blinds, or the plants. REMINISCENCES OF "L. E. L."—When this lady was about six years of age, she was taken into the country to a farm in which her father was deeply interested, called Coventry Farm, in Hertfordshire. This farm is situate between Totteridge and Mill-hill, on the borders of Herts and Middlesex. She also went with her family to reside at Trevor Park, East Barnet, where the education was conducted by her cousin. Miss Landon. The family resided here about six years, and until L. E. L. was nearly 13 years old. Here she read a great deal of romance and poetry, and began to show the operation of her fancy by relating long stories to her parents, and indulging in long meditative walks in the lime walk in the garden. Her brother was her companion, and spite of her nascent authorship, they seemed to have played and romped and enjoyed themselves as children should do. They read Plutarch, and had a, great ambition of being Spartans. An anecdote is related of their taking ven geance on the gardener for some affront by shooting at him with arrows with nails stuck in them for piles, and of his tossing them upon a quickset hedge for punishment, most probably one of the old-fashioned square cut ones, where they would be rather prisoners than sufferers. This man, whose name was Chambers, Miss Landon taught to read ; and he afterwards saved money and retired to keep the Rising Sun Inn, a. quaint wooden house on Mimside Barnet, between Union-street and Barnet Church. To the happy days spent at Trevor Park, and the reading of books of travel and imagination, always a period of elysium to a child, Miss Landon makes many references, both in her poems and prose sketches, called " Traits and Trials of Early Life." Some lines addressed to her brother commemorate these imaginative pleasures very graphically : " It was an August evening, with sunset on the trees, When home you brought his voyages who found the fair South Seas. For weeks he was our idol, we sailed with him at sea, Aud the pond amid the willows our ocean seemed to be, — The water-lilies growing beneath the morning smile, — We called the South Sea Islands, each flower a different isle. Within that lovely garden, what happy hours went by, While we fancied that around us spread a foreign sea and sky." The house which stood in the park has since been pulled down, and the grounds converted into a farm, now occupied by Mr. East. It is in the middle of the village, nearly opposite the church. ACTRESSES RAISED BY MARRIAGES.—The first person among " the gentry" who chose a wife from the stage was Martin Folkes, the antiquary, a man of fortune, who about the year 1683 married Lucretia Bradshaw, the representative of Farquhar's heroines. A contemporary writer styles her " one of the greatest and most promising genii of her time," and assigns her " prudent and exemplary conduct" as the attrac tion which won the learned antiquary. The next actress whose husband moved in an elevated rank was Anastasia Robinson, the singer. The great Lord Peterborough, the hero of the Spanish war—the friend of Pope and Swift—publicly acknowledged Anastasia as his Countess in 1735. In four years after, the Lady Henrietta Herbert, daughter of James first Earl of Waldegrave, and widow of Lord Edward Herbert, bestowed her hand on James Beard, the performer. Subsequently, about the middle of the eighteenth century, Lavinia Bestwick, the original " Polly Peachum," became Duchess of Bolton. The next on record was Miss Lenley's marriage to Sheridan, one of the most romantic episodes in theatrical unions ; and before the eighteenth century closed, Elizabeth Far ren, a perfect gentle-woman, became Countess of the proudest Earl in England, the representative of the illustrious Stanleys. She was Lord Derby's second wife, and mother of the present Countess of Wilton. In 1807, the beautiful Miss Searle was married to Robert Heathcote, Esq., brother to Sir Gilbert Heath cote, Bart ; and in the same year Louisa Arunton, to the late Earl Craven. Her son is now Earl Craven ; and her niece, Mrs. Yates, still exhibits the dramatic genius of the Brunton family. " The Beggar's Opera" again conferred a coronet. Mary Catherine Bolton's " Polly Peachum" captivated Lord Thurlow. She was married to his lordship in 1813. In more recent times the most fascinating of our actresses, Miss O'Neill, wedded Sir William Wrexham Beecher, Bart. Miss Foote, the Earl of Harrington ; Miss Stephens, the Earl of Essex ; and Miss Mellon, then Mrs. Coutts, the Duke of St Albans...-Burke's .Romance of the Aristocracy. 125 to ' tots ag - to e d Ise 0 7 r tbo mo o t I:O°PAIrY nt ust L '' tim e 'l lifess. )f u r i til ,ti°ll Q E 14; • he F. , al ?re' 1 ; t 41)1 re) '