The Sun.
London, England, 1837-12-11 00:00:00

STATE OF TRADE.

(From the Leeds Mercury.)
LEEDS.—Comparatively speaking, there has been a decided
ascribed principally to the very low price at which goods are
ferling, which holds out strong inducements for speculation
„:,1 the spring demand. The buyers are, however, actin.,
ottltti extreme caution, and prices are such on some kinds ofb
Alin: its will not remunerate the manufacturer. Business is
brisk in the warehouses as can reasonably be ex-
pectedBt 58
i_j at this season.
bI,IrD4RSFIELD.—The market is still flat, but rather more
-'n'nesa was done than for some weeks past.
mianvoitio.—The Piece-market is precisely the same as
last week. No diminution in the demand, but the manufac-
tUrers complain loudly of not being able to realize higher
Prices. In the Yarn-market there is still a great reluctance
amongst the manufacturers to pay the advance on yarn re-
quired by the opinners.
HALIFAX. Comparatively few goods have changed hands.
lThe manufacturers, who complain that for some time past
i
have not obtained remunerating prices, manifest a dis-
position to hold their goods rather than sell at the current
Nies,
bEwsnunv.—lnquiries were made on Monday after super
other
ana
blankets, but there were not sufficient in the Market
;0 supply the demand. For piece goods, vi high, in former
ieaanns, employed nearly the whole manufacturing population
or.the American Market, there was no inquiry at all, neither
could any sales be effected.
ROCIIDALE.—The Flannel Market on Monday was not
quite so brisk as last week. The demand was good for fine
;I'd middle qualities. The low sorts arc still heavy. Grey
'nd dyed goods were in tolerable demand.
WAKEFIELD.—We have to report an active inquiry, and
„
`,!tensive sales in all combing wools this week, and at a fur-
"r improvement in price of ss. to 'Os. per pack. The finer
Tialities of short wool still remains dull, but there is more
is`:ing in the lower descriptions, and in blanket wools at rather
'tter prices.
i MANCHESTER, FRIDAY EVENING.—The unexpected rallying
brl.the Liverpool Cotton Market, and consequent advance in
Vic, making the present ,alue equal to the highest value
-°a*,e fourteen days ago, had induced buyers, who were execs-
lively shy last week, again to appear ; and, could they have
I)l4Chased oa the terms of this day sc'nnight, a large business
been done. This, however, the spinners and manufac-
ers would not comply with, but who, on the contrary, wore
tia in their demands at asking a trifling advance. 'rise still
ort s IIC-3
from America make the trade excessivelyta
uppgetty, as the first large arrivals would be taken as indica-
of still more ample supplies bein;,, on the way : aid prices
,(411d then inevitably, it is thought, recede. The present
:ek of cotton in first hands is now unusually small, and
Sequently within the convenient grasp of some half-
Clem leviathans. This fact renders it alm..st impossible to
cltohnealue of any article fur two days together.—Liverpool
" cv
le.

LIVERPOOL GO7'TON-MARKET, DEc 9.
The demand for cotton at the commencement of the week was
ter i animated, and prices of American rapidly advanced from %d.
it&Since Tuesday the market s been less animated,
a redpuction of 1,4 d. to Vtd. per lb. has i han
many instances been
I)„4lltted to. Still the week closes firmly at an advance of I%d.
1,
lb• on the quotations of last week. Sea Island island is in good
kt4land at full prices. The daily business in Egyptian is extensive
iitteady rates. Brazil is in good demand, and an advance of nearly
,q_ Per lb. on last week's quotatiOns has been generally obtained.
qt7ulators have been extensive buyers of Surat, which has ad -
lki:ed %d. per lb. The sales of the week amount to 29,180
including 5,000 American, 100 Egyptian, 300 Pernam, 6,600
S°rat,and 300 Bengal on speculation.
d. d.
0, Sea Islands l4i to 24
7 Stained ditto 5 116
1'47 Uplands 7 9 j
8,4° Mobile, &c.
1 New Orleans 7 96'
I:o2o.Egptians 96 —13 i
erynams, &c 96 —lO
70 Bahia!
120 Nlaranhams 9 96
Sawginned 6* 81
ktm_uecsales to-day are 5,000 bag,
e cy to advancy.

i. d.
90 Demeraras to 91-
40 Peruvians Bi— 9i
430 Laguayras Bi— 812
6,820 Surats

300 Bengals 5 0
10 Carthagenas 6 0
Manilla 0 0
West India 0 0
Rubadoes
Smyrna 0 0
and the inarket very firm, with

I.4l4rittive View of the Imports and Exports of Cotton into and
1:41 the whole Kingdom, from the Ist of January to the 2d
le. and of the Imports and Exports for the same period last

Bags.
1302,233
120,127
5,264
_ 142,142
40,933

LITERATURE.

THE COMIC ANNUAL.
Bally, London, 1837.

The present Conic Annual—observes Mr. Hood,
in a preface stuck as full of puns as a Christmas
pudding of plums—is the ninth of the series. We
should not have supposed so, for it is as fresh and
buoyant in its humour as if it were a first number.
The author wears well as a wag. Constant practice
does not dim or blunt his keen apprehension of the
quaint and the droll ; but, on the contrary, appears to
set a new edge upon it. The volume before us is quite
as rich and racy as the best of its predecessors ; the
oddities equally abundant ; the caricatures equally
provocative of inextingnishalile laughter. What, for
instance, can surpass the broad fun of the plate en-
titled " The Old Original Railway," wherein a parcel
of charity school-boys and girls are represented rattling
down stairs astride of the balustrades ? The attitude
of the hoyden girl is exceedingly ed►fying. Being on
the eve of throwing a summerset, she has of course no
time to consult the proprieties of posture : conse-
quently, her leg is visible up to the knees. "We
Don't Know What we can Do till we Try," is illustrated
by an ambitious goose, who is tasking his utmost facul-
ties to sNallow an eel nearly as big as himself. This
plate insinuates a valuable moral, for how many human
geese do we daily see attempting tasks above their ca-
pacity, and of course failing signally in the effo►t
Whenever henceforth we find a blockhead aping the
orator in the House of Commons ; or a dull matter-
of-fact plodder affecting the poet ; or an old man
attempting, by the aid of cosmetics, to look juvenile ;
or a Thersites to pass himself off for a Ulysses—when-
ever, we say, we meet with instances of absurd, misdi-
rected ambition like these, we shall always call to
mind Mr. Hood's goose straining to swallow an eel.
" Wigwam" represents a group of mice nestling
snugly in a barrister's wig. These lively vermin seem
to have been inspired by their locality, for they all look
as keen as so many lynx-eyed lawyers on the hunt for
a client. " He's a Going to Take a Tower" is capital.
A huge elephant, of a breed that must have come from
Brobdignag, dressed out in a dandy-travelling cloak, is
packing up his trunk, and preparing to set ont on a
tour. It must be a very uncommon stage-coach that
can hold this awful passenger—to say nothing of his
luggage, which consists of a round tower on his back,
which appears as though it were heavy enough to sink
a seventy-four. " Ono. Black Ball Excludes" repre-
sents a group of valorous officers flying in all direc-
tions from a cannon-ball which has just landed in the
midst of them. One of the warriors, unable to restrain
his boiling courage, is jumping head-foremost out of
the window. ; while another wooden-legged belligerent
is expediting his retreat, by catching fast hold of the
coat-skirts of his flying comrade in advance. " You're
Quite Safe—He Din't Wag his Tail," is one of the
broadest and most amusing caricatures in the volume.
The keeper of a menagerie has been fool enough to
thrust his head into the jaws of a lion, but his assistant
tells him not to fear, for that he has got fast hold of
the brute's tail, which, of course, increases his dispo-
sition to decapitate the keeper. We have mentioned
the best of the engravings, but there are many others
nearly equally good, which want of space alone pre-
vents us from noticing. The Literary department is
not unworthy of the illustrations. The " Carnal)),
Correspondence," in particular, is full of broad humour,
and penned throughout in Mr. Hood's most jocose
manner.

THE NABOB'S WIFE, 3 Vuls.
Bentley, London, 1837.

" The Nabob's Wife" is a clever, amusing tale,
possessing the recommendation of a singular and well-
conducted plot, and abundance of incidents. From
the frequency of its love-scenes, and the graceful and
delicate manner in which they are handled, we con-
clude that the author of this novel is a lady. The
female characters are all well conceived, and shrewdly
discriminated—especially that of the heroine, Elvira
Lady Melford, in the romantic adventures of whose
early youth, it is impossible not to take deep interest.
Her husband, too, the aristocratic purse-proud Na.
bob, with his long train of servants, his Indian col-
lection of curiosities, and his constant allusions to the
mode of life in the East, is a forcibly sustained sketch,
drawn, we suspect, direct from the life. But, perhaps,
the finest, certainly the most impassioned, scene in the
tale, is that wherein the libertine, Colonel Dormer,
under pretence of taking his last leave of Mary Mor-
daunt, carries her off, while she is in an insensible
state, to a madhouse at Paris, in the hope of terrifying
her into a mock marriage with him. The whole of
this scene is pourtrayed with great skill and. power,
and were not our columns so crowded with more pre.s-
ing matters, we would quote largely from it. The
dialogues in the " Nabob's Wife," which are numerous,
are replete with ease and vivacity.

MARY RAYMOND. 3 VoLs.
CoMuni, London, 1837.

This is a collection of tales from the practised pen
of Mrs. Go► e, one of our most popular and prolific
modern novelists. The best among them is the first,
which is entitled " Mary Raymond," and illustrates the
passion of jealousy as it influences the mind of a
formal, middle-aged, sullen man of business, who has
married a young and pretty wife, and imagines—
though without the slightest foundation for such be-
lief—that he has reason to suspect her of infidelity.
The revenge he takes, in consequence, is frightful :
and the details arc worked Hp by the authoress with
►masculine energy. It is a pity that she has not paid
equal attention to the other portions of the tale, which
are tot) much slurred over. We subjoin the sketch of
the conscience-stricken husband after the death of his
young wife, Mary :

" But was that chamber in truth a fatal chamber? Had
it. walls indeed echoed to the stifled groans of the murdered,
to the cry of a victim's dying anguish?—Had those lips, to
which the relaxation of after death imparted so soft an expres-
sion, been pi eviously distorted by the pangs of a violent end ?
—Had they called aloud for aid,—aloud for mercy, and in
va'n?—liad they faltered a response to the admonitory ques-
tion,—. Dcsdemoua ! have you pray'd to-night ?'
" That secret rests with the Almighty !—But in a private
asylum for the reception of lunatics, at Southampton, there
exists an unhappy patient who for years has sat rocking him-
self upon a chair; incessantly muttering between his teeth,
" I baffled them all,—l baffled them all !—I cheated the
lover,—l cheated the uncle,—l cheated the proud, insolent,
overbearing family !—I shut her her up in her coffin and se-
cured her from them fur ever.—And now she is mine again,—
now she is mine. Are you not mine, Mary ?—answer me child,
are you not mine?—She can't answer !—she groans,—She
does not speak,—there is blood in her mouth,—hide it,—close
up the coffin,--don't say I did it,--don't say I strangled her!
—No, no, never tell them how I managed to make you my
own again,—Mary,—Mary,—Mary.'

RAMBLES IN THE FOOTSTEPS OF DON
QUIXOTE
BY THE. LATE H. D. INGLIS.
London, Whittaker and Co., 1837.
• This is a posthumous work of the amiable and much-
lamented author of '' Tours in Spain," " The Tyrol,"
the " Channel Islands," " Ireland in 1834," " Walks
in many Lands," and several other productions, upon
the literary merits of which the public has pronounced
very favourably. The volume before us is fully equal
to any that preceded it ; and the illustrations with
which George Cruikshank has enriched its pages, are
replete with traits of the richest humour. Several of
the author's tales would do credit to the genius of
Cervantes himself ; and if we have anything to regret
it is that Mr. Inglis did not wholly devote his great
talents to the production of works of fiction, The fol•
lowing biographical sketch, from the preface of the
volume before us, is evidently the production of a too
partial friend ; but as its insertion in our columns may

be the means of rendering a service to the dearest re-
maining relative of a man of true genius, we have
pleasure in giving it : •
" Henry David Inglis was the son of a gentleman of very
ancient family, who is mention, d in Nisbet as coming over at
the period of the Conquest. His father was an advocate at
the Scotch bar, for which the son also was originally designed.
His discursive fancy, however, soon turned him aside from
such pursuits, and led him, at an early age, to visit foreign
lands, there to lay in, by the contemplation of nature in all
her most picturesque and sublime forms, the basis of all those
matchless descriptions with which his works everywhere
abound. His grandmother was daughter of the celebrated
Colonel James Gardiner, who fell so nobly at the battle of
Prestonpans, in 1745, and was herself the authoress of an
heroic poem : and through her he was rela'ed to the noble
house of Buchan and the Erskines. The venerable Lady
Raeburn was sister to his mother. His works are twofold :
they consist of fiction and travels ; and in these two walks, as
often happens to literary men, his success was precisely in the
inverse ratio of his merits. It is true, indeed, that whatever
genius the subject admitted or, was thrown into it; but books
of travels, however useful, do not, in their nature, so well
admit of any high flights of fancy. Ali that can be done, is
to give a faithful copy nature, and to paint justly men and
things as they really exist. Yet the man of true genius, even
her,: makes his power to be felt ; and in reading over the
pages of this new-tied spirit, we are everywhere made sensible
that in copying I,ature, by pourtrayieg her in her external
forms, he was descending from the elevation of his towering
genius. His work, entitled " SFain in 1830," is beyond all
question, his best book of this order ; and next, his " Ireland in
1834 ;" his" Channel Islands' contain many beauiful descrip-
tions, as also his " Tyrol," his " Switzerland and the Pyre-
nees," and his " Norway."
" But it was as a writer of fiction that Inglis was really
great. Indeed, while all the efforts of the greatest masters
still press on my memory, I doubt whether even the greatest
of them has far excelled this men in the regions of pure in-
ventive genius. Shakspeare it is well known, never once in-
vented the story of his plays. Byron owed most of his plots to
D'Herbelot, and the German Kotzebue; and failed only when
he trusted to his own invention; while, in one novel of Scott,
—the Ivanhoe—l detect no less than three long plagiarisms
of incident, direct from the Decameron of Boccacio. Inglis
invented all his own stories—because it was easier to invent than
to borrow ; and whatever this age may say to the contrary, I
boldly rssert that his new " Gil Blas" is one of the noblest
and mo..t finished efforts in the line of pure imaginative
writing, that ever fell from the pen of any one man, either in
our own orin any other age. Yet, will it be believed—this was
the only work, written by our author, that ever fell dead-born
from the press. The world, alarmed at the name, were one-
half of them afraid to read it—and the other half afraid to
judge when they had read it ; chile, of those able to judge,
and who felt the power of this admirable work, not a man
was found bold enough to stand up and hazird the public or-
deal by making known his opinion; to the world. That
work cost the author five years—no other ever cost him as
many months in the composition. " I lament to ray (my poor
friend used often to exclaim) I have been compelled to write
my Gil Bias for posterity." He was right, the world will
some day acknowledge it.
" I-Ls other imaginative work, " Solitary Walks in many
Lands," abounds in beauties of the highest order; and ap-
proaches in some parts very nea-ly to perfection in one of the
most capital, but unapproachable qualities in this species of
writing—l mean in the fine adaptation of human feeling and
sentiment to the beauties of the forms of nature without. His
apostrophes to May, and his solemn picture of September, have
few parallels in our tongue, whether for purity of diction or
for elevation of thought.
" He died on the 20th March, 1835, near Regent's Park,
at four in the morning, in the 40th year of his age—his body
prematurely sinking down beneath the weight of his exalted
mind.

" It only remains to be said that this work is faithfully
printed from the author's manuscript, which was completed a
short time before his ckv.th; it now published by his widow,
who has felt it a sacred obligation to preserve every word of
the loved and the lost,' without ehanue or alteration."

LARDNER'S CYCLOPEDIA.—No. XCVIL
Longmar, London, 1837.
The present Number of this valuable miscellany con-
tains a treatise on Geology, from the pen of Mr. Phil-
lips. The subject is ably discussed, in a popular
spirit, utterly free from anything like pedantry or un-
due abstruseness.

FRENCH AND ENGLISH IDIOMS.
De Porquet, London, 1837.
These are two useful elementary works, compiled
with great care, and which will prove of great assist-
ance to those who are commencing the study of the
French language.

HUNTER'S HORACE.
Parker, London, 1837.
A translation of the Satires and Epistles of Horace'
diligently rendered, but without point or vivacity.
Mr. Hunter is but a sorry versifyer, though he may be
a sound Latin scholar.