The Sun.
London, England, 1831-04-01 00:00:00

FRASER'S MAGAZINE.

By many degrees the best number we have yet
seen of this lively work, full of extravagant humour
—keen satire—critical shrewdness, and various and
agreeable matters of information. With one feature
of the Magazine only we quarrel, its politics, which
we must confess we cannot comprehend. " Mont-
gomery's Oxford" is a smart satirical notice of this
lately published poem. " Some Passages in the
Life of an idler" are feelingly written, and display
much talent for description. "On Alchemy and
the Alchemist" is a quaint and rather abstruse
article on a subject, the interest attached to which
has for ever passed away. " The Poetry of the
Sandwich Islands" is a matchless quiz, penned in
the broadest and most effective style of humour.
There is no mistaking the writer of this Peter-Pin-
daric. It proceeds clearly from the pen of the illus-
trious Adjutant O'Doherty, who, we are happy to
learn, from a letter written to us by himself, has not
—as we surmised last month—joined the followers
of Johannah Southcote in consequence of a disap-
pointment in a love affair. The missive conveying
to us this agreeable contradiction is dated from St.
Margaret's watch-house, where it seems the exem-
plary Adjutant was for some hours confined, by
bus ..dims.
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reason of a slight misunderstanding with a couple or
unappeasable Irish watchmen. " Punch and Judy"
s in the hest manner of the Modern Pythagorean—.
himself I host, and one of the. favourite contributors
zo Biqckx ::?. occ!. The etch of Professor Wilson is
spirited, and we suppose—as we know nothing to

the contrary—faithful as a likeness. " Visit froM
Mr. St. John Long" describes the particulars of Mr.
Fraser's interview with this desperate quack in a
most animated style.
" But let us be serious. Mr. Saint John Long has
positively Visited ou.• pnllisher conversation
which we have quoted (in effect,—almost verbatim in-
deed) actually took place between them. The sole piece
of exaggeration, or imagination, that we.have indulged in,
is touching Mr. Fraser's alarm. However atrocious it
may seem, we must confess that he was not seriously
frightened. Whether Saint John Long's bluster—his
whip, with a fo.r's head upon it (apt emblena !), inspired
our friend with any sensations approaching to timidity, is
between him and his conscience. He, however, scorn-
fully rejects the notion ; and moreover asserts his surprise,
that a contemporary publication (not remarkable for its
tenderness towards those whom it deems public offenders)
should have submitted to apologise to this notorious per-
son, alter, as he understands, its editor or publisher had
received a visit from Mr. Long ! But let us reflect a
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pe,„. ;., situation of
Saint John Lur.s., who has bee.' arraigned, and
once coeivicted,:d.homieide (! 1) to,.,sere to the hcnse
of every editor and prblistret (with whips in their laruOir,
and big words in their mouths)- and force.
they art to succeed in making every news;:ape..- and maga-
zinecsll bad: its wortiii, and tontrarliz,' the records of
the Old Bailey /—why there-may be a good del of 'talk
about the ,liberty of the. I.)x%sai and the right of-manifest-
ing public Opinion; but there will be exCcediagly little of
-the libzrtylteelf, which, in fact, would by such means
be speedik exringuishol. We upon out T.,,-or7-,/r.--
editts.rs and publishers to lift up their voices against
quackery of all aorta, in defiance of whip 6; amd frowns
and foxes' head.

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