The Sun.
London, England, 1831-07-01 00:00:00

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o a crown, at least. From two till half-past two, lad is
ihnself somenThat eilent 1 his whiffs and his words come
;orth like the compartiou/ of the ark, two and two; and
;nu observe, without surprise, that ht.' is rum down. In a
Few minutes more he looks at his watch, and remarks that
It is time to co'—that is, he perceives that you ate su-
mrsaturattd with sleep: you persuade the other glass ;
JJ
:e refuses it ; then you yawn your widest, beg his pardon,
nd bid him ' Good eghts' He goes home, happy
hat he has been listened to with so moch of deferential
ilence : you stumble up to your chamb'et, with such an
-ntire resignation to the inevitable necessity of sleep, that
„tolling off your clothes seems an absurd delay ; and you
ire off in a minute to the district of dreams, and rise,
text day, with no heatlache, and with a serenity of mind
.vhich is unknown to the 'lovers of clubs and such like
.'oily congregations of men. But for the senseless prejii-
'ices of mankind, such as I have described would be
• taken' as willingly as we take spring physic, and courted
not cut ; for a
" Blessing goes with him wheresoe'er he goes."
—the blessing of sleep."
4' A Tale of the Inquisition" is not devoid of
dramatic interest, though it is somewhat lengthy
" The Popular Literetnre of France" is a serviceable
unpretending essay. " Good Night to Togliatti,"
though too highly-wrought and impassited, is yet
1* very eloquent little composition.

NEW MONVILY MAGAZINE.
-There is much. amusement to be derived from this
number. The first article is very haPpy,both hi sub-
ject and in execution. It is on the Irish Elections,
and is full of touches of character and archness. The
description of O'Gorman Mahon is very graphic :
" Alas ! for O'Gorman Whim, How has he declined
from the high, although it was a aornewhat fantastical
station on which he stood not long ago, when he lighted
on the tops of Parliamentary eminence like Metcory on
a Heaven-kissing bill! There lie remained poised in a
posture peculiar indeed, and sufficiently strange; but it
was much, after all, to have had all eyes directed on him,
and by his dress, his attitude, his deportment, hll.l an elo-
quence which is entirely his own, to have attracted the
regards and occupied the ear of London. He is hurled
down from the peaks of fashion, and instead of alternately
figuring in Regent-street and St. Stephen's Chapel, and
astounding the one with his rhetoric, and the other with
his attire, he is condemned to wander through the sell-
tudes of Clare, and to gaze on those mountains which his
friend Steele has associated with the immortal name of
O'Connell, and given an eternity to their fame as doubt-
less as that of the foundations on which they stand. I
own it grieves me to see this change in his political for-
tunes, and the incident which pains me most is the sepa-
ration which took place between him and Thomas Steele.
They were wont to call each other by vocatives of fraternal
fi ienilsWp, and Tom Steele would end every sentence by a
panegyric on the virtues and services of his brother O'Gor-
man Mahon. At the late Clare election the passion of
Tom Steele for his country, or what be considers as equi•
valent, his admiration of Daniel O'Connell, overcame his
enthusiasm for his friend, and they who would have glad!),
perished for each other's sake but a little while ago, were
animated by the most deadly resentment. The public are
too well aware of all the gladiatorial interchanges of mes-
, sages, and appointments, and ' moving accidents by flood
and field,' which prevented any rencontre between the
bands of belligerents on that memorable occasion. It
would, however, be preposterous to throw any doubt on
the covrage of any of the parties. They are all men ap-
proved in their vocation, but fortunately for them and for
their country, their O'Trigger propensities w ere disap-
pointed by a series of events which cannot he considered
fortuitous, but in which the finger of a guardian Provi-
dence can be distinctly traced. Why go through the half-
melancholy, half ridiculous narrative of the incidents M
that election? It terminated, however, with a circum-
stance so Ininourable to both parties, that it ought not to
be kept back. O'Gorman Mahon was assailed in Lime-
rick by an infuriated rabble. He defended himself with a
valour which was really heroic. When he was on the
point of being overpowered, his former friend Steele, per-
ceiving his danger, forgetting all their recent animosities
in the remem',rance of their ancient friendship, rushed
forward, and raising him with his vigorous arm, snatched
bins from the grasp of a sanguinary mob, and bore him in
safety off. That two men, both full of worth and of high
personal as well as public merit, have shaken heads, with
' hearts in them,' is the sincere wish of all those who are
aware of all the good which they accomplished when they
were honourably emulous for the service of their country,
and left it matter of difficulty to arbitrate between their
comparative claims on the gratitude of Ireland."
" Cholera Morbus" is just now a readable paper)
though we cannot speak of it with regard to its sci-
entific qualifications. They may or they may not
be superior; at any rate, they are terse and appo-
" Mrs. Siddons" is a highly wrought enthu-
siastic panegyric on a very accomplished actress,
whom the writer would gladly convert into a pheno-
mena. We disapprove of indiscriminate eulogy
as much as of indiscriminate censure. Wordsworth's
Sonnet to Haydon, the .painter, is in that great
mate's best style. " The Convict, by L. E. L.," is
pretty and sentimental; and the " Quarantine" an
entertaining story.

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ENGLISHMAN'S MAGAZINE.
" The Eventful Session" is a temperate, wet
reasoned, though somewhat laboured, article. It i
appropriately placed at the head of the number,
The subjoined remarks are well put, but far from
being novel :
" In what times we live !—the moral and rlitical
aspect of the world hourly undergoing a change as complete
and overwheitning as ever occurred to the surface of the
earth on which we tread. Turn to Asia—there the arts,
the aims, and the policy of Europe, are awaking energies
that have stagnated for thousands of years. At this
moment London exhibits the singular spectable of a
learned Hindoo" mingling with its inhabitants, entering
into the spirit of their most grave concerns, and giving
the testimony of the mother of antiquity to the necessity
of Reform ! In Turkey, the iron sway of the repre-
sentatives of the Prophet is yielding to infidel innovation
A similar phenomenon is exhibited in Egypt. Algiers,
the sink of barbarian piracy, is actually a province of the
Giaour. America, Which fifty or sixty years ago, was
but " a servant of servants," is now almost one unbroken
chain of independent republics. Poland has gone forth to
battle for her rights, like the Hebrew youth against the
Canaanitish giant. Belgium is self-divorced from the in-
harmonious mate to which she was united by the potent
ceremonial of the Holy Allies. France and her restless
chivalry are again, gauntlet in hand, bidding sullen de-
fiance to the combined supporters of legitimacy. Even
in degenerate Italy, and the still more degenerate Penin-
sula, there are symptoms sufficient to prove, that if they
are as yet unprepared to enter on the winged state of
liberty, they are at least emerging from the abject rank of
the grub to the intermediate position of the chrysalis.—
Of a truth we live in extraordinary times !—We are in-
volved in the whirl of a movement more extensive than
the march of nations which preceded the subversion of the
Roman empire—a movement far different also from the
desolating influx of savage hordes—the offspring of know-
ledge, the forerunner of prosperity."
" Confessions of a Tippling Philosopher" evince
power of thought and feeling, though the title is in-
aapnpersosparyi: tt‘e,.ri t ‘i‘iiPahlyesaitctieadudfaPshhiyosnic;iaint sisianlsloS3l i
candid,s
and enlivened .by one or two apt anecdotes. Alto-
gether the number is a good one.
Rammohun Roy.