The Sun.
London, England, 1839-09-18 00:00:00

,ONDON D \ti SDA Y SEPTHMBER 18, 18;9.

TO ENGINEERS AND MACHINE MAKERS.
ripHE PARENTS of a LAD 15 years of age,
who has been engaged for five or six years about a Ma-
chine, wish to Apprentice him to an ENGINEER or MA-
CHINE MAKER in the Country. A small Premium will be
given. Satisfactory references given and required.
Letters addressed J. S., 9, Exeter-street, Strand, will meet
with immediate attention.

TO STATIONERS.
TO BE DISPOSED OF, an Old-established
RETAIL STATIONARY BUSINESS, with a
valuable connection, situated iri one of the leading thorough-
fares of London, and likely shortly to be much improved by
one of the projected New Streets.
For particulars apply to Mr. W. L. Smith, 32, James-street,
Covent-garden.

SWAN COMMERCIAL AND FAMILY HOTEL,
BRISTOL, (Corner of Bridge-street, and opposite the
Bank of England).
WILLIAM GRAY (formerly of the Bull
Inn, Hertford, and late of Clare, Suffolk), in suc-
ceeding Mr. Thomas, in the above establishment, begs to ob-
serve that having for some years made the comforts and conve-
nience of Commercial Gentlemen his particular study, now
respectfully and confidently offers for their accommodation this,
the most central house in Bristol, which, with very superior
stabling, and lock-up coach-houses, extensive show-rooms, un-
exceptionable sleeping apartments, and the most liberal and
efficient domestic arrangements, will enable him to secure to his
friends and visitors all the comforts of home.

INDUSTRY WITHOUT REWARD•

The saddest aspect the decay of civic society can
exhibit, has always appeared to me to be this, when
honourable, honour-loving, conscientious diligence can-
not, by the utmost efforts of toil, obtain the necessaries
of life ; or when the working man cannot even find
work, but must stand with folded arms, lamenting his
forced idleness, through which himself arid his family
are verging to starvation, or, it may be, actually suffering
the pains of hunger.—Thomas Carlyle s New Work.
[ls not, then, civic society decaying in Britain ?
Alas! how many goed men are there here that at the
age even of threescore years have to stand begging to
a brother worm for work, and not even getting leave to
toil themselves to their graves for bread? But we had
forget—there is, the Poor-law—yea, and there is a work-
house to boot. Both are a disgrace to any land. There
should be no legal provision for the poor, simply be-
cause there ought to be no poor that chance charity
could not relieve. It is a foul blot on the escutcheon
of any nation, that there is Such a thing as habitual
poverty to any extent that uncompelled benevolence
could not amply provide .for. Bat if there be laws
which rob labour of its reward, tax it's bread, force it
into the workhouse, and burden it with the support of
the rich out of it's scanty earnings, why then the legal
provision for men so used and oppressed should be
one he has earned 'a right to demand ; it should be
rendered pleasant to him ; it should be anything but
degrading or disgusting. It is an equivalent for work
done—not a charity—it is a small return out of the 100
per cent. which aristocracy charges democracy for
bread. There is no apology whatever for a new Poor-
law, with a Corn-law. There is no reason for throwing
the poor on their own resources so long as the rich are
not left to theirs. Nay, even so long as there is a
bread-tax, the labourer is 'not thrown on his own re-
sources, but forced to work six hours for himself, and
six out of every twelve in each day for that lord or squire
who has the impudence to tell him to depend entirely
upon himself.—Anti-Com-law Circular.]

A PERSIA rsi PRINCE'S IMPRES-

SIONS OF ENGLAND.

The following curious impressions of England and its
inhabitants ate extracted from a translation of a journal
of one of the Persian Princes, who visited this country
in 1836, in order to prevail upon our Government to
oppose the accession of the reigning Shah. The
translation is printed for private circulation, but in
justice to the lovers of the marvellous, it ought to be
made as public as possible :

DESCRIPTION OF THE ROAD FROM FALMOUTH TO

LONDON.

" From the time that we left Falmouth till we arrived
at London, we did not see a span of earth uninhabited.
In all places along the roads and streets we observed
me❑ and women walking arm in arm ; also coaches and
carriages, in which there were ladies like the houris,
running in every direction ; every moment increased our
surprise as we advanced. Even the peasants that dwell
in villages have lofty and beautiful houses ; outside of
every house there are beautiful gardens, adorned with
very fine flowers, where ladies splendidly dressed take
their walks. All the time of our travels in this coun-
try, our eyes did not see a single handbreadth of earth
but all covered with delightful green, roses and all
kinds of flowers guarded by the nightingales' singing,
Such air and water are scarcely in the world, indeed
what there is to be seen is enough to take away the
senses. It is the first story of paradise, the majestic
moon, the nightingales on the trees standing,with pride,
the roses resemble the cheeks of the inhabitants. At
length, all this night we went on, passing by gardens,
edifices, and lights, there was no darkness at all. In
all the roads, there are lanterns lighted, also the houses
give out their lights from the windows, in short, our
travelling in midnight was not less pleasant than that
of midday."