The Sun.
London, England, 1837-09-06 00:00:00

HA WICK.

A correspondent of this week observes—lt appears that
tie big-talkers tvho figured so lately at the Hon. Francis
Scott's dinner at Kelso have again been at their" vocation "
at the dinn.r at Jedburgh. The speeches, as we antici-

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gated, are little more than a mere echo of Close delivered at
Kelso, wlth a few otheri by way of supplement. Among
the latter, Mr. Rutherford's is the only one worth) of re-
mark. It is evidently modelled on the plan of the Wooden
Captains. Physical force has now b?come the watchword
of the party, and Mr. Rutherford is to furnish as many Jed-
Foresters as will do the business at next election—return a
Tory member to represent us in Parliament. We suspect
the worthy Magistrate has been Baccbi pieties when he
spoke. Drunk or sober, however, the people of klawick do
not like to be bullied, and we tell him for his comfort, after
all this threatening and bravado, if he and his foresters
bring beads a whit more vulnerable than the Captain's
along with them, " they arc but dead men." But it is not
of smelt "small deer" we mean to treat.
" The To, is's arc such liars," and some people are so
easily crammed, that we have been in a manner forced to
take up the pen in our own defence. Every sort of abuse
and falsehood of which Tory invention is capable, has been
heaped upon the devoted heads of the " Whig-Radicals of
Ha wick." We have heeu attacked in their after-dinner

speeches—we have been the unceasing theme of a rabid
Tort press—we have been preached against, and even
prayed at, by Tory Ministers from their pulpits, some of
whom, though dull enough upon every other subject, have
suddenly become animated on this.
Mr. Scott, in his speech at Jedburgh, has rendered

" Dick Young" immortal—has secured for him an unen-
viable niche in the Temple of Fame. The two syllables

will henceforth be familiar as a household word, and un-
honoured go down with Whig and Tory to latest genera-
tions. The story of his being in the Slitrig is altogether

fAlse, and invented by Mr. Scott himself, perhaps, in order
to round a period, or help him in a rhetorical flourish.
Robert Patterson in the swollen river, is also a pure fic-
tion, and known to be such by every man, woman, and
child in the town ; yet we are gravely told that the mur-
derous mob put him into the swollen river, aed kept him
down, and that his bead was-held above 'the stream till ho
male oath upon a Bible, which was brought, that he would
never rote for a Tory again, &c. &c. We defy any one
to prove that either of these men were put in the water,
or that a Bible was brought to swear them upon. We
demand the proof. Nay, we fearlessly appeal to the men
themselves.

We admit that the Tory voters met with ill usage, and

it is not wonderful that they did, everything considered.

One of them, a farmer, whose impudence is in exact pro-
portion to his ignorance, boasted at the first election, that
he would not be prevented from voting as he chose by the
crecchy stocking-makers of Haw•ick, as he chose con-
temptuously to call them. The boast has not been for-
gotten, and the foolish man owes the treatment he has
received to his own. imprudence- The populace also feel
indignant at the great number of Tory non-resident voters
who come to ever`• election from different parts of the
kingdom, for the purpose of swamping the real consti-
tuency of the county. Ocher causes might be mentioned
were it of any use to say more upon the subject, but we
find it impossible to disprove assertions, and correct m'sre-
presentations, as fast as the Tories can lie.---Ke/so Chronicle.

A most interesting scene took place on Friday, the
25th, at the Regent's-park barracks, by the burial of the
last Waterloo officer of the 2d Life Guards. When it is
remembered that only 22 short years have passed since this
mighty event, the recollection of how few are left is calcu-
lated to increase the impression on our minds of the fleeting
passage of the generations of men. Nearly 25 years ago,
upon the death of Sir John Moore, his elder brother, Mr.
Moore (who was chief surgeon of the 2d Life Guards) re-
ceived from the country a pension of 1,000/. a year. He
afterwards resigned, and Mr. Broughton (whose death was
mentioned in this paper of the 23d) was appointed in his
place. He accompanied the regiment to the continent, and
was with it at %V aterloo ; but he too is gone, and has fol-
lowed the millions who have preceded him into the dark
shades of the relentless grave. The ceremony of the in-
terment was deeply impressive, and touched the feelings of
all, whether friends or strangers ;
it was novel, being a
mixture both of civil and military arrangements. The pro-
cession, which included a beautiful charger in sable capa-
risons, end was preceded by the fine band and drums play-
ingunpho t
n °any e tnhuee ‘o4rDtheeatdrotipasrch," wound
The whole was under the orders of
leaning on
it trohlaaertmmns sublimewr.l3rt
sheerco°l
Colonel Reid. The procession conducted the body to the
hearse, whiea, followed by mourning coaches and four, in
one of which were the Colonel and an officer of each rank,
bore it to the cemetery. Mr. Broughton was well known
in the scientific world. He was a fellow of the Royal -So-
ciety and of the Geological Society.—Correspondent of a
Morning Paper.

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