The Sun.
London, England, 1849-01-06 00:00:00

lIE UN', LONtiON, SATUIRDA.Y A-VEXING', J ANUARY 6, 1840:

LITERATURE.

THE LILY OF PARIS; or the KING'S

NURSE.

By J. Palgrave Simpson. 3 Vols.

The author of " Second Love" and " Gisella" now
ranks among our most popular novelists, and his new
work, " The Lily of Paris," will undoubtedly add to his
popularity. We are told that it was partly composed
at Paris during the scenes of the Revolution. A
descriptioWof a popular entente, in the second volume,
was actually written while the tumult of the 234 of
February was resounding in the writers ears, until
curiosity impelled bin to throw aside his pen, and
turn front the charms of fiction to contemplate the
strange incidents of reality. " The Lily of Paris,"
however, does not require the aid of any adventitious
circumstances to render it an object f interest and
attractkn. 'Without in any way disclosing the
mysteries of the tale, we will briefly enumerate the
dramatis personce who take part in• its eventful
scenes, which enumeration will enable the reader to
judge of the interesting nature of the work, both in
an historical and romantic point of view. The scene
is France during the reign of Charles Vl.—Charles
the maniac and the " well-beloved," The character of
this monarch, as here portrayed, durim his lucent in-
tervals, shows how well he merited the loving•epithet.
Unhappily these lucent intervals were rare. The
royal ruler of France is, for the most part, a gibber-
ing idiot. By his side, " her soul. subduing voice"
scaring away the phantoms of his imagination,
appears Odette de Champdivers—Lys d'Ange—the
lily of France—a young maiden taken from the
seclusion of a nunnery to enact the part of King's
nurse. The skilful physician noticing the King's
frequent paroxysms of terror on the approach of his
ordinary attendants, having advised the selection of
some lovely and gentle maiden as the fittest minister
to a " mind diseased," faithfully and lovingly does
Odette perform her task. The scenes between the
sick King and his gentle nurse are detailed with a
natural and most affecting pathos. The fair counte-
nance and pure heart of Odette truly justify
her fanciful appellation the lily of France.
Odette, whose heart throughout the first vo-
lume at least is wholly devoted to God
and the King, is the object of the passionate love of
three very different individuals—Perrinet Leclerc,
her companion from childhood and her betrothed,
whose violent passion is repaid by a sisterly regard—
Charles, the Dauphin, who, after having presumed to
regard the spotless lily with his libertine admiration,
becomes himself transformed into a hero by the en-
nobling influence of his fathetis nurse—lastly, Odette
is loved with an enthusiastic veneration, such as, ac-
cording to Helena, might be entertained for "some
bright, particular star," by Yvon, a poor kloarek, a
humble, friendless student, ungainly in appearance,
and even slightly deformed. Yvon has been suc-
coured in his necessity by Perrinet, and repays that
succour with the devotion of a grateful heart.
Grievous is it to witness the agony of the poor
kloarek, as his unsuspecting friend speaks to him of
his love for Odette, and the love with which she re-
gards him. Hiding his emotion from Perrinet, the
poor youth turns away to ask himself in an agony of
tears, " Who, indeed, could love the poor kloarek ?"
The kloarek, however, is not so well versed in the
mysteries of the human heart as is the narrator of
his history. Yvon's bodily defects are more than
compensated for by his moral and mental excellences.
Skilful with his pencil, he becomes the assistant of
Jacquemin Gringonneur, the inventor of cards. Old
Jacquemin and his daughter Lyonelle form a very at-
tractive pair. Lyonelle is, in her way, almost more
interesting than the angelic Odette—her character is
certainly a more natural one—endowed with all
womanly perfections and imperfections. Having said
thus much of the personages of the tale—we have,
however, omitted to make mention of the Count of
Armagnac, the rival of the Duke of Burgundy, who,
at the commencement of the narrative, reigns supreme
in Paris, while Burgundy is besieging its gates ;
having thus .enumerated its heroes and heroines, we
are fain to set before the reader one scene
of the momentous drama—a scene in which
the varied passions of the different actors
are brought vividly into play in a manner which fully
r,veals the author's skill. Albeit this scene may give
an inkling of the plot, we cannot think that it will in
any way prevent a reader from turning to the book
itself—on the contrary. During the performance of a
public masque an emeute (the esneute described during
the revolution) has taken place, order is speedily re-
stored by the soldiers of Armagnac, and all the sus-
pected persons, innocent or guilty, are arrested and
hurried to prison. Among the number is Yvon.
Before the prisoners are removed, Lyonelle rushes
from amongst the crowd, and throwing herself at the
feet of Odette, passionately implores her to obtain
mercy for him :
" Appeal to him, poor girl," said Odette, pointing to
Armagnac. " You are in presence of the Constable of
' France. He will heed your tale, and, when he knows
all, will doubtless set him free. Poor girl! poor girl!
soothe thee!" and she passed her pure white hand over
Lyonelle's luxuriant black curls. "My Lbrd Count,"
she added, timidly, to the Constable, who had repeated
his order for the removal of the prisoners, "will deign,
I doubt not, to hear the proofs that yonder youth is in-
nocent of all guilt, before he allows him to be dragged
to prison."
" The fair Odette," replied Armagnac, sternly,
" would do well to heed her duties about the person of
her Lord the King solely, and not interfere in matters of
state policy."
"You hear him," sobbed Lyonelle. " Not to him can I
plead, but to you, maiden. You will find favour in the
King's ear—save him !"
" He is your lover, maiden ?" asked Odette, deeply
moved.

11,051,379 12,912,449
Exclusive of Advance

13,615,510
5 and Inch's'

" No, no;" stammered Lyonelle, hanging down her
head.

" Your brother, then?"
" No," replied the unhappy girl.
" You love him, though?" said Odette.
Lyonelle gave no answer ; but she buried her face
Ln the dress of Odette, and sobbed hysterically. A new

feelingyseemed suddenly to arise in Yvon's breast. He
had looked on with wonder and emotion at the earnest-
ness of Lyon,'le's supplication; and now ho clasped his
hand tightly to his bosom, as if to repress an agitation
too tumultuous to bear—too new to understand. He
gazed with emotion upon Lyonelle; and his eyes, too,
filled with tears. The poor kloarek felt, although as yet
he rendered no account of the feeling to himself, that he
was loved.

" Rise, I entreat you, maiden," said Odette; and
Lyonelle, rising, flung herself, atter a passionat3 and
troubled look at Yvon, into her father's arms, weeping

aloud.

Quarters ended Jan. 5.

4,111,862
3,256,480
1,564,855
1,914,783
4(;2,567
208,000
40,000
11,746

30,614

74,048

11,674,955

573,774

12,250,729

341 :264,87222, :1353998:
1,921,013
423,434
195,000
3°,000
'21,709
84,254
35,261

88,634
140,695

12,361,161

12,361,161

ceeds from the grace and favour of the Dauphin of
France!" exclaimed Perrinet, infuriated by that look.
" The fellow shall be spared the pains of his refusal,"
said the Constable, with a sneer; " for, craving our fair
cousin's pardon, we shall persist more than ever in our
design to keep in close hold the persons of citizens so
dangerous. Let them be taken hence to the Mitelet
forthwith."

"He is the friend of my childhood! Treat him not
thus !" exclaimed Odette.

" Perrinet replied to her intercession with a look of
bitter reproach.
" But not Yvon—not Yvon!" cried Lyonelle, again
falling on her knees. " He, at least, is innocent of all
crime."

CHARGE.

my poor Odette. To arms! to arms! Down on Ine
English and the Burgundians. The English and the
Burgundians are the black traitors. Mine are the men
of France, with blood red courage on their face. To
arms! to arms! Cut them in pieces!—take them pri-
soners!—Sus, sus, upon the black!" The eyes of the
poor old King sparkled, and his cheek was flushed, as if
he were about to engage in a real battle with the in-
vaders of his country.
" Beat me ! beat me !" said Odette, laughing. " I
wish no better issue."
" Battle !" cried Charles.
" Battle !" echoed Odette.

The opposing parties set to work upon their painted
combat with the energy of children, who act themselves
into a belief of the reality of their sports. Odetta bad
placed a deeper meaning and a deeper purpose on the
issue of the game, and trembled lest she should win.
The poor old King gave in to the ardour of the imagi-
nary struggle, as if the destinies of the kingdom of
France really depended upon his victory or defeat at
cards.
There can be little doubt, as well from the expres-
sions used in their ancient records, as by the name of

"As Lieutenant-General of this realm, I demand—"
began the Dauphin, again.
" To the King, your father, noble Prince, I am alone
answerable for my deeds. Let them be taken hence,"
interrupted the Constable.
After this we will reveal no further the secrets of the
story, but turn to Jacquemin Gringonneur's descrip-
tion of his new invention—playing-cards :
" There play be many who at first view," he con-
tinued, "might regard my poor pastime as fitting only
to the minds of children; but those who will seek in it
a deeper meaning, may find a signification in every
figure, and an allegorical sense in each different form of
spot. They const►tute altogether an emblematic image,
not only of the art of war, but of sound government.
Seel I have divided my devices into four parts. These
hearts represent the courage and valour of the captains
and soldiers in the time of war; these lozenge-shaped
forms, which I have also coloured red,
.1 have derived
from those flat bolts, or quarrels, shot from arblasts ;
they denote the weapons of atteck in battle. The pike-
heads, thou mayst remark, are such as our infantry
bear upon their halberd-ends, and figure forth the wea-
pons of defence.* These trefoil clover leaves," pursued
the old artist, " are intended'to remind the player of the
pastime, that a good general should never pitch his
camp in a field where forage may be wanting to his
army.t To the four parties I have given four kings, as
leaders," continued the old man, in explanation, "in
order to demonstrate that, however brave and numerous
the troops may be, it is necessary, in order to insure
their victory, to have at their head prudent, ♦aliant, and
experienced leaders. And see, I have bestowed upon
them t:h• names of renowned chiefs in ancient history;
David, Alexander, Caesar, and Charlemagne. But brave
generals need bold captains also to execute their orders;
and thus I have given to them varlets, or nobles of in-
ferior rank, to serve beneath them. Behold! there are
Lancelot and Ogier, the great captains of Charlemagne,
and Renaud, Lord of Coucy, and Hector of Galard,
hold and knightly gentlemen of our days, under whose
orders I myself have served. But women have,
throughout all history, also played their part in the
councils, if not in the active enterprise of war; and thus
each king has his favourite dame."
" Bat they have no names, Master Jacquemin," said
the kloarek, taking an intense interest in the artist's
explanation. "Shall we not bestow on them such desig-
nations :as may ennoble the great deeds of the bold
female spirits of antiquity?"
" No, no, boy," said the old artist, with a smile.
" Perhaps it is well to let them bear no other names than
those their lords and masters. wear; without disrespect
to the fair sex, I would indicate thereby that the wife is
nothing in herself, and derives from her husband alone
her force and splendour. Let others give them names,
as they will, according to the fancies of their hearts. It
is well," he added, " that my saucy Lyonelle is not here;
or her poor father might chance to get a reprimand for
what he says."
Yvon shook his head at this reasoning of Master
Jacquemin, so common to the age, but offered no expos-
tulation. The artist continued:

" battle" bestowed upon it, that.the first game of cards,
arranged to please the maniac monarch, Charles VI., re-
sembl, d that still played by children, called, " Beggar
my Neighbour." Each figure that was turned up on the
board, was entitled to receive surrender of so many cards
from the adversary, according to its rank and value, the
ace, however, predomidating above the figures in the
number it took: another figure intervening during the
surrender put in its claim and turned the fortune of the
day: the numbered cards, or common soldiers, were de-
livered over as prisoners, but exercised no other influence
on the " battle:" the player, who in the various turns of
fortune, at last got all the cards within his hands, had
gained the fight.
For some time the fate of war appeared undecided.
Sometimes the-King uttered exclamations of despair, as
the ranks of the English appeared to increase in bulk,
and his own army diminish: sometimes he shouted with
joy as a figure in his own hand, receiving full surrender
of prisoners, carried off a heap of troops, that had long
disputed the victory with various fortunes. " Battle!
battle!" cried both the players as they threw down a
powerful card. At last, at a moment when by chance
almost all the cards of value lay in a heap upon the table,
Odette in the payment of her prisoners threw down a
Queen.
" Dame of hearts !" she cried.

" Ah ! I am afraid," said Charles pausing: " that is
Isabel the Queen. In my fancy I have named it so. And
she has gone over to the English and Burgundian side.
She is about to carry off all—all—and leave me a deso-
late and dishonoured knight."

" My prisoners—give them here—play—there is still
hope for you," said Odette, although she trembled lest
she should succeed.

" I dare not," replied the King.
" Courage!" resumed Odette.

The political events recorded in its pages,' the
treachery of the revengeful Perrinet-, the evil influ-
ence of Queen Isabella over her unhapit conlOrt, and
many other matters of historical and fictitious interest
we leave to the readers of the "Lilrof Paris."
Whatever expectations the announcement of a new
novel by Palgrave Simpson may have excited, the
admirers of " Gisella" and "Second Love have no
cause to be disappointed.

THE QUARTERLIES.
7111 E QUARTERLY REVIEW. No. CLXVII.

716

3,G2G

646
13,400
1,013
1,120
`2,357
1,166
1,571

8,787
1,117

35,08 2

693
6,266
8,603
2,100

20,199

2,112

635
8,138

:,464
652

190

" The various spots in each several packet represent
the troops of smaller or lesser force, and common sol-
diers, obeying the orders of the kings and captains. To
delineate the rabble would have occupied too much mis-
spent time. But, look thee here! This single spot, so
simple in appearance, that is the master of them all."
" As how ?" asked Yvon, anxiously.
" It shall figure forth the force of money, which is
the true strength and nerve of war, and which thus ob-
tains the greatest influence over all other cards, even
the kings themselves; for even if a king possess it not to
back his enterprise, he may be beaten by a varlet who
has it in his power; and thus I have named that single
spot the ' as,' which your good learning, Master
Student, will tell you is derived from the Latin tongue,
and signifieth money."
iYvon acquiesced, smiling gently at this little piece
(if pedantry in the soldier-artist.
" Thou seest thus," pursued Jacquemin Gringonneur
with animation, " that my invention is not the mere
pastime of a child, without sense or meaning. It bears
upon it a signification symbolical, allegorical, political,
ay! and even historical if thou will'st. Imagine to thy-
self also the many devices that may be employed to
make the movements of my figures, in different hands,
subservient to every species of amusement and instruc •
tion. And could they but find interest and favour i❑
the eyes of our poor king, a presentiment tells me that
they might charm and soothe his wearied spirit."
The benevolent purpose of the loyal artist is ful-
filled. Cards become a powerful solace to the unfor-
tunate King, as the following scene may testify—a
scene which in a beautiful manner exhibits the tender
ministration of the "King's Nurse:—"
THE FIRST GAME OF CARDS.

" My Lord the Constable," continued Odette, advanc-
ing with that dignified air of self-possession, which con-
tributed set greatly to her appearance of being a creature
of a purer world, " you say rightly. It is net the place
of a poor maid like me, who am at most the very hum-
blest of Ht aven's high will on earth, to interfere in
matters beyond my sphere, or dare to raise my weak
voice against the power and authority of the great and
noble, who are set on high to rule and to control. But
as a suppliant I come before you—be just—be merciful"
—and Odette attempted to kneel, while the Constable
made an impatient gesture to wave her back.
" Kneel not, Odette," said the Dauphin, lifting her up
from her half suppliant attitude. "My valiant cousin of
Armagnac will not refuse to listen, at my entreaty also, to
your supplication iu favour of this youth, since he interests
you thus powerfully. He Rill grant him a brief exami-
' nation at once in our presence, and, I doubt not, set him
free."
" My gentle cousin," replied the Constable, " I have
never sought to interrupt you in your princely pastimes;
and I, in turn, crave your indulgence not to seek to
thwart me in matters concerning the rule of this most
unruly city."
The Dauphin frowned smith an abashed and embar-
rassed look, slightly shrugged his shoulders, and turned
to address himself once more to Odette. Lyonelle had
raised herself from her father's arms, and looked with
anxious eagerness from one speaker to another. The
colour had now heightened upon Yvon's cheek; and,
forgetful of his own position, he gazed in embarrassment
from the angelic being that was the object of his secret
adoration, to the more earthly but scarcely less beauti-
ful girl, who had pleaded with such heartfelt earnestness
in his behalf, and appeared to avow her love for him:
the tumult of his mind was still too great, however, to
enable him to analyse his own feelings.
" My good cousin," recommenced the Dauphin, who,
after a few words with the supplicating Odette, which
racked the heart of the hidden Perrinet, again turned to
the Constable, " I cannot let this matter pass off thus;
there is evidently some mistake in the arrest of yonder
poor youth, and his companion. Enough has already
been done to terrify them into submission, if there be
rebel spirit in them. I speak—l have the best assurance
—but the will of my King and father in demanding that
they should be set at liberty."
Before the imperious Constable could frame a reply to
oppose the demand of the young Prince, a sudden move-
meat took place.
" From such hands will I accept no grace or favour,"
exclaimed Perrinet with a loud voice, advancing from
his concealment among the men-at-arms, with proud
and dogged look. " Let me be dealt with as may be,
from the mouth of Charles Dauphin of France will I re-
ceive no pardon or indulgence, even be it just: and from
the Armagnac who should expect justice?"
" Odette uttered an exclamation of surprise and dis-
may, and clasped her hands.
" Perrinet !" she cried, " imprudent—frantic !"
The Dauphin started back at this name : he looked
from the dismayed girl to the young armourer, rand
seemed unresolved how to act. It was his rival, then,
who was before him, and a prisoner 1 The consternation
of the Carmelite was scarcely less than that of Odette:
in the person of one of the prisoners, whose arrest and
punishment he had urged for his own purposes, he dis-
covered the man from whose personal connivance in his
schemes he had so much to hope.
" Hear, you, fair cousin, how these rebels mouth it
well?" exclaimed Armagnac, triumphantly: " and you
, would spare the traitorous villains!"
"Now, more than ever," replied the Dauphin, gene-
rously; " what personal enmity may be expressed by
yonder man it is my right to forgive; and that right I
exercise. Once more I ask the intermediate liberty of
there prisoners."
tienerous youth!" murmured o:letta, invoi.antsj.l.
casting a look of tender thankfulness upon tie young

" 0h!—I am most unhappy," repeated the king, un-
heeding her, " the most unhappy man of all my realm.
There be those who suffer—but they have wife, er
friends, or children. But I have none—they are all gone
—lost—dead; and I am alone, a miserable old man."
Odette looked at him with a spasm of agony; she
thought, for a moment, that his senses were again de-
serting him.
" Drive these sad thoughts from you, king," she ex-
claimed; " the sun shall yet pierce the dark clouds and
shine upon your fortunes once again."..

"No' sun—no sun—all darkness!" murmured the
king, without looking up.
Odette rose with a feeling of despair in her heart.
Her eyes fell upon the cards lying on the table, and a
thought crossed her.
" Let not the dark spirit come across your brain,
my Lord the King," she said, leaning over his chair, and
murmuring softly in his ear; " chase it away. It is I
who speak—l, aiette, your nurse, your guardian. Nay,
I will be obeyed !" and she removed his hands gently
from his face. " You must not think now, it is forbid-
den. To divert your mind, see here is the game invented
by Master Jacquemin Gringonneur. You took much
. pleasure its devices yesterday—let us play again.
Nay, I will not be gainsayed. I, your subject, order
you, my king, to play with me; and my power is despo-
tic. I must and will be obeyed. Come !"
The King smiled mournfully—then laughed more
cheerfully—then shook his head and took up the cards.
" Thou canst work thy will with me in all things," he
said; " and, in truth, it is a pleasant pastime."
" Come! let us to our battle," exclaimed Odette,
cheerfully, kneeling on her footstool at the opposite
corner of the table to the king; "I will be your adver-
sary—in play, mind me!—for I love you too well to be
your enemy, even in name. To our battle-field! Let
us see, King, whether fortune will not smile upon you.
Your success shall be a good augury to the fortunes of
the realm."
Thus saying, the fair maiden took the cards from the
hands of the King, and separating the black from the
red, divided the packet into two equal parts.
" The red shall be your soldiers, my Lord," she said,
handing him his portion; "the black shall be mine, and
your enemies. Look you, that you beat me well, and
take all my army—kings, generals, soldiers—all, all
prisoners."
" Come, my brave men," exclaimed Charles with ani-
mation, and the pleasure of a child; " come, let us do
our duty. Caviar I have, and Charlemagne; and Renaud,
too, and Hector—bold captains, both. I shall beat thee,

* In England the fancy of Jacquemin Gringonneur
was not comprehended in after years; and these same
spots on the cards were then denominated " spades,"
from a fancied resemblance to such instruments of la-
kli-, but perhaps still with the same idea of warlike
I,,;fe r•e, seeing the use of spades in the formation of en-
:; nc; merits.

prince.
" And I once more refuel) every indulgence, that pro-

t The resemblance of these spots to knotted club
heads induced them afterwards in England to be deno-
minated " clube_4

THE REVENUE FOR THE YEAR AND QUARTER ENDING JANUARY 5, 1349.

No. I.—An Abstract of the Net Produce of the Revenue of Great Britain in the Years and Quarters ended sth of January, 1349, and sth of January, ISO, showing the
Increase or Decrease on each head thereof.

• QUARTERS ENDED YEAR QUARTERS ENDED YE.ta. 'i Year ended Jan. 5. 'Quarter ended Jan. 5
r- _______, , ended r ,---- , ended ,-..______ -A- ----, r________,--.-,
April 5, July 5, Oct. 10, Jan. 5, Jan. .5, April 5, • July 5, Oct. 10, Jan. 5, Jan. 5,
1847 1847 1847 1848 1848 1848 1848 1844 1849 1819 lncrease.) Decrease. Increase. 'Decrease.
----,
X X X X
Customs .. 4,447,673 4,519,119 4,936,644 4,111,862 18,0.5,298 4,302,,50 4,447,832 5,406,483 4,682,395 18,929,360 , Customs • • 914,062 .. .. 970,553 ••••
Excise .......... •••••• 1,652,865 3,291,0.52 3,539,946 3,246,883 11,730,746 f 2,002,601 3,473,803 4,102,574 3,253,162 12,832,140 1 Excise •.•••• . • • • • • 1,1(11,394 6,279 .. :. •• • •
Stamps. .............. 1,817,282 1,869,464 1,707,945 1,564,855 6,959,456 I 1,618,668 1,557,640 1,461,942 1,472,598 6,110,845 ! Stamps . • .... .... 848,698 92,257
.... • • . •
Taxes 130,892 2,075,001 213,885 1,914,783 4,334,561 143,902 2,034,133 215,656 1,921,013 4,314,704 ,' Taxes ............. •• • • 19,857 6,230 - -
Property Tax - .... •• • . 2,033,072 1,036,517 1,918,645 462,567 5,450,801 2,041,640 988,401 1,892,890 424,434 5,347,365 Property Tax ... .. •• • • 103,436 •• • • 38,133
Post-office ............. 219,000 215,000 222,000 208,000 864,000 221,000 136,000 221,000 198,000 776,000 i Post-office .• . • ..... 10,000
• • • • 88,000 • • ..
Crown Lands •••.• • • • .. 37,000 .. .. 40,000 77,000 21,000 10,000 20,000 30,000 81,000 Crown Lands ...... 4,000 .... .... 10,000
Miscellaneous •....... 92,593 7,461 73,126 11,746 184,926 56,307 89,022 13,923 21,709 101,166 Miscellaneous • ... - •• • • 83,760 9,963 •• • •
---
Total Ordinary- Revenue 10,430,377 13,013,614 12,612,191 11,560,696 47,616,878 10,497,764 12,736,831 13,334,468 12,-003,311 48,492,583 Total 2,019,456 1,143,781 593,005 130,390
China Money.... .... .. .. .. .. 455,021 • • • .. 84,284 539,305 China Money •.. • • • 539,305 .... 81,281 ••••
Imprcst Moneys, &c. .. 53,559 85,632 43,537 30,614 216,642 , 24,452 85,605 168,437 123,895 485,384 Imprest Moneys, &c. 268,742 .... 93,231 .. • •
Repayments ofAdvances 164,568 137,944 187,486 74,048 564,045 I 74,138 86,813 112,605 140,695 414,251 Repaymtsotadvnes. 149,795 66,647
•••• ••••
------,
111,051,379 12,912,449 13,615,510 12,352,185 49,931,523 - - -
Total Income - 10,648,804 13,240,190 12,843,214 11,6•i5,358 48,397,566T0tal .. - 2,827,503 1,293,546 837,•)17 150X0
-
Amount applied to Con-,Deduct Deduct
solidated Fund* .. .... I 3,207,608 9,912,813 8,236,066 7,010,559 28,367,046 5,956,232 6,818,019 7,230,426 8,974,147 2
8,978,824 1,293,546 I
Decrease 150360 [ Decrease
Ditto, as Advances .•• • . ; 2,940,000 1,724,311 398,084 340,830 5,403,225 149,059 231,111 428,746 184,380 993,296
Ditto, as Ways & Means' increase Increase
of the Year .• •• •• •• ••' 5,461,196 7,113,698 5,126,232 4,889,744 22,590,870 4,946,008 5,863,319 5,956,338 3,193,653 19,359,404 1,533,957{ on 686,827{ on the
- - ---- ---- the Year. Quarter.
Total ..... 11,608,804 18,750,822'13,760,382 .12,241,133 .56,261,141 1.11,051,379 12,912,449 13,615,510 12,352,1851 49,931,523

112,852,1851 49,931,523
'lye of Loan.

No. ll.—lncome and Charge of the Consolidated Fund, in the Quarters ended the sth January, 1848, and the sth January, 1819.

Permanent Debt .......
Terminable Annuities.................
....
................................
Interest on Exchequer-bills issued to meet the charge on the Consolidated Fund
Sinking Fund .. ..
....
The Civil List ..
•••••••••• .. - Other Charges Charges on the Consolidated Fund •••• ..... •••••••••••••••••••• ..... ••••

Total Charge ...... .....

Quarters ended Jan. 5,

The Surplus . • • • • ....... • • • •

5,806,728
579,706

9i1,567
381,801
340,830

The Amount of Exchequer Bills issued to meet the Charge on the Consolidated Fund for the Quarter ended Oct.
10, 1848, and paid out of the growing produce of that fund for the Quarter ended Jan. 5, 1849 ......... ..
The Amount issued in the Quarter ended sth January, 1849, in part of the Sums granted by Parliament out of
the Consolidated Fund, for Supply Services
The Surplus of the Consolidated Fund, Quarter ended sth January, 18
The Surplus Revenue, after providing for the Charges of the Consolidal
ply Services in Great Britain, in the Quarter ended sth January, 18,

7,207,632
5,013,097

149 ..... • • •
ted Fund, and for the payment of the Sup-
-49. . ...

5,805,737
575,675
1,032

12,250,729

3,193,658
5,316,201

in the columns of the Evening Chronicle,

98,892
184,340
379,236

7,044,953
5,316,208

12,361,161

1,562,007

2,122,550

560,543

rld subse-

quently rose to his present paramount position as an
English novelist. Douglas Jerrold wrote his histo-
riettes of the " Man of 'Wax," and the rest of that
odd series of papers, many years ago in Blackwood,
long before he had dreamt of the paunch and the
griddle-cakes of the immortal " Hermit of Bellyfull."
Gilbert a'Becket was a scribbler of such farces as
The Man with the Carpet Bag, and was editor of the
flippant fenilleton of Figaro, before that marvel of
puns and learning, foThe Comic .Blackstone," had
crossed his imagination. Albert Smith penned face-
tious trifles for the ./Ifirror, before " Mr. Ledbury,
and his friend Jack Johnson," had germinated in
his eccentric fancy. And so on, throughout the
rest of the most generally read of our living nove-
lists. Before periodical literature became so prevalent,
stripling authors used to practise themselves in the
craft which ultimately carried them to celebrity in
scraps which were circulated among their families and
acquaintances, precisely as the bon mots and epigrams
of the Court-wits in the reign of Louis XIV. were
wont to go the round of the salons in manuscript.
Besides, we have yet to learn that because an emi-
nent writer condescends at times to throw off a fri-
volity, his books are rendered the less worthy of
perusal. At that rate the " Vicar of Wakefield"
should be of inferior merit, now that it has been de-
clared by a recent biographer that Oliver Goldsmith
was the author of " Mother Hubbard," and other
renowned nursery doggrels. Upon the same prin-
ciple, also, the " Caxtons" should be considered as less
entitled to our attention, because Sir Edward Bulwer
Lytton chose a year or two back to address a pamp-
let on Hydropathy to Mr. Harrison Ainsworth. Toe
objection, we maintain, is not in any respect founded
in justice; and, beyond this, we maintain also that
instead of having generally degenerated into the
contributors to ephemeral publications, our popular
writers have in the majority of instances ripened from
that capacity into their final excellence as novelists.
The subject upon which we have here commented is
one not undeserving of serious consideration, for with
it are intimately blended the merit and the durability
of the literature of the present generation. There is
a felicitous truthfulness, moreover, in the observations
made by the Quarterly Review as to the influence of
our romincists upon the bearing of strangers towards
each other in society. "We meet over and over
again," he says, "in what is called easy society,
with the tacit understanding to go so far and
no farther ; to be as polite as we ought to
be, and as intellectual as we can; but mutually and
honourably to forbear lifting those veils which each
spreads over his inner sentiments and sympathies."
As the readiest means of removing these veils of con-
ventionality, he regards conversation on a popular
novel; an its characters and on the character of the
novelist himself, to be singularly serviceable. "We
invite our neighbour to a walk with the deliberate
and malicious object of getting thoroughly acquainted
with him : we ask no impertinent questions—we
proffer no indiscreet confidences—we do not even
sound him ever so delicately, as to his opinion of a
common friend, for he would be sure not to say lest
we should go and tell ; but we simply discuss Becky
Sharp and Jane Eyre, and our object i 3 answered at
once.' The accuracy of all this is admirable ; and,
certainly, as far as his powers of thawing society
into a more genial confidence go, Charles Dickens is
quite as unrivalled as in the hilarity of his humour or
in the exquisite naturalness of his pathos. To his
genius, we ourselves owe many a true and inestimable
friend. We make no question but that the paper to
which we have here referred at so much length will
meet with a more general perusal than any of the
other contributions —worthy as those are of admission
into the Quarterly.

Four of the principal contributions to the Quarterly
are of a very decided political character—one on
" Austria and Germany," recounting the whole of
the late Germanic movement, and casting derision
upon the notion of constructing out of forty inde-
pendent states one harmonious nationality—another,
which we have elsewhere noticed, on "Italian Inter-
vention," equally depreciatory of the efforts of the
population of the Roman peninsula—another one,
" Public Instruction in France under M. Guizot,"
in which a very high estimate (and yet an estimate
not by any means too eulogistic) is formed of the in-
tellect of that extraordinary but unconscientious
statesman—and another on the recently published
" Castlereagh Papers," a work which does not fail to
elicit the panegyric of the Conservative organ upon.
the accomplished suicide, the first Marquis of Lon-
donderry. Two other articles are indirectly of a
political nature—the first relating to the important
question of the relationship which should exist be-
tween the Government and the railways through the
medium of an intelligent and entertaining chapter on
the London and North - Western ; the second
being a criticism on the agreeable " Souvenirs
et Pemees of the Baron Wessemberg." Only
that we can comprehend the prejudice of the Tory
Quarterly in favour of any zealous diplomatist of the
absolute administration of Austria, the praise be-
stowed upon the frivolous garrulity of the old gossip-
ing Ambassador Wessemberg would appear somewhat
unaccountable. Several specimens of his small talk
are paraded in the review before us, and, most cer-
tainly, as examples of elegant twaddle, they are alto-
gether incomparable. The delineation, for instance,
of the character of the Empress Josephine is as far
from conveying a just impression of the virtues and
excellences of that noble-hearted sovereign as
the perverse pen of even a Bourrienne could have
contrived. An ecclesiastical argument is given in
the consideration of the Duke of Argyle's volume on
" Presbytery," while an antiquarian!argument is con-
veyed in an examination of Layard's "Nineveh and
its Remains?' The other paper, not yet mentioned,
is a masterly criticism on two of the most popular
novels of the day—" Vanity Fair" and " Jane Eyre,"
the chef d ceuvres of Currer Bell and William Make-
peace Thackeray. In the analysis of these remark-
able fictions the reviewer displays a keen
appreciation of the requisites of the true no-1
velist. According to his estimation, Becky
Sharp is a female Wilhelm Meister. Speaking
of the Dobbin of Thackeray's " Vanity Fair," and of
the Welter of Lady Georgina Fullerton's " Grantley
Manor," the writer seems to have quite lost a reco.-
lection of the glorious Tom Pinch of Dickens's " Mar-
tin Chuzzlewit." Alluding to Dobbin, the Quarterly
says," He reminds us of one of the sweetest creations
that have appeared from any modern pen—that plain,
awkward, loveable Long Walter' in Lady Georgians
Fullerton's beautiful novel of Grantley Manor.' "
Now, substituting " Tom Pinch" for " Long Walter,"
how infinitely more applicable is every epithet. The
truth is that, however meritorious may be the origi-
nality of the authors of " Helen Middleton" and
" Pendennis," Walter and Dobbin are merely faint
ideals suggested by the tangible and palpable actuality
of Tom Pinch—Tom Pinch ! Dear Tom ! Old Friend !
The conception of the character of "poor, sinned
against, vile, degraded, but still true-hearted Rawdon,"
is of itself indicative of genius, for while we remem-
ber that he is a cheat, a blackleg, and an unprincipled
dog, we cannot help acknowledging with the Rector,
that after all " Rawdon is a man, and be hanged to
him." Hitherto it has been complained, or rather,
we may say, lamented, that our popular and most
accomplished literary men have degenerated from the
writers of works that time will not willingly let die
into contributors of light articles, and ephemeral
squibs, and evanescent facetim to the floating periodi-
cals f the age—magazines and charivaris. We
think the objection has been to a very considerable
extent inaccurate. And that we are correct in so
speaking has been recently proved, we take it, by
Mr. Thackeray. After serving a long and brilliant
Magazine and Punch, he
foremost rank among our
has apprenticeship
now
risen
intoin Ft
the
sve re 'ra y
most distinguished novelists. After " Yellowplush"
and the " Snob Papers" he has produced " Vanity
Fair :" and at the very time he is bringing out from
week to week in Punch his quaint woodcuts of " An
Author's Miseries," he is producing from month
to month his serial story of Pendennis." Even
Dickens, the brightest name in our contemporary
literature, began as a contributor of casual bketohes

ERRATUM.—In our Naval Intelligence of yester-
day, line 47, from the top of column, for" very estimate,"
read " navy estimates."
THE FIRST LORD OP THE ADMIRALTY.—The re-
port gains ground at the clubs that Mr. Baring, M.P.
for Portsmouth, will be elevated to the Peerage, and
will be appointed First Lord of tho Admiralty; at that
in the event of that Right llonourable Gentleman
declining to accept office, some modification of the
Cabinet will take place—that Sir James Graham
will be introduced into the Administration, and
that Sir Charles Wood will vacate the Chancellor-
ship of the Exchequer for a seat in the House of
Lords, and the chief place in the Board of Admi-
ralty at Whitehall. The Premier appears most desirous
of having at the Admiralty a Minister who has had some
previous acquaintance with the routine of naval matters.
In Mr. Baring Lord John would have a gentleman who
has given some attention to the details of the navy, and
it will scarcely be forgotten that Sir Charles Wood was
one of the best Whig Secretaries of the Admiralty that
ever undertook the heavy responsibilities inseparable
from the duties of that most important office.—Herald.
ST. GEORGE'S HOSPlTAL.—Yesterday a quarterly
general court of the governors of this institution was
held in the board room, Hyde Park-corner. The report
merely embraced the internal regulations and transac-
tions during the past three months, and after the usual
routine business had been transacted, the meeting sepa-
rated.

DONVGATB WARD.—Yesterday Mr. White, one of
the candidates for the representation of this ward in the
Court of Aldermen, retired from the contest. The only
gentlemen at present in the field aro R. W. Carden, Esq.,
citizen and cutler, and J. Pileher, Esq., merchant and
late sheriff. The funeral of Alderman Johnson is ap-
pointed to take place on Monday.
TUB WEATHER IN LONDON.—Within the last two
days the weather has undergone some sudden and rapid
alternations. instead of the intense frost which prevailed
on Wednesday, we had on Thursday a rapid thaw, ac-
companied by rain and some snow, the latter, however,
to no considerable extent. Yesterday the rain continued
to fall in heavy showers, and towards evening was in-
termixed with an increased quantity of snow. At a
later hour another and a more agreeable change took
place. The moisture of the atmosphere was dispelled,
the clouds disappeared, the moon and stars shone out,
and a bright night succeeded, attended by a renewal of
the frost.

CHOLERA AT THE INFANT PAUPER ASYLUM, TOOT.
ma.—At a special meeting of the guardians of the
Holborn Union, convened at ten o'clock yesterday morn-
ing, at their Board-room, Little Gray's Inn-lane, for
the special purpose of taking into consideration the con-
dition of the children in the above establishment belong-
ing to their union, and the mortality occasioned by the
appearance of cholera, it was resolved to withdraw im-
mediately those who have not been affected by the epi-
demic ; for which purpose an interview was obtained
with Dr. Marsden, the medical officer of the Royal Free
Hospital in Gray's Inn-lane, and arrangements made
for their reception there, with a view; to avoid alarm to
the inmates of the workhouse, who are very numerous,
as well as to the parish at large; where they will remain
until it is thought perfectly safe to remove them to the
Union-house.
OPENING OF THE NEW LONDON CATTLE MARKET.
—The spacious cattle market which has for some time
past been in the course of repair at Islington, is to be
opened on Tuesday next, the 9th instant. The gentle-
men who have the management of the concern have pur-
chased the valuable Islington estate, consisting of the
market-house, seven public houses, thirty dwelling-
houses, houses, with the building's in the market, &e
closing fifteen acres, with pens, stalls,
bank-
ing houses, &c., erected by the latelliMeers.' wells,erkins, on
twenty-two acres of land. The area
itof Smithfield
exceed five
Market for all purposes, does not,appears,
acres. The new market at Islington,mits present state,
can accommodate 8,000 cattle, and 50,000 sheep, besides
horses, pigs, &e., safely lodged within its walls. The
Junction Railway now constructing from Blackwall to
the Northern and Eastern Counties and the Great
Northern and Western Railways, will pass the market
within 380 yards, from which a tram.-road will be laid
into the market.
On the evening of Saturday a slight shock of
earthquake was felt along the cost at Ingomille, near
Havre, running in th© direction of from •N.W to N.E.,
but it did no damage.