The Sun.
London, England, 1831-05-05 00:00:00

drying their votes, as far as he could, by himself
voting for an anti-reformer. They, looking at the
main object, cared not for the boroughmongering
pledge—the unhallowed compact, to which their
rights and interests had been so long sold, and
incensed at what they deemed, and rightly deemed,
an insult to themselves and the sacred cause in
which they were embarked, converted the idol of
the morning into the burning effigy of the evening;
and we cannot help thinking that their conduct may
operate as a useful lesson in more respects than one.
—Morning Herald.
Even at the moment of certain victory, again we
entreat, we most earnestly implore, the enlightened
and disinterested electors of Cambridge not to relsx
in their exertions for the triumph of the righteous
cause. Our struggle is not the paltry conflict of
party. We have no family interests to support—no
Ministerial ascendancy to maintain. Ours is the
fight of pure and noble principle—the rescue of our
glorious Constitution from the grasp of an arrogant
and tyrannical faction—the defence of our esta-
blished religion against the secret and overt attacks of
insidious enemies. \Ve call, then, upon every friend
of rational liberty, and its sure attendant, social order,
to press forward to the poll. We call upon every Ali-
[lister of our holy religion—if he will but reflect upon
the speeches, the writings, the promises of men
who have now 11w whole powers qf Government to
effectuate them, their half-uttered designs, and un-
disguised league with their worst enemies—if they
will but consider well the reports of meetings,
declarations of support, and promises of subscrip-
tion in favour of one member of Government, the
acknowledged organ of the dissenting interest—to
record by their votes their attachment to the best
institutions, and their abhorrence of that unholy
alliance which is now conspiring to uproot them.
Our highest object is not the poor triumph of sup-
planting a rival candidate; we seek, by this one
generous universal effort, to establish, amid the
ildest tempest of democratic fury which ministe-
rial pokey can invoke, this convincing fact, that
the learning, the wisdom, and the piety which our
Universities nurture and disseminate through the
whole empire, is opposed to and does repudiate
that general measure of revolution which the late
members for Cambridge stand pledued to support.
Electors of Cambridge, that is our object : we leave
with confidence our cause in your hands.—Morning
Post.

It has now, in reality, become a matter of some
difficulty with us to determine in what manner we
ought to introduce to the notice and gratification of
our readers the victories daily achieved by the Re-
formers, and the consequent defeats sustained by
the boroughmongering crew ; and, on the present
occasion, it is mote difficult, in consequence of the
greatness of the triumph, than we could pose-My
have imagined, or the most sanguine supporter of
the Bill could have anticipated. Messrs. Gurney
and Grant, as we anticipated, have defeated the
Tories at Norwich :and two staunch Reformers have
been returned for Warwick; but who could have
imagined that his Grace of Newcastle would
not succeed in " doing with his own as he pleased,"
and returning his own candidates in preference
to all others ? The fact, however, is, that
he has not succeeded,—nay, that he has been de-
feated, and that Wilde has been returned, and re-
turned under a pledge to the Bill ! This is a tri-
umph, indeed ! Let us have but such another in
the strong holds of corruption and aristocratic influ-
ence, and the minds of the wavering will be at once
fixed. But this is not all. The Marquis of Exeter
has also been beaten, notwithstanding the alleged
hiring of pugilists to overawe the population, and
that, too, in his own strong-hold. This day, also,
we hate no doubt that Messrs. Denison and Briscoe
will he returned for Surrey; and then we shall have
a sure and certain mejority. But, at the same
time, we are most anxious to impress upon our
readers, that although there is a majority, there
must be a still greater majority in order to
insure the success of the Rill. The Anti-
Reformere were never more desperate than they now
are—never were their exertions more unceasing or
determined—never were their tricks more mean or
paltry—never did they attempt more forcibly to
raise a power behind the Throne, greater than the
Throne itself; but, thank Heaven, we have every
reason to believe that they will be signally defeated.
The people of England arc not now to be mocked
with vain fears and apprehensions on the part of any
one : and the King himself being for Reform, arid
the leader of Reform, who will dare to say, than The
Bill will not be successful? Let the country but do
its duty, and all is safe—let it but falter for a mo-
ment, and convulsion and anarchy will be the
result.—Morning Advertiser.
A most malicious report was yesterday in circu-
lation in the City, to the effect that the King would
not accept the invitation of the City of London for
the 20th instant. It had its origin, we make no
question, among the Anti-Reform party, who are
adopting every expedient, not even short of the most
barefaced lies, to influence the elections which are
now going on ; but it must fail, like every other lie
hitherto put forth by them. The King will dine in
the City on the 20th inst., unit ss he should be pre-
vented by illness; and the only ground for the re-
port is, that his Majesty is at present so ill of the
gout as to be unable to receive his visitors in a stand-
ing position. What, indeed, but illness should pre-
vent his Majesty from dining with the City ? Is he
not the most popular monarch of whom England ever
boasted ? Is not die whole population of London
and Westminster ready to escort him to and from
the Guildhall ? And would it not, except on the
score of illness, be an insult—an insult never yet
given to the city of London—even on the part of
Majesty—to decline an invitation not only freely but
patriotically tendered, and for which no future visit
could possibly compensate ? But it is as useless
to reason upon the matter as it is for
the John Bulls and the Morning Posts to insert
in their columns, fallacious accounts of disturbances
and damages. The King will come !—he will be
greeted with ten thousand times ten thousand
huzzas, and then there will be an end, not to the
lies, assuredly of these journals, but to every doubt
which may have arisen on the part of the public,
respecting his Majesty's firmness.—Morn. Advert.

THeiTUILERIES.—This delightful romance,
by the Authoress of " Hungarian Tales," relates to that
important and soul•stirring epoch of French History—the
Revolution. It details the adventures of the unfortunate
Monarch Louts XVI., of his consort MARIE ANTOINETTE,
and of those who, during the period of popular excite-
ment, still remained faithful to the Royal cause. Among
these, the character of the fair Euphroisine deserves
especial mention. Stimulated by her zeal in the service
of her Royal benefactress, and reckless of personal danger,
her heroism and devotion forcibly remind us of the
Rebecca of " Ivanhoe."

The following scene occurred at a fancy ball
given at the Mansion-house, in Dublin, on last Friday
night. Mr. M'DERUoT, of the county of RGSCOMMOD,
represented a Connaught spalpeen, tvi.h an alpeen in his
fiNt, a wallet on his back, his hat, or caubeen, bound by a
band of tow, or borrowgh, treeheens on his legs, his feet
encased, or rather mounted in huge brogues. This youth
at one time came in contact with his Excellency the Loan
LIEUTENANT, and accosting him with all the modesty for
which his countrymen are remarkable, said, " why, thin,
is't yer Honour, I see?" stretching out his hand at the
same time, and doffing his caubeen. The Noble Marquis,
amused with the fellow's address, gave him his hand, say.
ing, "it is; pray what do you think of me ?" PADDY
then said, " think of ye ? Is it ! Why what the whole
world think of ye—ye're one of the neatest, decentest, and
purtiest sort of a gentleman ever came across us." Every
one around was convulsed with laughter ; but PAT, nowise
abashed, continued his eration—“ Arrah ! may blessins
smile upon ye, and may ye live a thousand years, and the
rest ov yer nat'ral life of ye." “ Bud, continued PAT,
its I that's sorry I was'nt at home when ye vor in my
Marquis said—" Oh, yes, very well; but will you go a
that,his then tossing up
tell them to behave themselves." PADDY,
csuntry. Did they thrate you decent?" The Noble
go!
only the d—l a use in
sint yet. message
shillelagh,anyhow r;epfloierdc-f—
-on a dog's tail they'd attend it.
to PADDY then made his
best bow and retired. y"erlshointomue,