The Sun.
London, England, 1841-12-13 00:00:00

gaming table before he was-twenty-one years old, the
enormous sum of 100,000/.,• and at about the same time,
Lord the grandson of an aged and venerable Earl,
lost 30,0001. in one night. It is well known that a Noble
Lord has at different times won more than a million and
a half sterling, and spent the greater part of it in dissi-
pation. If a gentleman whose estate is sufficiently large
offers to play for a stake of 100,009/. at this establish-
ment, he is instantly accepted.
There is a moral certainty that every man who fr
quents this establishment will come off a beggar at last,
unless he is a participator in the gains of the house ; and
when his money and his estate are gone, he is no longer
wanted there, and is generally turned away with but little
ceremony. Still, there are several regular gamblers at
this fashionable gaming-house who are not worth a far-
thing, their presence being indispensable to the success
of the "concern." They are the proprietor's creatures.
They are not mere hangers-on, but active and efficient
agents for their base-born master. They are constantly
on the alert to catch every fortune which goes up to
London. _ _

Ah ! that gaming-house is a terrible place. I have
often been there to gratify my friends, and am perfectly
familiar with the whole establishment, but I never could
be prevailed upon to play. I promised my father, when
he was dying, that I would do these things—that I would
maintain the honour of his house, preserve his family
estates unimpaired, and never gamble ; and I have held
my pledge sacred. But many of my friends have been
ruined there.

A twelve-month ago .a young friend of mine, the
MarquiS of -, cam,: to me about twelve o'clock at
night, in the saloon of the - Club, and • asked me for
1,000/. I knew he wanted it for play, but I had great
confidence in his judgment and self-control ; it was an
inconsiderable sum, and I gave him a draft for the
amount. He came out of the hazard-room in two or
three hours with 23,0001. The next evening he staked
and lost it all. He came to me at half-past one o'clock
that night, and asked me for 5,0001. ; he was a Mewl,
and I could not refuse him. I gave it t) him. and in
half an hour he had not only lost every guinea of it, but
impoverished his family for ten years. You mayima-
gine the feelings of his beautiful wife, when, on returning
home from Almack's the same morning, she found at her
door a man waiting to take her carriage to Tattersal's,
to be sold to pay his debts of honour. Anticipating the
result, I had gone with my friend to his house, on his
leaving the gaming-table. We were sitting in the draw-
ing-room when his wife entered. He was almost raving
with madness. She was exceedingly alarmed when she
perceived the change in her husband, and came to him,
took his hand, and asked him what troubled him. " You
are a beggar, Mary," he screamed out in despair, and
fell senseless on the floor. After he was restored, she
came and sat down by my side en the sofa, and prayed
me to tell her all. It was a painful task, I assure you.
I shall never forget the scene which followed. It was a
more affecting sight to see the agony of this beautiful
woman, than it would have been to see her die a thousand
times. I satisfied his creditors at Crockford's for
33,000/. ; and this saved the furniture, her horses and
carriage, and their house in the country. She left
London with a broken heart, and is now living a retired
and miserable life.

HALL'S IRELAND. Part XIV.
How and Parsons, London, 1841.
The present Part of this attractive and popular
work is chiefly confined to a description -of the
scenery, antiquities, &c., of the county of Wick-
low ; and is embellished with a Map of the
counties Of Dublin and Kildare, and a beautiful
engraving of the Valley of Glendalough, one of
the loveliest spots, not even forgetting Killarney,
in all Ireland. By way of extract, we quote
Mrs. Hall's sketch of an Irish gentleman of the
old school, which forms a very interesting per-
sonal reminiscence :
The race of the O'Tooles, notwithstanding the attempts
to extirpate them, are not even now extinct. Some di-
rect descendants of " the Kings" still live in the county
of Wexford. In our early youth it was our lot to be
acquainted with one of them—the immediate representa-
tive of the brave but intractable sept. We used to anti-
cipate his visit to our house-as one of the greatest treats
we could enjoy. His presence was princely, but not
austere ; his tall slight figure, silver-mounted hunting-
horn and fowling-piece, noble horse, and perfect dogs,
bespoke the gentleman ; but when his head was unco-
vered, and his long silver hair flowed over his shirt-collar,
and you observed the extraordinary brilliancy of his eyes
and the exquisite proportions of his features, you, could
not fail to inquire who he was, and to pay involuntary
homage to manly beauty and polished demeanour. His
very dogs were courtly ; Bran had the credit of being
a genuine Irish wolf-dog ; and certainly was the only
animal we ever saw that answered the description of the
noble breed. He was, indeed, a
" Rough fellow, stout fellow, brave-hearted and true"— •
a most sagacious, and, as we have said, courtly, brute,
for he would never precede a lady when entering a room.
His master would not under any circumstances endure to
be styled Mr. O'Toole, holding Mr. as an unworthy desig-
nation, but would be called simply O'Toole. Meeting.
Lord- Arne one day in Sackville-street, he bowed (his
bow was perfection) and said " O'Toole salutes Arne."
BUt though proud on points of etiquette,. he was the
humblest of the humble to the poor ; he would watch be-
side the bed of a sick dependent, and enter with exquisite
feeling into sorrows which he lived to alleviate. As long
as a coin remained in, his pocket, no one ever solicited
'his aid in Vain ; and his family would often restrain his
liberality; not by argument, for that would be very in-
effectual, but by lessening the contents of his purse, while
he remained tinconscious of the friendly robbery. His
peculiarities were many, but none of them were evil.
It is impossible to imagine a love more chivalrous or de-,.
voted than that he cherished for his native country ; his
acquaintance with foreign lands had increased his affec-
tion for his own, and it was no uncommon thing to hint
at something disparaging to Ireland for the purpose of
rousing O'Toole's energies. Then, indeed, his eyes
would flash, his fine musical voice acquire new tones
from the intensity of his feelings ; even Bran would
rouse him from his lair, and place his head upon the table,
looking with inquiring eyes into his face. With him
Ireland was the alpha and omega of the world. Her his-
tory, real or imaginary, formed his political creed. He.
would assure you that no Chinese tea was equal to that
which could be made by an infusion of the sloe, with a
few leaves of bog myrtle. His shirt buttons were of
Irish diamonds set in pure. Wicklow gold. Fond, like
all gentlemen of, the old regime, of jewels, he wore none
that were not Irish. His snuff-box of Wicklow pebble
was set with Irish pearls, his fingers glittered with Irish
amethysts, the chimney-pieces in his house were of Irish
marble—everything about him of Irish manufacture, and
his hunting-coat of . " Lincoln green" was grown, shorn,
dyed, wove, and made on his own estate. When we
doubted the truth of any statement—hinting, for instance,
that he had been misinformed—he would promise ocu-
lar demonstration ; start at break of day with his faith-
ful servant, who always carried the results of his master's
geological speculations (no light weight either) and re-
turn to the breakfast-table, eager to prove that what you
believed to be yellow clay -was gold-dust, and that ever);
stone on thelrigh coast was a jewel. Upon this one point
the mind of our noble friend wandered ; and upon that
it was dangerous to contradict him. He would brew the
most noxious decoctions and swallow them down with
gout, because they were made from Irish herbs. He had
his gooseberry and currant vintage, and always declared
that the word Nectar signified Poteen. Regardless of the
state of the weather, he might have been often seen, pre-
ceded by his dogs, followed by his trusty squire, wading
through bogs in the hope of discovering some new Irish
specimen of root or flower ; or climbing the crags to col-
lect mineralogical specimens to bear out his theory," that
everything necessary for the life, the health, the happi-
ness, and the adornment of man was to be found in Ire-
land." The very corn-birds he asserted to be the same
as the ortolans of Italy. One of Our childish delights was
to climb to his knee (and a good long climb it was) and
in the grey, dim twilight of evening coax him to repeat
Ossian, or some real Old Irish ballad. His memory was
wonderful, and he would take as much pains to please a
wayward child as if an audience waited on his words.

EXETER MARKETS.
(From the Western Times.)
There was no material alteration from our quotations
of last week. The Cattle Market, owing,to•the fait hav-
ing been held on Wednesday lasts was very thinly sup-
plied, and the attendance of buyers-was also very small ;
the business transacted was tritiing. •
TOTNES, DEC. 7.—The supply of fat Bullocks was
small and inferior in quality, the demand good, ar.cl an
advance took place of from 2s to 3s per cwt. Cows and
Calves fetched very high prices. Store Bullocks were
not plentiful, and sold well. Sheep met a dull sale at
rather lower rates than on last market day. Corn.—
The millers and maltsters evinced little disposition to pur-
chase, consequently little business was done. Wool was
also very dull, and the same may be said of Potatoes.
Best Beef for Christmas, from 63s to 70s per cwt; good
market Beef, 58s to 635; second ditto, 52s 6d to 58s;
Cows and Calves, 56s to 635; Store Bullocks, 33s to 40s.
Sheep.—Wethers, 5;4-'d to 6d per lb; Ewes, sid to sid
per lb. Corn.—Wheat, 14s 6d to 16s per bag of two
bushels; Barley, 7s to 8s; Oats, 6s 6d to 7s 6d per bag
of 2i bushels. Wool, 7-id to 74d per lb in the grease.
Potatoes, 2s 3d to 2s 9d per bag of 1401bs.
TIVERTON, DEC. 7.—Corn.—Wheat, 7s to 8s per
bushel ; Barley, 4s to 4s 6d ; Oats, 2s 4d to 2s Bd. Sup-
ply very good, demand moderate. Turkeys, 4s to
5s 6d each ; Geese, 3s 6d to 5s ; Ducks 3s 4d to 4s per
couple ; Fowls, 2s 6d to 3s ; Butter, 10fd to is per lb. ;
Eggs, is to Is 2d per dozen ; Potatoes, 16 lbs for 6d ;
3s 6d to 4s 6d per bag of 8 score. Supplies abundant,
demand slack. Shambles.—Beef, 5-fd to 7d per lb ;
Mutton, 5d to 6d ; Veal, 6d to 7d ; Pork, sid to 7d ;
Dry Bacon, 8d to 9d. Supply and demand good.
Cattle.—Fat Beef, 9s to 10s per score ;' Store Cattle,
6s to fis ; Cows and Calves, 121 to 131 each ; Sheep, 5d
to 6d per lb. A tolerable good supply, demand rather
slack. •
Cum.omyroN.—There was a remarkably fine exhibi-
tion of Cattle here on Saturday last. The prize heifer.at
Ottery, the property of Mr. John Hole, of Plymtree,
and another, the,property of Mr. Ileniy Matthews, of
Bradnineh, were exhibited. The beauty of these ani-
mals -attracted, itniversal attention and admiration. Mr.
Salter, of Clisthydon, but for the unfavourable morning,
would have driven in a beautiful fat heifer. There leas
a particularly fine lot of young stock from Mr. John
Hole's herd. A large number of buyers attended, and
added L to
,their provision for Christmas customers.

LICENSED VICTUA LLERS' ASYLUM.--The
election of a successor to the Society's esteemed friend,
.Mr. Adams, of Queen-street, Pimlico, as chairman of
the Institution for the ensuing year, took place on Fri.
day, when Mr. Stennett, of Red Lion-street, Holborn,
was chosen by his brother trustees and the governors
for that highly distinguished office. The warm and
hearty congratulations which were offered to
nett on his election, evinced very stro" •
raation is which the board I° ,

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