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ELEVENTH EDITION.

This day is published, Eleventh Edition, revised and greatly
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FLEMENTS of NATURAL PHILO-
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Now that we have sat down to draw up our Prospectus,
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Failing in our attempt either to enlist the ex-Chancellor, who
was in hot haste to meet the hero of Waterloo at Dover, or
the Prince of Protocols, who assured us that " he had not a
paragraph in him," the last having been expended to complete
the piscatory portion of the Queen's Speech, we had some
notion of applying to Sir Edward Lytton Bulwer, but feared
he would be too Whiggish and classical. Then we turned
our eyes to Eaton-square, and thought of placing ourselves
under an obligation to Sir William Alolesvrorth, but changed
our mind, lest his Durham politics should creep through a
transparent veil of Radicalism. Tom Wyse we were half in-
clined to solicit, but he wouldhave been rather heavy, and had
enough to do in Waterford. Richard Sheil had the next place
in our consideration, bxt his style would have been too spark-
ling and light for us ; and, moreover, we knew that ha was
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of Tipperary, but also in obtaining some knowledge of the
tallow and molasses trade out of M'Culloch's " Commercial
Dictionary."
Having at length seen that we must ourselves put on our
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should be extremely long and dull, or uncommonly short and
merry. Conscience whispered that we should speak the truth,
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safety of a corrupt and tyrannical commonwealth, all has re-
commended that both them and their lucubrations should be
bundled off to some comfortable and hospitable country, like.
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prompted us to treat a grave matter with becominz,serious-
ness ; but then the advice of Pliny flashed upon our memory,'
(Ut in vita sic in studiis.pulcherrimum, &c.) where he recom-
mends us to mingle mirth and gravity in our studies. We
feared to be vivacious and pointed, lest we should be condemned
as frivolous and slanderous, and suffer that public displeasure
which has ever been visited upon unhappy authors since the
time that the Athenians burned the books of Protagoras, and:,
the Romans hunted Diogenes and his companions out f. - -
city, for telling more than they wished to hear. " Hqsnan
Natur," as Dick Stapleton phrases it, would have .inclined
us to be a little vain, thereby following the counsel
of Lord Bacon, who informs us that " the fame of Seneca and
Cicero was kept fresh by their boasting, which seemOole like
varnish, that not only makes wood shine, but last ; btu we'drew
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far as we were concerned, should be monopolized by the com-
pounders of Morison's Pills, and Holloway's Poor sYan's Oint-
ment. Here, then, we were at a dead-lock, and seizing our
pen, first wrote a furious letter to Dr. Dionysius Lardner, com-
plaining that science had not yet discovered some piece of me-
chanism that might manufacture Prospectuses of all sorts and
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we, not long ago, went over the catalogue of the Liberal Me-
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gap." To put such an intellectual vehicle upon the road, we
think, would be considered Quixotic, even by so speculative and
excellent a judge of such matters as Mr. Peter Purcell. " A
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placehunter, "or else you will reckon but few readers." Upon
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humanity, that as the Irish public maintain a sufficient number
of newspapers to tell them falsehood, they will vouchsafe to sup-
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