The Sun.
London, England, 1841-04-01 00:00:00

friends had considerable difficulty in detecting
the disguise. He was an inveterate toper, fond
of a joke, and about as intellectual as the majority
of actors are apt to be, which by no means im-
plies that he was a miracle of wit or wisdom.
Quin is also casually alluded to as having been a
resident in Pall-mall; ,and a criticism by George
the Third on his Falstaff is quoted, which we
subjoin, for it is more lively and discriminating
than we should have expected:—" Garrick was
great in every character; but Quin's Falstaff was
unique. His chuchling laugh, his fat in the
throat surpassed all I ever heard; his arch

manner is at this moment in my eye, and his
merry chuckle equally present to my ear." In
"- Some Remarks on the Latest Biographer. of
our Poets," Mr. Bell is taken to task for his
memoirs of Young and Akenside in one of the
latest volumes of Lardner's Cyclopmdia. The
strictures are in the usual caustic, slashing strain
of Oliver Yorke. The " Confessions of a Swind-
ler" point a useful moral. This is their chief re-
commendation. " Specimen Leaders of a Would-
be Editor" is a series of quizzical imitations of
the style of some of the principal Journals of the
day. The Morning Advertiser, the Herald, and
the Times are fairly enough imitated, but the
others are failures. " Lin the Commissioner" is
another essay at the facetious, after the manner
of Sir Morgan O'Doherty. " Norway and the
Norwegians" is an unjust attack on an intelligent
volume of travels published some months since by
Mr. Latham. A Memoir of " Marshal Saxe"
is tersely written. " War 'with America a Bless-
ing to Mankind," adopts this view of the ques-
tion chiefly with reference to the slave system in
the Southern States, .of which the writer justly
speaks in terms of unmitigated abhorrence.
Even at the present day, and in the boasted
land of freedom and equality, an American
planter deems the roasting of a slave alive a
mere act of just retribution 1 And this atrocity
—as the writer shOws on unquestionable au-
thority—is perpetrated in open day, and in the
presence of hundreds of witnesses ! Could a war
with America put down this accursed system of
slavery, we could almost find it in our hearts to
pray for its speedy advent. From the Memoir of
Marshal Saxe, we quote a sketch of this re-
nowned Commander—the hero of Fontenoy :
Marshal Saxe was certainly one of the most distinguished
men of the century to which he belonged. His faults—and
they were not few—resulted in a great measure from his
neglected education and peculiar position in life ; whereas, his
merits and virtues were his own. In person he was tall, ele-
gant, and well' formed ; his face, also, was handsome, anti he
had dark hair and eyebrows, and blue eyes In disposition he
was kind, generous, and humane. In his Reveries he accounts
a mild and gentle disposition, free from all asperity of temper,
as one of the most essential qualities of a General. He himself
certainly possessed these advantages; but what the consequence
ould have been had the doctrine ever found favour at the

Horse Guards, it is really difficult to say ; for the time has
hardly yet gone by when to be in a towering rage on every
ordinary parade and drill ground, to stamp and swear till
novices trembled again, and to overwhelm officers and men
with coarse and vulgar abuse, was looked upon as a proof of
great soldiership.—the only proof, indeed, which some of our
rapidly promoted Generals ever gave. In humanity towards
tne vanquished, whether soldiers of the enemy or inhabitants
of conquered provinces, no one ever surpassed Marshal Saxe.
He was a strict disciplinarian, and had, as he himself related,
been brought up in a strict school. A French General having
attempted to excuse some disorders inhis corps, on the grounds
of not wishing to exercise severity towards the officers, Maurice
said, " You are a young soldier, Monsieur le General, and do
not yet know that forbearance towards the officers may some-
times be severity towards the soldiers, by rendering punish-
ments necessary that attention on their part might have averted.
Even I, when Colonel of cavalry, was ordered by old General
Seckendorff, to follow for three days on foot in rear of my own
regiment, in consequence of some disorders committed by the
men ; and yet I was the son of a king, and a favourite son,
too." This was, no doubt, sharp practice.