The Sun.
London, England, 1849-07-18 00:00:00

LOND'OA'S OUT OF TOWN! ALL'S LO,ST !!

(F. eie th, Morning Herod )
The: is the 18,h (fey of Jul), and after to•caerrow or
next iiay. certainly after the 20 h, the pres, re. session of
Parliament trety be said, for all intents and purposes, to
have closed. For though the Muse may sit on to the 2d,
or even to the 9th of August, yet all interest in public
business has ceastd, and Members are day by day drop-
ping off in their attendance at St. Stephen's. For the
last fortnight there is rot a railroad or steam company
in the Thited Kingdom that has not experienced the ef-
fect in iecreased ri ceipts. London is, an I had been
even a fortniget before the departure of the Queen, a
desert, and though the two operas still fill tolerably with
the attractions of Sontag, Grisi, Alboni, Angri, Cur
bari, Lablache, and Temburini, yet after another week
even such stars will fail to dr.w. The pled ling and
‘• practical" statesman whose chief joy was in the House
of Commons, finds St. Stephen's charm now no
more ; and, if we be rightly informed, to-day or
to-morrow, accompanied by the Member for Leominster
—iecompauied by Captain Peel, R.N. (a captain at a
time of life when men three times his age are lieutenants,
masters, and commanders only), accompanied by all his
family, excepting the brilliant cherg6 d'affaires in
Switzerland (a charg6 d'affeires when men who have
been twice as long in diplomatic servi^e are unpaid
attaches merely)—starts for the Highlands, where cer-
tainly his heart cannot in the least be said to be.
Never, by common and universal consent. was there a
heavier or flatter season—a heavier, a duller, or more
unprofitable session. Dinners have been few and far
between, and when given they have lacked sumptuousness
and luxury—balls have been untrequent, and shorn of
their proper splendour—pie-nice and fetes champetres
have been of most unusual occurrence—white-bait ex-
cursions have been unrelished—and water-souchee parties
have lost their attractions. Never were more belles un-
married—a greater number of bachelors in a more
single, solitary, and unproposing mood—more town
m.msions to let or to hire—more carriage and riding
horses to sell. The tradesmen and artificers have
felt the general blight. When the nobility and gentry
,uffer and draw in their expenditure, all dependent on
them must suffer likewise. Go to Dydes and Scribe's,
to H .well and James's, to Starr and Mortimer's, to
Kitching and Abud's, to Hardwick's, to Lewis and
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smaller and less prospercus tradesmen, in the second-
rate streets, and you will find every third or fourth shop
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street, Regent-street, Piccadilly, and the Strand, the
oldest inhabitants will tell you that never were so many
houses and shops closed or to be disposed of. Rates
meanwhile are increasing most fearfully, and in the
largest parish at the west end, namely, Marylebone,
the poor.rate, including police and county rates, is at
2s. ?d. in the pound. How can it be otherwise, say the
Landon housekeepers? Our own country people are
all thrown out of employ, to please the economic fancies
of Mr. Wilson, the hatter and Economist editor. There's
Johnson and Thompson import nothing but French hats.
Then again Scroggs, my opposite neighbour (it is the
tradesman who speaks), who used to have many vampers,
closers, and cutters in his employ, now imports Paris
and Bordeaux boots, shoes, slippers, and Brodequins, all
ready made.

As to noggins, who lives next door, and who had
establishments both at Woodstock and Worcester, now
all ht 9 gloves and purses come from Grenoble, from Pri-
,s in Paris, or from Boivin's or Spieglehalter's in the
Rue de L Paix. Such is our fraternity. But it is, say
the London tradesmen in every street, east and west, a
fraternity all of one side, for though we take of these
Frenchmen in greater abundance than ever their bran
dies, their wines, their gloves, their boots and shoes,
heir cambric.), their marqueterie, and ther " articles de
Paris," yet they have had, and can now afford to have,
nothing in return. The result is that our journeymen
root-makers, glovers, cabinet-makers, and workers in
bronz-, are thrown on the rates, and that a general and
wide-spreading pauperism is tating into the vitals of the
land. Every man feels it, the doctor, the lawyer, the
•:lergymln, the merchant, the manufacturer, the tailor,
,he h ickney man, the butcher, the baker, the green-
grocer, the brewer, the wine-merchant.
In fact, there is a general maliase and despondency
pervading all classes, both gentle and simple. From
t"e hich born miss in her teens, down to the poor milli-
ner and mantua•maker, who toilt for h, r daily bread,
all, nearly all, have tound it a barren season, nearly all
are sal and sick at heart at its premature close. But
of the vast crowds that have already Lit, and in the
course of the present and the succeeding week will leave
London, we doubt that a more down-hearted and dis-
appointed than ever proceeded to bury his chagrin in
the Highlands than the Right Hon. the Member fur
Tam worth.

More than eighteen months ago he and his little
party joined in starting a Peelite organ, which was daily
to drily the art of turning. and to proclaim the political
Proteus and changeling the saviour of the laud. For
twenty months the clique have laboured with all their
puny might and main in their vocation—few and weari-
some, they have worn their undexterous digits to very
stumps, and the result is that their idol is now, after
shout 1,800 leading articles, some of them bitter bad,
the maj,rity indifferent, in a much worse position than
he was at the end of 1847.

No man trusted or love-1 the pseudo-planter in 1847,
but still many believed he would again return to power.
['hit dream has now vanished. the pita,- of the
Chronicle-1800 article flattery of that print—has put
an end to the delusion. It is bad enough to be vic-
timised and deceived—but though a people may submit
to be deceived three or four times—the English nation
will not brook it, that fulsome, loathsome flattery should
he daily and undexterously slavered on a political vic-
timiser—over a cold-hearted party deceiver. The idol
now sees this—very clearly. And as the flattery has.
failed, he has turned on his retainers, and having first
rated them soundly, has directed his kit to be packed
up, for Connemara—no—we ask pardon, for the High•
lands of Scotland. There, wrapped up in his habitual
reserve, and his ponderous pomposity, he may hunt, he
may shoot, he may deer-stalk, and if ever he unbend
on any occasion, it may be when he, simpering, slyly
thinks of how he sought to bamboozle Parliament into a
plantation of Connaught.
As to the three or four unhappy followers who en
gaged in the hopeless task of writing the " practical
statesman" up—one may do a little bit of very bad culi-
nary literature in the Quarterly, or try his hand at trans-
lation—a second and third may study colonial pam•
phlets, and be none the wiser—a fourth may write emigra-
tion schemes if he can find a printer—and a fifth may
continue to abuse Mr. Disraeli; but from that day forth
and for ever the feeble little party is dispersed and die •
charged from its allegiance to the most disappointed,
because the most fallen man of the age. . . .

The present session has utterly shipwrecked the re-
pute of that already foundering vessel called the Sir
Robert Peel. _ .

The plantation of Connaught schenal has given the
coup de grace to Peel practicalness and statesmanship,
and ever since it was laughed out of St. Stephen's in this
journal, the Baronet's whole contribution to the House
of Commons has been abuse of his own body guard.
and expressions of seeming civi'ity to the Pr ,tectionists.
But the Protectionists will not have him. In his agony
he may turn to the Chartists, now that Feargus O'Con-
nor is about to abdicate.
The session, like everything else connected with the
seasoq of 1849, has been a huge failure. Nothing has
been done tor Eogland, and nothing has been carried
worth a groat for Ireland but the res lution of the
Chancellor of the Exchequer, an infinitely small instal-
ment of the late Lord George Bentinck's large and bene-
volent plan. for the r.gen.ration of the sister country.