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

LONDOYS OUT OF TOWN! Ath S LOST !!

(From the Morning Herald.)
This is the 18th day of July, and after to morrow or
next day, certainly after the 20'h, the present session of
Parliament may be said, for all intents and purposes, to
have closed. For though the House may sic on to the 2,1,
or even to the 9th of Aueust, yet all interest in puWic
business has ceast d, and Members are day by day drop-
ping off in their attendance at St. Stephen's. For the
Last forteight there is not a railroad or steam company
in the U-i:ed Ktnedom that has not experienced the ef-
fect in increased r ceipts. London is, and had been
even a fortnight before the departure of the Queen, a
desert, and though the two operas still fill tolerably with
the attreactions of Saerag, Grisi, Albuni, Aegri, Cor
hart, Labl ache, and Tamburini, yet after another week
even such stars will fail to draw. The pled Ping and
practicai" statesman whose chief joy was in the House
of Commons, finds St. Stephen's charm now no
more ; and, if we Le rightly informed, to-day or
tomorrow, accompanied by the Member for Leominster
—accompanied 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 chergo d'affaires in
Switzerland (a char,:e d'affaires when men who have
been twice as long in diplomatic servi..e are unpaid
teches merely)—starts for the Highlands, where cer-
taiely 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 lack, d sumptuousness
and luxury—baps have been unfrequent, and shorn of
their proper splendour—pie-nits and fetes champetres
have been of most unusual occurrence—white-bait ex-
cursions have been unrolished—aud water-souelsee 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
mansions to let or to hire—more carriage and riding
horses to sell. The tradesmen and artificers have
telt 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 II well and James's, to Starr and Mortimer's, to
Kitching and Abud's, to Hardwick's, to Lewis and
tLokyllaelliebyt,:s;otoshMipoireeyi:::
will all tell you that the times "are out of joint." Visit
smaller and less prosperous tradesmen, in the second-
rate streets, and you will find every third or fourth shop
Ctoroluit4heekr'asY,'od; tSovvßa "s: ,or
andto jlt
haery-
(more especially in Islarylebone) shut up and to let.
Nay, even in some of the leading streets, such as Oxford-
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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
7d. in the pound. How can it be otherwise, say the
London 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 Seroggs, my opposite neighbour (it is the
tradesman who speaks), who used to have many 'yawners,
closers, and cutters in his employ, now imports Paris
and Bordeaux boots, shoes, slippers, and Brodequins, all
ready made.
As to Hogging, who lives next door, and who bad
establishments both at Woodstock and Worcester, now
all his gloves and purses come from Grenoble, from Pri-
vet's in Paris. or from Boivin's or Spieglehelter's in the
Rue de le Pais. 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
Mies, their wines, their gloves, their boots and shces,
h-ir cambric% their marqneterie, and ther " articles de
Paris," yet they have had, and can now afford to have,
nothing in return. The result is that our journeymen
soot makers, glevers, cabinet-makers, and workers in
orenz.., are thrown on the rates, and that a general and
wide• spreading pauperisrn is eating into the vitals of the
!and. Every man feels it, the doctor, the Dwyer, the
•iergymen, the merchant, the manufacturer, the tailor,
ha hackneyman, the butcher, the baker, the green-
grocer, the brewer, the wine-merchant.
In fact, there is a general maliase and despondency
eervarling all classes, both gentle and simple. From
tee high horn miss in ber teens, dawn to the poor milli-
eer and mentua-maker, who toils for liar daily bread,
all, nearly all, have found it a barren season, nearly all
are sad and sick at heart at its premature close. But
of the vast crowds that have already lett, and in the
course of the present and the succeeding week will leave
L Inden, we doubt that a more down-hearted and dis-
sppointed man ever proceeded to bury his chagrin in
the llighlauds than the Right Hon. the Member for
ramworth.

More than eighteen months ago he and his little
party joined in starting a Peelite organ, which was daily
,o deity the art of turning, and to proclaim the political
Proteus and changeling the saviour of the land, For
twenty months the clique have laboured with all their
puny might and main in their v.ication—fow and weari-
.,otne, they have worn their undexterous digits to very
stumps. and the result is that their idol is now, after
4bout 1,800 leading articles, some of them bitter bad,
the maj,trity indifferent, in a much worse position than
he wAs at the end of 1847.

No man trusted or loved the pseudo-planter in 1847.
but still many believed he would again return to power.
Chat dream has now vanished. Ile putfary of the
Chronicle-1800 article flattery of that print—has put
an end to the delusion. It is bad enough to be vie-
imised 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
be 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
tailed, he has turned on his retainers, and having first
rated them soundly, has directed hie 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, be 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 ho 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 dis •
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 scheme has given the
coup de grace to Peel practicalness and statesmanship,
and evertshiencilairtownaets,slauwthoeled
coounttorfibSatt.ioSnteptohetnh'es i
n
this
journal, House
of Commons has been abuse of his own body guard.
and expressions of seeming civility to the Pr aectionists.
But the Protectionists will not have him. In his agony
he may turn to (he Chartists, now that Feergus O'Con-
nor is about to abdicate.
The session, like everything else connected with the
season of 1849, has been a huge failure. Nothing has
been done tor England, and nothing hay been carried
worth a groat for In-land but the resolution 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 rogeneratien of the sister country.