The Sun.
London, England, 1841-04-24 00:00:00

We deny flat there is any ground, in ranter of fact,
for the representation concerning the state of the Con-
servative party. Some discontent there idways is
among a large party respecting the conduct. Of its
leaders, but we venture to affirm that so great a party
as the present Conservative party never existed in
this country with less of ill.fseling or disrespect
towards the leaders of it. Even they who wish the
opposition to the Government were rather more
lively (and we grant there are many Conservatives
who have this wish) are generally disposed to area
that their political leaders can best judge what course
ought to be taken, and to admire the forbearance with
which they abstain from grasping personal power in
order that they may better uplioll Corservstiva
principles.
But, if thit be so, what makes the Times break out
in so furious a manner as it did yesterday ? The
reason is, or akas, to be found at Nottingham. The
fiery impatience of the Times, which is some how or
another more peculiarly interested in the Nottingham
contest than in any other, could not brook the
apathy which has been found to exist there among
the higher sort of Conservatives. Whether this
apathy was right or wrong we shall not positively pro-
nounce ; but, granting that it was the latter, still it was
excusable, and perhaps it may not continue. We have
already pointed out, with reference to the stite of af-
fairs at Nottingham, the single ground upon
which the disappointed populace of Nottingham,
and the Conservative party there, might act toge-
ther for the return of an anti-Ministerial candi-
date. We mean the deep disgust, common to both,
at the weak, treacherous, deceitful conduct of the
present Administration, which encouraged the popu-
lace to hope for everything as lung as its violent
demonstrations were necessary for taie Ministerial
purposes, and then cruel), punished a continuation
of those violent demonstrations, because they had be-
come inconvenient for Ministerial purposes. This com-
mon disgust is the single ground of political co-opera-
tion between the populace, who clamour for the Charter,
and the Conservative party. But if -a co-operation: be-
yond this is expected, and if the Conservatives are to
he abused and the whole party grossly misrepresented
because of a natural reluctance towards an unnatural
combination in Nottingham, we think such expectation
is monstrous, and the anger at its non-fulfilment grossly
unjust. Moreover, the exhibition of such anger is
excessively impolitic, even as regards the interest of the
person on whose behalf the angry steam is " got up."
The Conservatives, we believe, are not to be dragooned
into nets of disgraceful participation, even by the po-
tential fury of a leading journal.
This much we will venture to say of our own hope
concerning the Conservative party, namely, that if it
is never to become paramount in this country till it
allies itself with the mob, we hope the day of its as-
cendancy may never come. We have no wish for what
has been called a " Conservative democracy." Wc be-
lieve the project of any such thing to be nonsensical,
and its realisation impossible. We think we are not
presumptuous in saying this, far, unless we greatly
err, the opinion we have expressed that of every
sauna and rational man who is true to Conservative
principles,
At the same time, no one who nominally or really
belongs to the Conservative party would go further
than we should willingly go to promote the com-
fort and happiness of the people. We have al-
' • xa's th-uslit and often said, that onthe part
of the Government of this country, whether con-
ducted by Tories cr Whigs, there has not been
that sort of parental care taken of the peo-
ple which we think ought to he taken. But
we do not approve, and therefore we would
not encourage, any Larger amount of popular inter-
ference in political affairs than at present exists. We
do not believe that the mass of the people can advan-
tageously govern themselves. The existing Consti-
tution gives the people quite as much power and op-
portunity of interference in political affairs as it
is, in our judgment, wise and wholesome tar them
to have. This we believe to be the principle of the
Conservative party, and upon this point we hold the
Conservative party to be directly at issue with the
Chartist snub.. We fed that this,shotalleilistinctly
understood, let what may happen at Nottingham ;
and, though we taink that all Conservatives there
ought to du their best to defeat the Goverment condi-
date, we yet believe that, while doing their best, they
will take care not to identify themselves with Chartist
schemes.

Such conduct will insure a united Conmervative
party, notwithstanding the angry " thunder" of tho
Times.—Post.

MELANCHOLY SUICIDE.

On Monday week an inquest was held on the body of
Mr. Boag, telieviog officer of the Rothbury Union. Dons
the evidence O'er, it 'wears that the squabbles which have
for some time prevailed in the Board of Guardians, aad
the opposition he had experienced, had preyed much upon
his mind. On Tuesday, the 6th instant, there was a very
stormy meeting of the Board, and during the following
night he had revcr slept, but wandered about his room in
great distress. The next day he had gone to Elsdon
in the performance of his duties, when he saw the
Archdeacon of Northumberland, of whose kind feelings
he afterwards expressed himself very warmly. On hta
return from thence he wrote a long letter to the clerk of
the union, from which the following are extracts:—
"Mr DEAR SIR—I do net see how I can get out of this
business. The Rector and Charlton will appear against
me. Mr. Pyc owns with having got the money up to the
05tb December, I :339, and it appeared that I have carried
the su.-n on in my book for three quarters more. I declare to
my Maker that I was not conscious of it; the way we keep
tic books one can nwv.r see how the money stands.
declare I am innocent ; the only thing I regret is in leav-
ing m 7 poor little children. I fear they may become
clAargeable to the township. Give my regards to
Sir John Walshhana, Mr. rde, end all my friends.
I am sure Sir John and Mr. Orde would do me
justice. My eldest daughter is 1S years of age, and there-
foi e can do for herself; the boy about 13 years; the next
girl goes to her aunt, where, she will be well off; the next
is a little darling, clever boy, six years old ; the nextabout three years, but, poor little fellow, he is not right In
his mind ; the youngest is lf years old. I hope some
of my friends will assist them. All the furniture
in my house belongs to my poor mother, exc?pt a mahog-
any table, which belongs to Mrs. Staward, of Rothbury.
i'.ou have been one of the bet friends I ever met with. I
ide:ar illf William Foster and his brother and many,
many friends. I will pass quietly out of this
regrei:
werld. I amvvriing in as good spirits as ever
I did in my' life. I am perfectly reconciled
to my fate ; I have nothing to fear. I expect I am a good
Christian.hue pa h: Charlton, of Tod Hills, 21. 23.
too much. You will se‘: Mr. Pye's acknowledgement.
I will leave every thing in Union chest that I have.
You will find the accounts rinh: to the 25th of Marob.
tee no use in undergoing the
cause all I can say or do is, it was a per-
innocent. I would not on any account lam perfectly
fret mistake On my part—not intentional.
1,„0 theftector, or
trial on
.Monday,
I am buried; lam perfectly IsappY, and trust preparedafter
Thompson, the Curate, to bury me. d noewhersto
(IT. I will trust to you and Willie= Forster to look .
brother is out of the way.
dman very sincerely yours?
the furniture belonging to my mother. lam jllid my
" I am, my dear Mr.
IV°
,"
HENRY BOAG.

" I have slept as sound as a top all last night."
The next morning he added some unconnected sentence,
to it, and after making some arrangements, left his house on
horseback about two in the afternoon, and was seen to look
earnestly back towards it. He left h!s horse at Warton, went
to two or three places, till about six in the evening, when
he had gone to a hovel upon Low Trewitt estate, which
was formerly his own property, and from whence he could
look down upon the house where he had spent the greatest
pat tof his lite. He then swallowed an ounce of lauda.
onto, after which he wrote in pencil the following upon
the back of a letter:—" I have taken about a wins
glass of laudanum at the shed on Trewitt North Moor.
God bless you all except the Rector and George Selby
Thompson. It is getting nearly dark-1 die at piece with
all mankind except the above.
asefteertwo.avirdristes—traGng°dledbililesiyself"
He
ecanhnaodt
will lay down quietly to
with a rope fastened to the lintel.
t
The Jury found a verdict of—Temporar% insanity.
asilel—good—ooidisnisgohtd.a"rk
The remains of Mr. Bong were interred on Monday at
Alnham Church, and were accompanied to their last rest.
ing-place by a great number of the Guardians of the
Union and his other friends, who voluntarily attended to
testify the respect they entertained for him, who while
liv;ng, alike in his prosperous days, as in adversity, had
gained the good opinion of all who knew him, whothet
rich or Poor.— Tyne Pilot.
IMON

person on whom my
PRETTY .TESTING.—The
memory dwells with most pleasure, is the Marchioness de
BeLftlers. Notwithstanding the tender compact con.
eluded between the Marquise and his Majesty, it was said
tha., the lady bad not entirely broken that which existed
between her and M. de la Galissiere: Stanislas was awarto wed
disposition,li ttle symptoms
avenged
gof e jealousy;
al o u
himselfsymawardby making jokes, which he flattered himself were
Inched the king piqued himself so much on
obluttiblies a
tiff
y being
d.
fs sometimes tnidmucisg
indulgent
he would not
serrtea Illeonotd this way, that I verily believe
have been deprived of this ever-ready subject for
his jets. Be this as it may, he gave unrestrained utter-
ance to his humorous sallies on this subject, apparently
doing violence to his own feelings, for the sake of gratify-
inehis vanity. However, in justice to all parties con-
cerned, it must be confessed that the Marchioness fur-
nished him with frequent opportunities of exercising his
wit.— Theodore Hook's French Stage.