The Sun.
London, England, 1840-03-12 00:00:00

" Mislike me not for my complexion."
THE SLEEPING BEAUTY.—The businessof the day bad
just commenced, and the crier had wound up his open.
mg formula, concluding with " God save the Queen,"
when, uncalled by any, and unwished for by one, Billy
Donnelly, made his entree, and ascending the •
I box, honoured the clerk with a rapid—...., Good w"ness-
his hat at his feet, he I:7liiiili:l9
Sir," then depositing
down
t p
with all imaginable nonchalance ,
ali much as to
5ay......., Here I am, and who'll turn me ou That was all
and vastly funny—hut, Billy
lyomontory
Donnelly's nose !very fine,
—Painters call the
ques-
tion, a " leading feature ;" in
and we
the term to Billy's, for nu man ever winaiglkhetdthbeoyhianpdpiya
might more protuberant one. We •
ght say
of him, with .-----_
Sterne, that "he fared aswell.as if he had been at the Her Majesty will have a dinner and ereninn
In
promontory of noses!" Billy's case, it was a tender
feature too, for, when he essayed to keep it in order, party every Monday until Easter. The evening party is tote
will be a dance, her Majest 's
y qua-
either with
linoer and thumb (for handkerchief he had drille band having received orders to attend. -
in "frock dress," and there
Lady Lyndhurst's party on Monday evening
none), or through the titillating ordeal ofafitofsneez-
ing, he handled it gingerly,. and sneezed in a minor key. next is to be a ball. The invitations are very select, and are
" Who took such liberties with your nose, Master confined to members of the haute noblesse.
THE EARL OF DURHANI.—The Noble Earl,
Donnelly " inquired his Worship. '
who has been confined to his chamber for the l
Billy'—" I was dhrivor ov the Ballinacally car, sir four weeks
a poor boy, Sir—sthrivin' to live, sir ; indeed, sir, an' at Cleveland House, is now convalescent. Hiasst/
btheelaadqvice of his physicians, has left town for Itichm4tonidlsbipl; by
make the two inds meet, sir, 'till the car broke down, takeni a.viLlta for six weeks. The Countess of Durham
cuopntsoeganncetooafttthenedimthperoclveume:rs,:tis
sir, ant the sOckilashin broke up, sir ; an' 'twos Mis!her anil'L-ad :1
at in his Loyrdshaliy' p s health,abint°nc'am e
Moriarty used me dis way, sir (pointing to his nose)
. evening party at Buckingham Palace.
a weddin', on Sunday night, Sir."
MAGISTRATE—YOU must have given some provoca- Lord Carew's splendid seat, Castleborow, we:l
totally dest-o • Iby fire last Monday week. It appears tt.e
Cron.
chimneylvhsice quickly
lfire. Abeaanmd of the roof lodged in the
Oh ! is it me, sir ?—the like was never found afther - kitchen 4
me, sir. I declare to you, I'm as quiet an' ordherly chimney,
of the roof. The ignited,uppeyrroomquicklyeombineucn-
at a blessed bishop, sir (God bless the hearers!).
, flames, and in a fewmilted
prey
thet rici
let alone a born hours the noble mansi"on sva-2 ayheoap of
I wouldn't provoke a wild login,
Christian—oh, not I. An' see, sir, what little use that 1 ruins. His Lordship's library, with his books and payers, were
saved. Lord and Lady Carew are on the Continent.
was for me, sir; 'idout no provocation, or nothin', Davy
'
and Tho Honourable General Stanhope was buried i
Moriarty kern across the room that night, sir,
on Alonday at Elvaston Abbey, and was followed to the gravel*
wid respects to you, sir, before _I could guard myself, sirs
, brthe Earl of Harrington, Col. Leicester, Francis, and Henry
be hot me into tile very middle o' the nose wid the bone ! Stanhope.