The Sun.
London, England, 1824-10-18 00:00:00

wooTs, 4ND SIEDS:

It is proposed that on the Show of Stock, there shall also be
an exhibition of IM PROVED DI PLEMENTS of MTS.
BANDa y and of ROOTS and SLEDS for agriculttiral
purposes. hilm the number of Amateurs anti Practical Agri-
culturists expected to attend, an epportnnity will be afforded for
an immediate and very extended knowledge of improved !triple.
ments, and useful Roots anti Seeds, and the manufacturers and
dealers by whom they will be supplied of the best description—,
Those intending to exhibit such comitodities will communicate
with the Secretary a week previous to the Cattle Show.

By order of the Ortmnittec appointed to superintend the ge-
neral Show of Stock.
CHARLES CORDON, Dep. See.
11 i ;plant% Society Chambers,
Ldinbuigh, Bth 0ct.1824.

(NEW MONTIILT -MAGAZINE4
4.4 Lorna. Airs. Suet, rs. .lioggins, Mrs.
-M.
Sweetbread, Mrs. Cleaver! dinner's ready; shall I show yeu
the way down to the cabin ? We must spell good VictualS
though we are sure of good company. batik what a monstrous
deal of smoke comes out of the chimney. I suppose they are
dressing the second course ; every thing's roasted by seem,
they say,--how excessively clever ! As to Mrs. l)ip, since
she's so high and mighty, .she may find her own way. down,
What l She's afraid of spoiling her line shawls, I reckon,
though you and 1 remember, Mrs. noggins, when her line
shilling Welsh-whittle was kept fur Suuday'e• church, good
enough too, for we all know what her mother was. flood
Heavens! here comes tuadertakerCreek, leakinres 'down in
the mouth as the rant of my tongue? do lit me get out of his
weV; 1 woudn't sat nest hint for a rump and doz:n, he does
tell stieisuelihkediasit night,stomrieasr Mist int.qt uhiete griiivrcssomneirtitl,Lily,
lit; may
be like u mare. by night," replied Mr. S. with a =lain;
chuckle, "but I consider him more.like an ass by day. 1 e
be t he !" Looking round for applause at this sally, he held
out his elbows, and taking a lady, under each. arm,- he danced
towards the hatchway, exelairoinge " Now I am ready tlussed
for table, liver under one wing, and giggard under the other."
" Keep a civil tongue in your head, Alr. Smart ; I don't quite
understand being called a liver—.look at the sparks coining out
of the chimney, I declare I'm frightened to death."--" Well,
then you are of course no longer a liver " resumed the facetions
NIL Smart, " So we may as well apply to Mr. Croak to bury
you."-0 Jemini ! don't talk so shocking ; I had rather never
die at all than hate such a fellow us that to bury me."—
" Dickey, my dear !" cried Mrs. Cleaver to her son, who was
leaning over the ship's side with a most woe-begone and eine-
. tical expression of countenance, hadn't you better comedown
to dinner ? There's e nice silver side of a round o'-beef, and
the chump end oft: lyre o' mutton, besides a rare hock of bacon,
which I dare say will settle your stomach."—" 0 mother," re.
plied the young cockney, that 'ere cold beef-steak and ingur:e
vat you put in the pocket handkerchief, vaa n't good Ido be-
lieve, tbr all my hinsidesareof a work."—Tell 'em it's a holi-
day," cried Smart! "' 0 dear, 0 dear !" continued Dick,
whose usual brazen tone wits subdued into a lackadaisical whine,
I yan't to reach and I can't—vat shall I do mother ?"-..-Stand
on tiptoe, my darling," replied Smart, imitating the voice of
• Mrs. Cleaver, who began to take in high dudgeon this horse-
play of her neighbour, and was proceeding to manifest her tbs.
.pleasure in no very measured terms whom she was fortunately.
separated from her antagonist, and borne down the hatchway.
Well, hut Mr. Stuart," cried Mrs Suet, as soon as she'
had satisfied the first cravings of her appetite, " you promised
to tell me all about the steam, and explain what it is that makes
them wheels f.:O round and round,- as fast as those of our one-
horse shay.when Jem Ball drives the trotting mare."—" Why,
ma'am, you must unierstand"—" Who called fie- sandwiches
and a tumbler of repls?" bawled the steward-- Who called
for the savages anti tumbling negers ?" repeated Mr. S.--•
Ves, Nlit'uni, you said the machinery, I believe,—(capital
boiled beefj—there's a thing gots up and a thing goes down,.
all made of iron : well, that's the hydrostatic principle ; then
you put into the boiler—(a nice 'leg of mutton, Mrs. Sweet.
bread)—let me sec, where wee I ?—ln the boiler, I believe.
Alt ! it's an old trick amine to be getting into hot water. So,
Ma'am,. you see they turn the'smnke that come: Item the fire
on to the wheels, and that makes them :win round. just as the
smoke-,jack in our chimnies turns the spit ; and then there's
the safety.valve in ease of danger, which lets all the water into
the fire, and so puts out the steam at once. lon see, .Ma'am,
it's very simple, when once you understand the trigonometry
of it."—" 0! perfectly, but I never had it properly explained.
to me before. !OK vastly clever, isn't it ? now emit(' they
think of it ? Shall I givt, yoult little of the sailed ? La! it
isn't dressed ; what a shame !"—" Nut at all," cried S. " none

of us dressed for dinner, so that we cal hardly expect it to be
dressed for its." lle! be ! he !—" Dia you hear that, Mrs.
11. exelaitned Mrs. suet, turning to Mrs. Noggins, " that
was -a good one, warn't it ? Prat it; ?...!mart, you firs; a droll
one."

Here the company were alarmed by a terrible groan from Mr.
Croak, who ejaculated, " Heaven have mercy upon us !. did
you hear that whizzing noise P—there it is again ! there's some-
thing wrong in the boiler—if it bursts, we shall r.ll be in hea-
ve!) In tire minutes."—" The Lord forbid !" ejaculated two
or three voices, while others began to scream, and were pre-
paring to quit their places, when the Steward informed them
it was nothing In the world but the spare steam they were let-
ting of 11—" Ay, so they always say," resumed Croak, with an
incredulous tone and woe-begone look ; " but it was just the
same on board the American steam-boat that I was telling you
of—fifty-two souls sitting at dinner, -laughing, chaffing, 'for all
the world as we are now, when there comes a whiz, and bang.
up blew the boiler—fourteen people scalded to death—large
pieces of their flesh fbund on the banks of the river, and a
little linger picked up next day in an oyster-shell, which, by
the ring on it, was known to be the Captain's. But don't be
alarmed—l dare say we shall all escape any scalding, as we
are in the cabin, and so we shall only go to the bottom smack !
Indeed, we may arrive safe—they do sometimes, and I wish
we may now, for no one likes a party of pleasure more than I
de. I hate to look upon the gloomy side of things, when we
are all happy together—(here a groan) and I hope I hare not
said any thing.to lower the spirits of the company.
" There's no occasion for that," cried &um, "for I saw the
Steward putting water into every bottle of brandy." The laugh
excited by this bon mot tended somewhat to dissipate the alarm
and gloom which the foreboding of Mr; Croak had infused in
some of the party..... . . .
" Well," exclsimed Mrs. Sweetbread, " I never tasted such
beer as this—flat as ditch water; they
sheuld have put it upon
the cullender to let the water run out • and yet you have been
chinking it, Smart, and never said any thing about it."—
" Madam," replied he, laying his hand on his heart, and look-
ing very serious, " I make it a rule never to speak ill of the dead
you see, and yet it would be much
better m
loquiemt—Ham—let alone."—" La!" you've such a way," cried
—arlf I satingi vere the
to lett ham,
exemplify one of Shakspeare's
Mrs. 'logging, " there's no being up to you ; but if you don't
like the barn, take some of this edge bone of beef—nothing's!
better than cold beef."—" I beg your pardon, Aladam, cold
beef's better than nothing."
" Dow do you find yourself now, my darling ?" said Mrs.
Cleaver to her son, who had been driven below by a ahower,—
" Vy, mother, I have been as sick its a cat, but I'm bang up
"fur they are
youalm almost
tla'kl thank
hell."-_"
Nruerli.eryour i
mind
upon me,
vto
de
e,
now, and so peckish that I feel I could heat any thing."—
pinch, you
e
" Then just warm these potatoes," said S.,
shall fetch you a vine with this here hush stielt. If one gives
ar,"
cried his mother, " cat this mutton chop. •
tt will tl
o you gooc
there's no gravy, for Mr. Smart has all the sauce to himself.—
, Dew ! haw ! haw !"—" Very good," exclaimed the latter,-
! clapping his hands, " egad, Ma'am, you're as good a wag as
your own double chin." This was ventured only in a low voice
—and as the fat dame was then handing the plate to her son, it
passed unheard. Dick being still rather giddy, contrived to
let the chop fall, at which Mr. S. declared he was not the least
surprised, as time young man, when first he entered the cabin,
looked uncommonly chop-fallen. Dick, however, had pre-
sently taken place at table, and began attacking the buttock of
beef with great vigour and vivacity, protesting he had got a
famous " happetite, and felt as angry as. an ound."—, I
never say any thing to discourage any body," said Mr. Croak,
" particularly young people; it's a thing I hate, but t'other
clay- is tang but sato down. to his dinner rn this very- packet,
after being sea-sick, just as you may be doing now, when it
turned out he had broke a blood-vessel, and In twelve hours he
was a corpse, and a very pretty one he made."—.. I'm not go.,
ing to be choused out of my dinner for all that," replied the
youth, munching away with industry, and at the same time
c idling out—" Steward, take away tins porter pot, it runs.",—
doubt that," cried Smart.—" I say it does,' resumed Dick,
angrily, " the table-cloth is all of a sop."—.4 bet you half. •
a-crown it doesn't." " Done !" and " Done !" were hastily
exchanged, when Mr. S., looking round with a smirk, ex-
whether the pot has not been perfectly and nothing has
claimed, " Ladies and gentlemen, I appeal to every one of you
run but the beer." This elicited a shout at poor Dick's ex.
pence, who sullenly muttered, " I'm not going to be bam4
hoozied out of an 'alf-crown in that there ray, and vat's more,
I vout be made a standing joke by no man."—" 1 don't see
how you . can," replied his antagonist, 4. so long as you are
Nry are you like a case of ketchup P" cried Dick,
venturing for once to become the assailant, and: immediately
replyingao him own inamiry, " because you are a saucebox."-
4. Haw ! haw !" roared his mother, "bravo, Dirk ! well done,
Dick ; there's a proper rap for you, Mr. Stuart," Somewhat

• NKRUPTS.
C. PearsottiCrosvenor-pLace, South wink, grocer, to surrender .4.
Oct. 25, 2ii, Nov, .27, at the • Bankrupts' Court, BasingLall-
hired. Solicitor, Mr. Dritper,-Walcot-place, Lambeth.
' B. W. Ciioptr, Wrexham, Denbighshire, srtirit-merchant',
Nov. 1, 2,27, at the Wynnstay Arms, Wrexham SOLICiII3IN,
Mesirs. Lang and Austin,. ,
G. Vincent' St. 'Margaret's-hill, Southwark, jeweller, Oct:
23, 30, Nov. 27, 'at the Bankrupts' Court,' Basinglialbstreet.
Solicitor, Mr. Niblett, Cheapstde.
J. N. Waylett,- Fish.street.h.ll and Crooked-lane, tord-
walner, Oct. 23, 80, Nov. 27, at the Bankrupts' Court, Basiinig;,
hall-street. Solicitor, Mr. Carter, Lord Mayor's Court.eilice,
Royal Exchange.
J. Wainwright, Manchester, merchant, Nov. 3,4, 27, at the
offices of Messrs. L. and E. N. Alexanders, Wade-street,
fax. Solicitor, Mr. 'Walker, Lincoln's-inn-fields. •
J. Ilumphrie,i, Westbury, %Wiltshire, wouistapler, Nov. 4,5,
27, at the George Inn, Trowbridge. Solicitors, Messrs. Egan
and Waterman, Essex-street, Strand.

DIVIDENDS. ..
Nov. 9, It. Dods, lligh-street, Southwark, line.n-drapee—
Nov. 8, J. Lumley, Foston-Mills, Yorkshire, corn-factor—
Nov. 8, W. Trewent, Pembroke, . draper—Nov. 8, It. Grim..
show, Gorton, Lancashire, and .1. (?rinishaw, .11anchester, met-
chants—Nov. 6, W. Fearman, New Bond-street, bookseller
Nov. 6, A. Smith, Lime-street-square, merchant—Oct. 30, It.
Prichard, Itegent-citcus, Oxford-street, dressing-case manu-
facturer—Oct. 23, W. Hickman and 1). Timothy, Leicester-
square liosiers--.Nov. U, Cazaley, Etighaston, Warwick-
shire, dealer—Nov. 8, A. Grierson, Dudley, NVorcestershire,.
draper.