The Sun.
London, England, 1837-07-20 00:00:00

MASONIC ASYLUM.

Yesterday the second antiversary in aid of the: contenl'
plated Asylum for Aged and Decayed Freemasons, took
place at the Freemasons Tavern, when about 2C,0 brethren
and visitors sat down to an excellent banquet. In the
Chair was brother JOSEPH COPELAND BELL.
After the cloth had been removed, and " 1\1;on nobis" sung,
The CHAIRMAN said the first toast which he had to give
was one which would be received with a melancholy interest,
and which he need not say should be drunk in solemn
silence, namely, " The memory of his late Majesty and then'
late Patron."—(Drank in solemn silence.)
The CHAIRMAN then gave a toast of a more cheering
description, and which would be drank with an equal but a
more lively display of devotion and respect, namely, the
health of a lady who was not only the first in rank of her
sex, but the head of the Government of this country.
Though her reign might not prove as brilliant in victories ag
those of her illustrious predecessors, Elizabeth and Anne,
he trusted it would be distinguished by a still more happY
omen—the peace and happiness of her subjects.—(Cheers)
The toast which he had now to give was " The Queen."----
(Drank amidst enthusiastic cheering.)
Tune—" God save the Queen."
The CHAIRMAN then gave, in appropriate terms, " The
Queen Dowager, and the rest of the Royal Family ;"which
was drunk amidst loud cheering.
The CHAIRMAN next gave " The health of their Grand
Master, the Duke of Sussex," a toast which, whether En-
glishmen or Freemasons, none could receive without vivid-
enthusiasm and admiration.—(Enthusiastic cheering.)
The following toasts then ensued :—" The past Gran,'
Masters, deputy Grand Masters, and the other provincial
Grand Masters of England." " The Grand Masters of
Ireland and Scotland, and the other ()Steers of those
countries."

Mr. llEact;Lus ELLIS, provincial Grand Master of Mo-
naghan, returned thanks on the part of the Duke of Leinster
and the officers of Ireland.
The CHAIRMAN then proposed a toast which, on the'
present occasion, would be received with peculiar interest
and warmth, namely, " The proposed Asylum for Aged
Decayed Freemasons." The worthy brother, after desc,:io-
ing the progress which the proposed institution bad macLe in
the two years since it had been proposed, observed th at it
was not possible to speak to a body of Freemasons in, the
language of doubt and despondency when the object was one
of charity.—(Cheers.) Two years ago they had not 3
shilling towards the foundation of this asylum ; now the
Trustees had upwards of 1,0001,, independent of the sub-
scriptions which, he trusted, would this evening most libe-
rally be handed into them.--(Cheers.)
Brother PITT then spoke an appropriate poetic address,
written by Brother J. F. Smith, of the Bank of England
Lodge.

The CHAIRMAN then proposed the health of the hide:
fatigable Treasurer of the Institution, to whose zeal, acti-•
vity, and perseverance, they were all mainly indebted for
the position the Institution now so proudly assumed. Be?
could not himself do adequate justice to the toast, whicli
he left in the hands of the meeting.—(Loud cheering, nod,
it was observed that the ladies in the Gallery rose to ale
toast.)
The TREASURER (Dr. Crucifix), after reading a Report
of the state of the Institution, returned thanks in a very
impressive manner, and was loudly and enthusiaaicaDY
cheered.

The subscriptions amounted to upwards of 6001.
The Chairman's health was proposed by Mr. HERCULES
al.'s, in a strain of very pleasing eloquence, and suitably
acknowledged by Mr. BELL, who, after complimenting the
ladies, who then retired from the gallery, gave, as a con-
eluding toast, " The Stewards of the day ; and may their
successors emulate their example."
Mr. G. PRICE returned thanks, and the meeting then
broke up.

The Musical department was under the direction of Bro-
ther J. Lee Stevens, to whose assiduity and taste it did
great credit. The performers, ladies and gentlemen, sang
most admirably. Our friend Wilson, of Covent-garden,
sang "John Anderson, my joe," in his own exquisite after-
dinner style. Nothing could exceed the hilarity and goo('A
feeling which prevailed throughout the evening.
A concert took place afterwards in a room up stn'irs
The company did not separate till an advanced hour Q
the night,

I

C. LAMB'S LETTERS. 2 Vols.
Mozon, London, 1837.

These observations, though meant of course, in jest,
have truth for their ground-work. Another specimen
of Lamb's whimsical love of exaggeration occurs in one
of his Letters addressed to Baron Field, who had re-
cently accepted a judicial situation in New South
Wale's

" Do give me some notion of the manners of the inhabit-
ants where you are. They don't thieve all day long, do
they ? No human property could stand such continuous battery.
And what do they do, when they ar'nt stealing ? Have you got
a theatre ? What pieces are performed ? Shakspeare's I sup-
pose; not so much for the poetry, as for his having once been
in danger of leaving his country on account of certain small
deer. Have you poets among you ? Cursed plagiarists, I fancy,
if you have any. I would not trust an idea, or a pocket-hand-
kerchief of mine among them."

Writing to Miss Wordsworth to inform her of the
removal of his sister and himself from the Middle
Temple to lodgings in Russell-street, Covent-garden,
Lamb says with mingled humour and feeling :
c, I thought we never could have been torn up from the
Temple. Indeed it was an ugly wrench, but like a tooth, now
'tis out, and I'm easy. We never can strike root so deep in
any other ground. This where we are, is one of the individual
spots I like best, in all this great city. The theatres with all
their noises. Covent Garden, dearer to me than any gardens
of Alcinous, where we are morally sure of the earliest peas
and 'sparagus. Bow-street, where the thieves are examined, is
within a few yards of us. Mary had not been here four and
twenty hours before she saw a thief. She sits at the window
working; and casually throwing out her eyes, she sees a con-
course of people coming this way, with a constable to conduct
the solemnity. These incidents agreeably diversify a female
life."

In a still broader and more characteristic vein of
humour, Lamb thus writes to Mr. Patmore, on the
subject of' the latter's Dash—a fine dog, but sadly
given to misbehave himself :
" Excuse my anxiety, but how is Dash ? Goes he muzzled,
or aperto ore? Are his intellects sound, or does he wander a
little in his conversation ? You cannot be too careful to watch
the first symptoms of incoherence. The first illogical snarl he
makes, to St. Luke's with him. All the dogs here are going
mad, if you believe the overseers ; but I protest they seem to
me very rational and collected. But nothing is so deceitful as
mad people, to those who are not used to them. Try him with
hot water. If he won't lick it up, it is a sign he don't like it.
Does his tail wag horizontally, or perpendicularly ? That has
decided the fate of many dogs in Enfield. Is his general de-
portment cheerful? I mean when he is pleased, for other-
wise there is no judging. You can't be too careful. Has he
bit any of the children yet? If he has, have them shot, and
keep hirn for curiosity to see if it was the hydrophobia. Do you
get paunch for him ? Take care the sheep was vane. What I
have scratched out here is a German quotation from Lessing on
the bite of rabid animals. The meaning in English is—" avoid
to approach an animal suspected of madness, as you would
avoid fire or a precipice," which I think is a sensible observa-
tion. The Germans are certainly profounder than we."
There has been an infinite deal of twaddle written
lately about Lamb. Many of his admirers seem to
thitLl: that he could never crack a joke, or stammer out
a pun, without enunciating a philosophical sentiment
worthy of Bacon. According to these bland pedants,
his very laugh had a pathos in it calculated to make
one weep ; and when he shook his head, there ~vas as
Profound a meaning in that shake, as in Lord Bur-
leigh's celebrated one immortalized by Sheridan in the
Critic.. One of his admirers, in reviewing the pre-
sent volumes the other day in a weekly literary news-
paper, actually goes the length of discovering that lie
could not eve, drink
a pint of porter on a hot clay,
after a long, dusty walk, without evincing by the
depth of his draught, his love of the good old times.
Hs potation, hints this profound sage, was sig-
nificant of his mental tastes. He cared nothing
about quenching his thirst : not he ; by availing him-
self of such a " coarse and vulgar" luxury, as porter,
he merely meant to show how deeply his fine intellect
was imbued with the spirit of the pasta surmise
which, ridiculous enough in itself, is rendered still
more so, when it is remembered that porter is, compara-
tively speaking, of yesterday's date ; and that spark-
ling October Ale was the favourite beverage of our
ancestors ! AV this is sad trash, and none would
laugh at it more heartily than Lamb himself, were he
alive. If he ridiculed Coleridge for calling him
gentle-hearted," how much more would he have ridi-
culed those blind admirers who find excellencies in his
wry defects, and diligently scribble an immensity of
nonsense, for the praise-worthy purpose of showing that
they know less of the man, than may he known by
any one who reads his Elia and his Letters with at-
tention.. The truth is, Lamb was a shy, nervous
person ; of desultory habits of reading ; of acute,
but limited, powers of mind ; and of odd, old-
fashioned. habits, such as we often meet with in con-

" C. Lamb's Letters," like his " Essays of Elia,"
and indeed like every thing he ever wrote, are distin-
guished by the truly original character of their style
and humour. Those who expect to find in them any
allusion to the passing topics of the day, will be dis-
appointed ; for the author seldom troubled himself
with the common-places of every-day life ;he chro-
nicled no birth, death, or marriage ; indulged in no
political gossip, like Horace Walpole in no satirical
allusions to his literary contemporaries, like Byron ;
but confined himself chiefly to pourtraying his own
thoughts and feelings, and crackino his own quaint
jokes, in a half mirthful, half serious mood, on mat-
ters for which the majority of readers care not
two straws. Though engaged, for the best portion
of his life, in pursuits of active business at the
East India House, hs was essentially a man of shy,
recluse habits, living far less in the world, or for the
world than Byron, who, nevertheless, was always
making a boast of his having no feelings nor interests
in common with it. In fact, he possessed in reality,
what his Lordship possessed but in imagination—
namely, a philosophic indifference to reputation. He
inacibwad captandum hits in his writings ; appealed
to no popular tastes or prejudices ; but, on the con-
trary, seemed to take a pride in running counter to
them. This was not affectation, but the peculiar
idiosyncrasy of the man. His mind was almost h w o y
of a retrospective nature, ever dwelling on the past, and
indifferent to the present. He cared little for the writings
of his fashionable contemporaries, prizing those only who
were the idols of the select few. But, perhap, the chief
objects of his idolatry—for idolatry it was in Lamb—
'were the authors of the 16th and 17th centuries, in
whose works he discerned every attainable excellence,
and with whose quaintnesses of thought, humour, and
even style, he had so completely saturated his mind,
that he was constantly reproducing them in his own
works. Who cannot detect Sir Thomas Browne's
cast of sentiment in " Thoughts on New Year's Eve ;"
the structure of Fletcher's versification in John Wood-
vil's account of the " Forest Sports ;" or the rugged
mannerism of Donne in " Angel Help ?" As a
poet, we entertain a very indifferent opinion of
Charles Lamb; he wants grace, sweetness, fancy,
and simplicity of thought ; but as a critic, and a
humourist, we feel that no praise of ours can go
beyond his deserts. His remarks on Lear and
Hogarth are among the finest things of the sort in the
language ; and his Essays of Elia, popular as they
are now, will be a thousand times more so twenty years
hence. They have in them all the germs of perpe-
tuity. Of his Letters in the present volumes, we may
speak in similar terms of praise. Though some of them
may appear elaborate, yet they are quite otherwise, it
being only the epigrammatic structure of the language
that can mislead people in this respect. The thoughts
and feelings ever spring " warm from the heart and faith-
ful to its fires ;" and the odd, out-of-the-way jests are
equally unpremeditated. Who can fail to recognize
the perfect nature of these remarks, which occur in
one of Lamb's Letters to Southey ?
" I am going to stand god-father. I don't like the business.
I cannot muster up decorum for these occasions; I shall cer-
tainly disgrace the font. I was at Hazlitt's marriage, and
had like to have been turned out several times during the ce-
remony. Anything awful makes me laugh. I misbehaved
once at a funeral."

firmed old bachelors—in short, a Jonathan Oldbuck,
with the sting taken out of him—that is to say,
possessing all his quaint humour, but none of his
caustic powers of satire. This character is a very ge-
neral one ; but it is not often, as in Lamb's case, that it
elicits its own peculiarities through the medium of
authorship. We more frequently find it written of,
than writing of itself--hence the puzzle that Elia was,
and is, to the softer-headed of his admirers.
Mr. Talfourd's share of the work is done in a
sketchy, but, on the whole, satisfactory manner, though
we must object to the bland and deferential way in
which he alludes to the savage attacks made by
the " Anti-Jacobin" and " Edinburgh Reviews" on
his friend. He holds, not the language of indigna-
tion, but of the politest regret, which is somewhat
misplaced, considering that the malignant charge in
the " Anti-Jacobin" against Lamb, regarded the
man, not the author. A little friendly choler would,
we think, not have been amiss here. The Learned Ser-
jeant's personal sketch of Lamb, and of his first inter-
view with him, when they made a night of it at the
latter's chambers, is executed in a far more hearty and
cordial spirit. But indeed every portion of the bio-
graphy is well done, except the more ambitious por-
tions of it, which are ornate and poetical to a most
perplexing degree. For instance, wishing simply to
inform us that Coleridge disliked the Unitarian faith,
and the doctrines of Hartley, Priestley, and Edwards,
because they did not afford sufficient exercise for his
ever-active imagination, the biographer expresses hirnse
as follows :

" The imagination, which afterwards struggled gloriously
but perhaps vainly to overmaster the stupendous clouds of
German philosophies, breaking them into huge masses, and
tinting them with heavenly hues, then shone through the
the simple articles of Unitarian faith, the graceful architecture
of Hartley's theory, and the well compacted chain by which
Priestley and Edwards seemed to bind all things in necessary
connexion, as through transparencies of thought ; and, finding
no opposition worthy of its activity in this poor foreground of
the mind, opened for itself a bright succession of fairy visions,
which it sought to realize on earth."
The above passage is a remarkable specimen of
what—for want of some better term—we may call a
mere verbal imagination. It is nothing more than a
heap of clotted metaphors, strung together without
order, and conveying not one single idea beyond the
one we have above mentioned. Compare it with one
of Burke's most splendid passages, such as his com-
parison of the Constitution to the " proud keep of
Windsor," or the sketch of Hyder Ally's troops hanging
like "black clouds" on the mountains, ready to pour down
on the valley of the Carnatic ; and the difference be-
tween the poetry of idea, and that of mere words, will
at once be perceived. In the one case, we have the
true, in the other the false, Florimel. In the imagi-
nation of Burke, all is clear, distinct, and positive ;
in the above flourish of Mr. Talfourd (and there are
other such in the present volumes) all is a vague,
cloudy indistinctness, calculated, however, to have
an effect on a superficial reader ; because " your
true no-meaning puzzles more than wit." The
Learned Sergeant should bear in mind that meta-
phors, fractured in every limb, are not ideas ; that
pinchbeck is not gold ; and that it is by no means
a proof of genius to say, " imagination shines through
a well-compacted chain." Had we not seen from his
splendid speech in Parliament on the law of copyright
that Mr. Talfourd has the " sterling ore" within
him, we should not have ventured on these remarks ;
but when a man can write ably, we see no reason why
he should be spared when he writes directly the re-
verse.

THE ENGLISH SONG OF LIBERTY.

(FROM A CORRESPONDENT AT PONTEFRACT.)
Our Country's proud defenders,
Your glory's day is come 1
Conformers and Pretenders,
And Bribers may go home
They'd cheat, oppress and tax us,
And make it up with bribes,
And if our CONSCIENCE racks us
They'll answer us with jibes.
No 1 MEN OF POAFFRET, NO
We hold our honour still,
In spite of Whigs and Tories too 1
And what is more—WE WILL !
They think a mess of pottage
Will buy our birthright—No !
There's Freedom in a cottage,
And they will find it so.
The Law our franchise gave us,
That we might use it well;
They want it to enslave us :
It is not our's to sell I
No I Men of Pomfret, &c.
They call the bribe a present—
No doubt its kindly meant,
Though some Men find it pleasant,
To keep it back for Rent.
The lawyers I HONEST creatures !
They only wish to please,
You see it in their features ;
They never care for fees
No I Men of Pomfret, &c.
There are, who've codes of honour,
The champions of the Church,
Yet leave, oh I shame upon her !
Her precepts in the lurch.
The poor man's born protectors,
The noble and the brave,
Who traffic in electors,
And mock their willing slave.
No Men of Pomfret, &c.
We want cheap Schools and Justice 1
To shun the Lawyer's claws ;
We want, where dirt and rust is,
To clean it off our laws.
We must (we don't refuse them),
Our proper rates defray,
But we've a right to choose them
Who spend what we must pay.
No ! Men of Pomfret, &c.
We love the Negro dearly,
Although his skin is black,
We'd got his freedom nearly,
But now they've got him back.
Our Twenty Million LENT IS 1
And if they cheat and scourge
And kill the poor " Apprentice"
We'll find a friend in Sturge
No Men of Pomfret, &c.
We own you, Men of Ireland 1
As friends and brethren too ;
If England be the higb'r land
She'll bend to rescue you.
Though Orange tythemen rally
Round Ernest's hated name,
Let every hill and valley
VICTORIA ! loud proclaim !
No ! Men of Pomfret, &e.

No favour or affection
• Should guide the poor man's voice :
The BALLOT'S his protection,—
No ballot is no choice.
SHORT PARLIAMENTS are needed,
To keep men honest there ;
The oft'ner beds are weeded,
The better crops they'll bear.
No I Men of Pomfret, &c.
'Twas foul corruption only
Bade half our franchise end ;
That left our honour lonely,—.
No champion and no friend
That makes the patriots rough rage
Arise at Pomfret's name,
For England's HOUSEIIOLD SUFFRAGE
Is barred by Pomfret's shame.
No 1 Men of Pomfret &c.
410 Then Britons ! Christians Freemen ;
One glorious effort make 1
To seem men, we must BE MEN I
At HONOUR'S call, awake I
Hear not the base oppressor !
His foul proposal scout!
Think of your QUEEN, Goo BLESS HER,
And turn the fellow out !!
No ! MEN OF POMFRET, NO !
We hold our honour still,
In spite of Whigs and Tories too 1
And what is more—WE WILL I

Between ten and eleven o'clock on Sunday night the
wife of Mr. William Cox, of No. 14, London.street, Fitzroy-
square, gold beater, terminated her existence by
hanging her-
self. The unfortunate woman was discovered by one of her
daughters suspended by a clothes' line to the foot-rail of the
bedstead. She was immediately cut down, and surgical aid
procured, but vitality was quite destroyed. The deceased had
only retired to her bedroom about half an hour before. No
cause can be assigned for her committing the rash act. The
I and has left a large family,
deceased was forty years of age

HER M.

LEVEE

The Queen held her first Levee yesterday afternoon at St.
James's Palace, and the attendance of the nobility and gentry
was more numerous than on any occasion for a number of
years past.
Her Majesty having arrived at St. James's Palace the fol-
lowing had audiences of her Majesty :
The Bishop of Norwich, to kiss hands, on being appointed
Clerk of the Closet.
Lord Byron, to kiss hands, on being appointed ono of the
Lords in Waiting on her Majesty.
Sir George Quentin and Colonel Wemyss, introduced by
the Master of the Horse, to kiss hands, on their respective ap-
pointments.
The Hon. William Cowper, on his appointment as Groom
in Waiting. Mr. Cowper was afterwards presented at the
Levee by Viscount Melbourne.
The following bad also audiences of the Queen in the Royal
Closet, to which they were respectively introduced by Viscount
Palmerston, Principal Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs,
and conducted by Sir R. Chester, Master of the Ceremonies :
Baron Fagel, from the King of
.tne Netherlands, to compli-
ment her Majesty upon her succession.
Baron Bulow, Count Bjornstjerna, and M. Dedel, the Mi.
nisters from the Kings of Prussia, Sweden, and the Nether-
lands, to deliver their new credentials.
Count Orloff, on a special mission from the Emperor of
Russia.

M. Van de Weyer, Minister from the King of the Belgians,
to deliver a letter.
Her Majesty received two Addresses on the Throne.
The Address of the Court of Lieutenancy of the City of
London was presented by the Right Hon. the Lord Mayor,
Sir Claudius Hunter, Sir Peter Laurie, Sir William Heygate,
Aldermen Matthew Wood and Winchester, Colonel Bosan-
quet, Captain Tickner, Messrs. Westwood, Downes, Heath,
Lorkin, Corney, Gibbs, Aland, Curtis, Lyall, Ward, Ellice,
and Henley Smith ; all of whom kissed hands.
The Address from the city of Dublin was presented by the
Lord Mayor of Dublin, Mr. Sheriff Veevers, Colonel Sir
Robert Shaw, Bart., and Captain Rochfort, Royal Navy. The
Lord Mayor and Mr. Sheriff Veevers were afterwards pre-
sented at the Levee by his Excellency the Lord Lieutenant of
Ireland, and Captain Rochfort by Lord Bloomfield. The
Sword-bearer was in attendance on the deputation.
Her Majesty's Honourable Corps of Gentlemen-at-Arms
attended the reception of those Addresses, and were commanded
by Mr. Reeve, standard bearer to the corps.
The Queen then took the station usually occupied by the
Sovereign at Levees, near the window in the Throne-room.
Her Majesty was attired in mourning, and wore the ensigns of
the Order of the Garter, the badge of the Order set in dia-
monds. Her Majesty's train was supported by the Pages of
Honour, Masters Ellice and Cavendish. In close attendance
on the Queen were the Duchess of Sutherland, Mistress of
the Robes ; Lady Portman, Lady in Waiting ; Lord Tem-
plemore, Sir Robert Otway, and Colonel Cavendish, the
Lord, Groom, and Equerry in Waiting. Near to the Queen
stood the Duke of Sussex, wearing the Ensign of the Order
of the Garter and the Star of the Order of the Thistle ; the
Duke of Saxe Meiningen, Prince Ernest of Hesse Phillips-
thal, the Lord Steward, the Lord Chamberlain, the Master of
the Horse, the Ministers of the Crown, and the Officers of the
Household.

The entree company were first introduced to her Majesty.
In the circle the following presentations took place :—Le
Prince de Schonburg, Le Comte Szechengi, Le Comte de
Hangivitz, Le Comte Emanuel Zichy, Count Maurice Ester-
hazy, Count Bathiany, Count J. Ferdinand de Taste, Che-
valier of the Order of St. John of Jerusalem, and Member
of the States of Moravia and Bohemia; Le Comte Miccio-
calehi, et son fils, de Milan ; Le Due de Sforza Cesarine,
de Rome ; Le Comte Waldstein ; M. de Hummelauer and
M. d'Odelga, Secretaries, and Baron Lebzeltern, Attache,
to the Austrian Embassy, by Prince Esterhazy, Austrian
Ambassador.
Baron de Brockhausen, Envoy Extraordinary and Minister
Plenipotentiary at the Court of Sweden; and M. Hebeler,
his Prussian Majesty's Consul-General, by Baron Bulow, the
Prussian Minister.
Baron Taubenheim, Chamberlain and Equerry, and Baron
de Walsleben, Cavalry Officer, in the service of the King of
Wurtemberg, by Count Mandelsloh, the Wurtemberg Minister.
Mr. Buchanan, Chief Justice of the Supreme Court of
Maryland ; Colonel White, a Member of the House of Re-
presentatives of the United States; M. Vaux, Attache to the
Legation ; and Mr. Haden, by Mr. Stevenson, the American
Minister.

The Baron Desmousseaux de Givre, First Secretary to the
Embassy sent to London on mission, and Count de Forbin
Janson, Attache to the Embassy, by the French Ambassador.
Shevket Bey, First, and Nedira Effendi, Second Secretary,
M. Cor and M. Agob, Interpreters, of the Embassy ; M.
Musonries, late Interpreter of the Turkish Embassy in Paris;
Bekir Bey, Colonel, and Emeen Bey, Lieutenant-Colonel in
the Turkish army, by Rechid Bey, the Turkish Ambassador.
Baron Stockmar and M. Achar, Second Secretary of the
Be!gian Legation, by the Belgian Minister.
Count de Danneskiold, by the Danish Minister.
M. P. Ralli, Consul-General of Greece, by his Excellency
.M. Tricoupi, the Grecian Minister.
Chevalier de Macedo, Secretary, and M. A. de Paiva, At-
tache, to the Brazilian Legation, by the Brazilian Minister. "
Baron Bentinck, Secretary to the Dutch Legation, by M.
Dedel, the Dutch Minister.

Mr. Coiquhoun, Agent and Consul-General for the Hante
Towns, by Viscount Palmerston.
The Baron de Moncorvo, the Chevalier Gomes de Castro
(of the Council of her Most Faithful Majesty), the Chevalier
de Carvelho, Attache, and the Consul- General of Portugal,
by the Chevalier de Ribeiro, the Portuguese Charge d'Af-
faires.
At the Levee the following presentations took place The Lord Chamberlain to the Queen-Dowager, by the Lord
Chamberlain.
The Master of the Horse to the Queen-Dowager, by the Lord
Chamberlain to the Queen Dowager.
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The Right Hon. H. Labouchere, to kiss hands on being
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of Trade.
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Mr. Thomas Chitfner, Paymaster of the Household by the
Duke of Argyll.
Lieutenant- General Sir Herbert Taylor, G. C. 8., by Lord
Hill.
Sir William Woods, K. H., Clarencieux King of Arms, by his
Grace the Duke of Norfolk, Earl Marshal of England. The Chief Remembrancer of Ireland, by the Lord Lieutenant
of Ireland.
The Dean of Hereford, Deputy Clerk of the Closet in Wait-
ing, and Chaplain to the Queen Adelaide, by the Lord
Chamberlain to the Queen Dowager.
The Rev. Dr. Foord Bowes, Deputy Clerk of the Closet,
by the Lord Bishop of Ely.
Sir Harris Nicholas, K. C. M.G., Chancellor of the Order of
St. Michael and St. George, by Lord Glenelg.
Vice- Admiral Sir Charles Rowley, to return the key he held
of his late Majesty.
M. Salarne, her Majesty's Oriental Interpreter, by Lord
Palmerston, and kissed hands on his re-appointment to
the office.
Loyal and dutiful addresses of condolence on the death of
his late Majesty, and of congratulation on her Majesty's ac-
cession to the Throne, were presented to the Queen at the
Levee by
The Duke of Wellington, Master ; Captain John Henry
Pelly, Deputy Master ; Captain Thomas Brown, Captain
John Hayman, Captain Andrew Thubrell, Wardens ; and
Mr. Herbert, Secretary, from the Corporation of Trinity
House, London.

Sir Martin Archer Shee, President ; William Hilton,
Esq., Keeper; and Henry Howard, Esq., Secretary, from
the Royal Academy of Arts. Sir M. Shee, and Messrs.
Howard and Hilton, were presented by Lord J. Russell, and
kissed hands.
Sir Henry Halford, President of the College, from the
Royal College of Physicians.
The Duke of Sutherland, President ; the Marquis of Lo-
thian, the Earl of Rosebery, Vice-President; the Hon. Wm.
Fraser, of Saltoun, Treasurer ; Sir David Wilkie, Sir Peter
Laurie, Mr. Mackintosh, of Dalmunzie, and Mr. Laurie,
from the Scottish Corporation of the Foundation of King
Charles 11.
William Earle, jun., Esq., Mayor of Liverpool, William
Wallace Currie, Esq., and Francis Jordan, Esq., from the
Mayor, Aldermen, and Burgesses of Liverpool. Messrs.
Earle, Currie, and Jordan were presented by Lord John
Russell, Secretary of State for the Home Department.
Earl Grey, from the town of Berwick-on-Tweed, Earl Minto,
from the Royal Astronomical Society, Viscount Howick, from
the ministers, elders, and members of the Alnwick United
Associate Congregation.
Mr. Wheble, High Sheriff for Berks, Major- General Sir
Willoughby Rooke, Colonels Sir Henry Watson, Sir Frederick
Watson, Mr. Walter, and Mr. Bulkeley, from Berkshire. Mr.
Wheble, Sir W. Rooke, and Mr. Golding were presented by
the Marquis of Downshire • Mr. Walter and Mr. Bulkeley
were presented by the Earl Of Abingdon, and Sir H. and Sir
F. Watson by Viscount Berasford.
Lord Saltoun, from the town of Inverness and the town of
Forres.
Mr. Stanley, from the borough of Stockport.
Mr. Reeve, Standard-bearer of the Hon. Corps of Gentle-
men at Arms, from the royal town and manor of Richmond,
Surrey. Mr. Reeve was presented by Lord Foley.
Hon. F. Byng, from the churchwardens and representative
vestry of St. James's.
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M. Ellice, with the Mayor of Coventry, and Mr. William
Williams.

Lord Granville Somerset, from the magistrates of the county
of Monmouth.

Lord Dinorben, from the mayor, aldermen, and council of
the borough of Denbigh. His Lordship was presented by the
Duke of Sussex.
Lord Ernest Bruce, from the mayor, aldermen, town coun-
cil, and inhabitants of the borough of Marlborough ; also from
the inhabitants of the Vale of the Avon, in the county of Wilts.
Earl of Ripon, from the President and Council of the Royal
Society of Literature.

Mr:Hamilton, President of the Royal Geographical So-
ciety. Mr. Hamilton was presented by the Earl of Ripon.
The Lord Mayor, Sir James Duke, Sheriff; Mr. Sheriff
Johnson ; Messrs. David Salomons, John Travers, George
Carroll, Moses Montefiore, John Sivewright, Edward Abbott,
Charles Bleaden, George Grote, William Crawford, James
Pattison, George Bracher, William Barber, Mr. Under-She-
riff Wire, Mr, Under Sheriff France ; the Deputation of the