The Express.
London, England, 1861-03-26 00:00:00

THE DILLS OF LONDON.

There was a time when great persons rode from
the neighbourhood of the Tower, westward, up end down
hill ; but it made all the difference in life to them, whether
on reaching a certain point they proceeded by Snow and Ho!.
hornbills, or by that of Ludgate. The latter sometimes led
to the block in Lincoln's-inn-fields or Westminster-yard;
but it more frequently took the wayfarer to Weetminster
Palace and acceptable greetings, whereas by the other hills,
• man who wits the chief object of interest in • procession
from the Tower seldom wept to any other exaltation but
that to be had at Tyburn ! So went Lord Badlesmere, be.
cause his obstinate wife, in his absence, would not surrender
his Kentish castle of Leeds to Queen Isabella. So went,
subsequently, Queen Isabella's younger friend, Edmund
Mortimer. So went bonny Lady Hungerford— that
pretty and petulant Agnes, who in • St of imps-
tience poisoned her husband, Sir Edward, and swung for it,
like the ugliest of felons. It would take a volume totellthe
names only of all the villains whose pamagedown Snow and up
Holborn Hills wee demonstration clear of their having
achieved that "greatness" which Fielding has so happily
illustrated. Look, through your fingers if you will, at the
solemn spectacle: Generally speaking, it had little of
solemnity in it. The herpes of the day were often on good
terms with the mob, and jokes were exchanged between the
men who were going to be hanged and the men who deserved
to be. There they pass, from the Tower, or any one of the
City prisons, to the triangular erection on " Deadly Never-
Green." There eau Elouthwell, the sweet versifier; sod
Felton, the aawwn of Buckingham ; and five of the three-
score-save-one who signed away the life of Charles I. ; and
victim after victim of Titus Oates ; and John Smith, the
burglar of Queen Anne's time, the only unlucky individual
who ever really came to life after being duly executed at
Tyburn. And there, amid the greetings and clamour of a
quarter of a million of people, passes, smilingly, that hideous
young murderer, Jack Sheppard, whom the brightest talent
cannot polish-up into • hero. And there is the doubly.
hideous Jonathan Wild, uttering Amen as he picks the
clain's pocket of a corkscrew—if the treacherous coward
ha enough of the energy of evil left to allow of his com-
mitting that last felony. A nobleman follows him, Lord
Ferree, gaily dressed in his wedding suit; then a noble.
man's servant, who for small pilfering suffered the same
penalty that his " betters " did for murder. Lord Herring.
ton's man rode over the London hills to Tyburn, in a frock
of blue and gold, with a white cockade in his het, as a con-
tinnal assertion of his innocence. That reverend gentleman
who succeeds is the very pink of fashionable preachers, Dr.
Dodd. He had long lain hid in the house known as Good-
enough House, at the corner of Gunnersbury.road and
Brentford-lane ; and for robbing the Reverend Doctor Bell,
the old Princess Amelia's chaelson, in front of that yeti
house, that remarkably handsome young highwayman, with
sixteen ribands at the epees of his breeches, is going also to
" the threeequare stilt at Tyburn," whither Dodd folioed!
him.—St. James's Magariee.

DEATH OF EX-BARON GREENE.—The Freeman's
Journal of yestenlay announces the death of this gentleman.
which took place on Saturday, at his residence, Stephen's.
green. He was about 70 yeanof age, and only • few days since
the members of the bar presented, through their chairman.
an address to him, expressing their admiration of his judicial
qualities, and their regard of his high character as a man.
'No compliment," says the, Journal, "was ever null
worthily bestowed, for the late baron combined filmed
every quality to fit him for the high office he so ably filled.
At a tune a great political excitement, when parties wets
more sharply defined than at present, Baron Greene weet
remarkahle for the general fairness and mildness of his Hl-
tieal opinions. Though • strong conservative he never gars
anew, and presented • powerful contrast to the virulence
which animated the representative nien of the tory PAM
at that period. As • lawyer he wax confessedly of the font
order. O'Connell used to lay hie opinions had the 4erin2l
ring of legal power. Almost from the day of his elevatlea
to the bench be knew not • day relieved from pain. and Yet
he was assiduous in the discharge of his duties, and same et
his judgments in the Court of Error were alike remarkable
far profundity. perspicuity, and research. He did not bog
enjoy his dignified retirement. His death cannot be callei
reside], because his sufferings had been intense since ha
withdrawal from the bench ; het it is %efficiently amide] in
create sorrow among his numerous friends, and regret Out
hs wee not spared to eajoy the repose be so honourably
earned."