The Sun.
London, England, 1839-03-12 00:00:00

The Bishop of LONDON seems to be utterly nib
conscious of the opinion which the public have
formed of him. He goes on night after night in
the House of Lords, as if he laboured under the
delusion that he gets credit, either in the House or
out of it, for sincerity in his fuss-making about
religion, whereas all the world knows that
CHARLES JAMES is the whitest of the
" whited sepulchres" that adorn our Apostolical
Establishment. The Right Reverend Father is
not a bigot—far from it. He is quite as. far from
being a zealot—he is totally destitute of the essen-
tial, and, to a certain degree, redeeming quality of
both these characters. If, then, we are asked what
he really is, we should say he is something between

tied His First Champagne, was produced here last night.
Th;s ',Wee *as tirWii•Allt ,atqed, 8t .1.116 Strand Theatre
some ve years since, but the Theatre was inter-
, dieted by the then Lord Chamberlain (the Duke of
Devonshire), on ite fifth representation.. The plot is
simple. CraVen (Mr. koihY) is tetiiithed to Mis%; BTz
grove (Miss Mordaunt), who loves a Captain Smith
(Mr. Wigan). Craven is invited to the hotise of the
lady's, uncle; Mr. Morton (Mr. Brdoks),. and , being
",paitictilirlY titilitl;" ei-iNte the services of one dickey
in k
Watt ( Mr. Wrench), late his valet, whom he, Craven,
takes with him as the Hon. A ------- s'''-''
" , vat's, vrou ID tV
SrPOqih , kh's. ioAct.p. :votutlipio ,fQi. his
~introducer. .rf:,Tliyo
'effect tlii. the "suppositious awaits persitade§ Cl'aiib-i to
refreshed,dr
gaiicei, makes aChampagneetsali for the fioristetrrea4 he gets
des-
perate lore ,to the ColiAin 'ti.f. the lady* lie was to .heVe
married ; the piece ends by his marrying the latter
il,adY, assigni:T hik previously intended to her 'right='right=-ul lover, Captain smith, and by eiterybddY fdrgetting
and forigiVi4. The plebe atioUnds iii piths ne* and I.31:01-;
good, bad, and indifferent. The last scene but one is
what is ~ • 1 • •
.., ..•••reo a , sc,t one. 01 ti 1a ~,. i 4
pats at one nr-flour-110,,r window, •C‘raven nr, a;totlP9s; e.nd
, W.tinch ot4 tt, lie'aci up through the hole of the coal-
tehnical -- -- - . li Niathre al,
beilar. Wrench was most effective, and made all hisjokes
tell; Brooks played the hen-Peeked httsband admirably;
and Miss Jane Mordtunt looked lovely as the 14roiOd.
The farce was received throughtnit With iihorlie oNughtet.;
feeding in
d
he Ta eV% 00hounds
A StiOit'iiNG dow. T c I '
of the horn which met at Ford-common on Monday last, and found a fox
somewhere in that neighbourhood, which after a severe
run was fortunate enoug-h to bale all his foes amongst the
complicated mazes of Tindal House Wood. As the hunt-
ing party went galloping along by the village of Etal, a
white COW, belong to Mr. Smith, of Etal Mill,
a court-yard with two or three others, on hearing the hl rat
some of the stray dogs which had been left out of the chase,
became
the whipper-in was sounding to warn in
, so elated, that she commenced scampering in good
earnest, and cleared the gate of the yard in gallant style,
She next went boldly at another gate which opposed her,
but missing her footing she alighted on it with her breast,
and smashed it to the
ground. The gate that she leaped
over successfully was upwards of five feet two inches ._
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