The Sun.
London, England, 1862-09-09 00:00:00

THE INTERNATIONAL EXHIBITION.

The visitors at the International Exhibition yesterday
were :
By season tickets
By payment

Total . 51,024

A ROMANTIC HISTORY.

A youthful member of an aristocratic house, whose
beginning and end are alike fraught with interest,
has just paid the debt of nature. We allude to
Byron Noel, Viscount Ockham, whose death took
place on Monday, the Ist instant, at Wimbledon
Hill, by the rupture of a blood vessel, at the early
age of 26 years. This young nobleman was the elder
of the two sons of the Right Hon. William, eighth
Lord King, who was raised to the earldom of Love-
lace at her Majesty's coronation in 1839, and is
Lord Lieutenant and Custos Rotulorum of the
county of Surrey. His mother was Ada, late
Countess of Love:ace, a lady of hereditary interest
far beyond the narrow pale of the peerage-roll, as
the only child of the poet Byron, the very Ada
whom Lord Byron so feelingly apostrophises in one
of the most passionate of his poems. His grand--
mother was the amiable and ill-starred
wife o► the proud and haughty poet lord.
The heiress of the Noels was not happy in
her anion with George Gordon, Lord Byron,
as all the world is aware; and perhaps the world at
large, far beyond the borders of Surrey, knows that
the inheritance to which the Lovelaces succeeded
has been less happy than most in respect of domestic
concord. At all events, those who have sojourned
in tie neighbourhood of Ripley and Guildford are
a ware that since the death of Ada, Countess of Love-
lace, the proud towers of East Horseley have not
held the heir apparent to the titles of his father and
of his grandmother; but that he has been living a
life from hand to mouth, well contented to earn his
daily bread as an artisan by the sweat of his brow
in a dockyard not a hundred miles from Black-
wall, rather than run riot in his father's lordly
halls. There seems to have been in the case of

young Lord Ockham a sort of hereditary Nemesis
—as classical writers would call it—which pursued
him, if not from the cradle, at least froo his earliest
manhood, to the grave. At an early age he entered
the Royal Navy, but left it after a few months'
service. The next that we hear of him is as a
common sailor; for it is a fact, though the
eldest son of a peer of the realm, he went out to
America in a merchant vessel, working his way be-
fore the mast. Tired of his newly-adopted professioo,
the young lord assumes a new character, and next
turns up as a common workman in the shipyard of Mr.
Q,,ltt Russell, 1. tfia T,le of Dogs, where he Luuls. hie
wages week by week, along with his plebeian bre-
thren. It was rumoured—and we know not whether
the rumour be true or false—that whilst working in
the dockyard he had linked his fortunes with those
of a young woman of the humbler classes, but of
most resptetable character. If this be so, the lass
from Blackwall, or Stepney, or Poplar, is now a
peeress of England, and has a right to claim a
kiss upoa her cheek from her Majesty whenever
she may be "presented" at a " drawing-
room" at St. James's; and, possibly, Lord.
Exeter himself will no longer be able to boast
that he is the only son of a plebeian mother who
has a right to a seat in the House of Peers. In con-
elusion, we should remind our reads rs that the late
millwright at Blackwall was not only the eldest sou
of a peer, but had been for the last two years a peer
of the realm in his own right, having succeeded to
the barony of Wentworth on the death of his ami-
able but unfortunate grandmother in the summer
of 1860.—Sunday gimes.
MARKETS-THIS DAY.