The Sun.
London, England, 1847-01-08 00:00:00

his own failure in the expedition to the Netherlands
but who is your friend ?'
"' The Knight of Gwynne ; an Irish gentleman—'

" 6 One of your late supporters, eh, Castlereagh ?' said
the Duke, laughing. ' Hew came ho to be forgotten till
this hour, or did you pass him a bill of gratitude, payable
at nine months after date ?'

" 'No, my Lord Duke, he was an opponent ; he was a
man that I never could buy, when his infltience and
power were such as to make the price of his own di>
tating. Since that day, fortune has changed with him.'
"' And what do you want viith him, now?' said the
Duke, while his eyes twinkled with a `sly malice, 'are
you imitating the man that bowed down before the
statues of Hercules and Apollo at Rome, not knowing
when the time of those fellows might come up again ?
Li that your game ?'

" Not exactly, your Royal Highness, but I really feel
some scruples cf conscience, that, having assisted so
many unworthy candidates to pensions and peerages, I
should have done nothing for the most upright man I
met in Ireland.'

"'lf we could make him a Commissary-Gcm-ral,' said
the Duke, laughing, the qualities you spcalc of would be
of service just now—there never were such a set of ras-
cA; as we have got in that dcpartinent ! But come, what
can we do with him ? What's ra:,l: in the army ?
where did he SltrVe

" I dare present him to your Royal Highness, with-
out a uniform,' said Lord Castlereagh, hesitatingly, he
cculd answer these veries better than I can.'
" Oh ! by Jove ! it is too late for scruples now—in-
troduce him at once.'

" Lord Castlereagh waited for no more formal permis-
sion, but hastening to the ante-chamber, took Darcy's
hand, and led him forward.

" If I don't mistake, Sir,' said the Duke, as the old
man raised his head after a deep and courteous saluta-
tion, ' this is rot the first time we have met—am I correct
iu calling you Colonel Darcy ?'
The Knight bowed low in acquiescence.
"' The same officer who raised the 28th Light Dra-
goons, known as 'Darcy's Light Horse ?"
The Knight bowed once more.
" A very proud officer, in command,' said the Duke,
turning to Lord Castlereagh with a stern expression on
his features ; Colonel, who threatened a Prince of the
Blood with arrest, for breach of duty.'
"' He had good reason, your Royal Highness, to be
proud,' said the Knight, firmly ; ' first, to have a Prince
to serve under his command ; and secondly, to have held
that station and character in the service, to have ren-
dered so unbecoming a threat pardonable.'
" And who said it was ?' replied the Duke, hastily.
" Your Royal Highness has just done so.'
" How do you mean ?'
" mean, my Lord Duke,' said Darcy, with a calm
and unmoved look, ' that your Royal Highness would
never have recurred to the theme to one humbled as I
am, if you had not forgiven it.'
" As freely, as I trust, you forgive me, Colonel
Darcy,' said the Duke, grasping his hand and shaking it
with warmth. Now, for my part, what can Ido for you?
what do you wish ?'
"‘ I can scarcely ask your Royal Highness, I find that
some kind friend has already applied in my behalf—l
could not have presumed, old and useless as I am, to pre-
fer a claim myself.'
"' There's your own regiment vacant,' said the Duke,
musing. 'No, by Jove ! I remember Lord Netherby
asking me for it the other day, for some relative of his
own—Taylor, is the Colonelcy of the 28th promised ?'
" Your Royal Highness signed it yesterday.'
" I feared as much; who is it? perhaps he'd ex-
change.'

"‘Colonel Maurice Darcy, your highness, unattached..
" What, have I been doing good by stealth? Is this
really so!'

"'-If it be, your Royal llighness,' said Darcy, smiling,
' I can assure you that the officer promoted will not ex-
change.' _ _

"'-The depot is at Gosport, your Royal Highness,'
said Taylor, in reply to a question from the Duke.
" ' Well, station it in Ireland; Colonel Darcy may
prefer it,' said the Duke; ' for, as the regiment forms
part of the expedition to Egypt, the depot need not be
moved for some time to come.'

" Your Royal Highness can increase the favour,
by only one concession, dare I ask it? To permit me
to take the command on service.'

" The Duke gazed with astonishment at the old man,
and gradually his expression became one of deep interest,
as he said,

" Colonel Darcy could claim as a right what I feel so
proud to accord him as a favour. Make a note of that,
Taylor,' said the Duke, raising his voice so as to be
heard through the room, 'Colonel Darcy to take the
command on service at his own special request. Yes,
gentlemen,' added he, louder, ‘.these are times when the
exigencies of the service demand alike the energy of
youth, and the experience of age; it is, indeed, a happy
conjuncture that finds them united. y Lord Castle-
reagh and Colonel Darcy, are you disengaged for Wed-
nesday?'
" They both bowed respectfully.
" ' Then on Wednesday I'll have some of your brother
officers to meet you, Colonel. Now, Taylor, let us get
through our list.'
"So saying, the Duke bowed graciously, and Lord
Castlereagh and the Knight retired, each too full of

pleasure Co utter a word as as he went."
If the serial be conducted to its conclusion with un-
flagging ability, " The Knight of Gwynne" will be
the most admirable among the many admirable
fictions of Mr. Lever.

THE MAN IN THE MOON. Edited by Albert Smith
and Angus B. Reach.
This is an admirable sixpenny worth of fun. The
illustrations by Phiz, Meadows, Hine, Thomas, &c.,
are capital ! and as the engineers for the amalgama-
tion of the broad gauge of Fancy with the narrow
gauge of Fact into the Grand General Amusement
Junction, Albert Smith and Angus Reach beat the
Brunels and the Stephensons hollow. To the Man in
the Moon is due the credit of having given to the
world—