The Sun.
London, England, 1848-02-11 00:00:00

NENWASTLE-UPON-TYNE, FEB: 10.

STOCK EXCHANGE.—The only sale was—Wharfdale Juno
tion, 445. dis.

EDINBURGH, FEB. 9.

STOCK EXCIIANO,L.—The sales are—Edinburgh and North-
ern, 17/. 15s.—Ditto (Newport), 8/. 10s.—Great Northern,
4/. Bs. —North British, 271—Ditto, Quarters, 51. 3s.—Ditto,
Thirds, 31s.
GLASGOW, FEB. 8.
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S cocx EXCITANGE.—The sales are—Caledonian, 3514—
Ditto, New, 16s. 6d.—Glasgow General Terminus, B—Glas-
gow, Kilmarnock, and Ayr, 99 —Glasgow and Greenock,
163/—Great Northern, 7 I-- Manchester and Southampton,
6s. 61—North British, Thirds, 40s. 6d.—Ditto, New guar-
ttrs (scrip), 115. 3cl.—Scottish Central, 29„

KING ARTITUR.—The author qf " The New Timon,"
it appears, has chosen the famous King Arthur for the
subject of his new poem, in which, we understand, with
Ariosta for his model, he has introduced a variety of ad-
ventures, grave and gay, interspersed with passages se-
rious and impassioned, as well as whimsical, wild, and
humorous ; and to give the reat'er a more decided in-
terest in the narrative, he has united the past with the
present, by covert allusions to existing personages.

COURT COSTUME.—The dress worn by the Deputy-
Lieutenants of Counties has become a favourite one at
Court of late, doubtless by reason of the strong opinion
ofits elegance expressed so frankly by the most illus-
trious of the realm, and the natural grace it superadds
to " the human form divine." But as no little depends
upon the tasteful combination and the correctness of its
several parts—which until recently had to bo obtained by
the wearer from various sources, none of whom were in-
dividually responsible for any incongruity in the tout en•
.tenable—it is but justice to state that the Messrs-. Fletcher's,
of 128, New Bond-stieet, have made it their study ; and
that the scarlet coatee and epaulettes— the laced ti °users
—the cocked hat—the sash and sword, and indeed every
requisite for this costume, is furnished by that house,
at a rate co moderate as to have obtained for them a de-
served preference, almost amounting. to monopoly, in this
branch of their business.—Morning Paper.
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"' Why, you see,' said Mr. Perch, first turning round
to shut the door carefully, ' she takes what hes happened
in our house so much to heart, Miss. Her nerves is so
very delicate you see, and soon unstrung t Not but
what the strongest nerves had good need to be shook, I'm
sure. You feel it very much yourself, no doubts.'
" Harriet repressed a sigh, and glanced at her brother.
‘" I'm sure I feel it myself, in my hunible way,' Mr.
Perch cent on to say, with a shake of his heal, in a
manner I couldn't have believed if I hadn't been called
upon to undergo. It has almost the effect of drink up at
me. I literally feels every Morning as if I had been
taking more than was good for me over night.'
"Mr. Perch's appearance corroborated this recital of
his symptoms. There was an air of feverish lassitude
about it, that seemed referable to drains ; and which, in
fact, might no doubt have been traced to those numerous
discoveries of himself in the bars of public-houses, being
treated and questioned, which he was in the daily habit
of making.
"'Therefore, I can judge,' said Mr. Perch, shaking his
head again, and speaking in a silvery murmur, of the
feelings of such as is at all peculiarly sitiwated in this
most painful rewelation.'
" Here Mr. Perch waited to be confided in ; and re-
ceiving no confidence coughed behind his hand. This
leading to nothing, he coughed behind his hat ; and that
leading to nothing, he put his hat on the ground and
sought in his breast pocket for the letter.
"• If I• rightly recollect, there was no answer,' said
Mr. Perch, with an affable smile ; but perhaps you'll be
so good as to cast your eye over it, sir.'
"John Carker broke the seal, which was Mr. Dom-
bey's, and possessing himself of the contents, which were
very brief; replied, No. No answer is expected.' •
" Then I shall wish • you good morning Miss,' said
Perch, taking a step towards the door, 'and hoping..
Pm sure, that you'll not permit yourself to be mere
reduced in mind than you can help, by the late painful
rewelation. The papers,' said Mr. Perch, taking two
steps back again, and comprehensively addressing both
the brother and sister in a whisper of increased mystery,
is more eager for news of it than you'd suppose pos-
sible. One of the Sunday ones, in a blue cloak and a
white hat, that had previously offered for to bribe me—
need I say with what success?—was dodging about our
court last night as late as twenty minutes after eigla,
o'clock. I see him, myself, with his eye at the counting'
house •keyhole, which being patent is impervious.
Another one,' said Mr. Perch, • with milintary frogs,
is in the parlour of the King's Arms all the blessed
day. I happened, last week, to let a little obserwation
fall there, and next morning, which was Sunday, I see it
worked up in print, in a most surprising manner.'
" Mr. Perch resorted to his breast-pocket, as if to
produce the paragraph, but receiving no encouragement,
pulled out his beaver gloves, picked up his hat, and took
his leave ; and before it was high noon, Mr. Perch had
related to several select audiences at the King's Arms
and elsewhere, how Miss Carker, busting into tears, had
caught him by both hands, and said, ' Oh! dear, dear,
Perch, the sight of you is all the comfort I have left !'
and how Mr. John Carker had said, in an awful voice,
'Perch, I disown him, Never let me hear him men.
tioned as a brother more?"

As to the letter, it.harging proves to be one from the august
disc
Dombey himself, John Carlccr from th.->,
establishment, because the very name he bears has
become hateful. Mr. Dombey, hearing from the
conversation of Rob the Grinder with good Mrs.
Brown, that the fugitives have gone to Dijon, fol-
lowsfren7.3: of
them in a passion, and the number
ends with his arrival in that city just as Carker and
Edith have quarrelled and separated.

THE COMIC HISTORY OF ENGLAND. Nos.
xix. and XX. By Gilbert Abbott A'Beckfit.
These two numbers bring down the history to the
death of George the Second, and complete the work
for the present. Mr. A'Beckett, however, leads us
to hope that he may on some future occasion laugh
us merrily through the reign of George the Third,
and we hope that that future may not be far distant.

DOUGLAS JERROLD.
" Twiddlethumb Town," by the Eli: or, is con-
ceived and executed in a spirit of gen•line Pants-
gruelism. The " Voyage to the Isle of Jacks" reads
like a recovered fragment of Rabelais. But although
Rabelais might have written the " Voyage to the Isle
Of Jacks," he was not large- hearted enough to have
written the description of the cup of patience—
neither could old John Bunyan have written it,
albeit it is somewhat more after his fashion, but he
had not the wit. Edmund Spenser might, perhaps,
but even he would not have done it better than
Douglas Jerrold. Read and judge
Ha, sir; what a goblet! It is set around with dia-
monds from the mines of Eden; it is carved by angelic
hands, and filled at the Eternal Fount of goodness. It
is the Cup of Patience. Resolve to take it, and though
you scoop 3-our pauper hand into the brook, you drink
from out the chalice.
" Patience is 919 strongest of strong drinks—for it kills
the giant Despair. And sweet it is to think there is no
beggar so beggared who may not entertain his cap-
bearer. Beau.iful Hebes—dove-eyed, and clothed in
woven light!—who, unseen, minister to the widow and
fatherless; who fill the strengthening cup for stumbling
want ; who glide thrcugh prison bars, and solacing the
patriot with the draught, put hopeful music even in the
clanking of his chains.
" Delicious drink! And there have been men who,
thinking so, hate got so drunk upon patience, that the
sweet intoxication has endured for their lives. Unlike
the vinous drunkard, the knocks and humps they suffer
in the tippling, they never feel. Therefore, doubly
beautiful is the cup of patience, for there is no remorse-
ful morrow at the bottom.
" And then the magic of the drink! What eyes and
ears it gives a man! How bright and how elastic it
makes the spirit ! When the fruit.rul dews of A ine are
singing in the brain, that sees to break into a purple
light, reflecting al things gloriously; and when Briareus
only wants a hundred pockets, that ho may use all his',
hands at once, tossing up gold and jewels fur all men—
why, it may be, the next moment brings the doubtful
thought ; the wino rejoices no longer, but stuns ; and
the all-helping giant lies a snoring carcase.
" But the draughts from the cup of patience! They
really take the masks and coverings from things; and
sharpening the sight with futurity, and quickening the
cars with sense above the crash and discord of the world,
make the drinker prophet. The deeper his draughts, the
keener his eye, the more delicate his ear. Beneath the
jewelled crown he sees the naked skull; holloweyed, it
stares upon him final companionship. The trumpets
bray, and he thinks of the note that in common file shall
call up king and beggar. And so—whatever be his lot
—he strengthens himself with patience, making his
heart-strings of immortal proof. And thus he takes his
place, and plays his part: his reproof of pride, a smile;
his rebuke of wrong, a sigh."
" Editor Hunting in Prussia," be read by all
those admirers of the Prussian regime, and exclaimers
against the licentiousness of the press, who would
fain see a something analogous to the Prussian cen-
sorship established in this country. If there ever was
an organized hypocrisy inthis worldit is the beauro-
cratie Government of Prussia. The censorship of the
press has occasioned the dulness .of news-
papers. If like causes produce like effects, may we
rot conclude that that the censorship of the drama
oc'easion?d the dulness of English plays ? Certain
it is, that dramatic literature in this country has
been gradually declining ere since the licensing
system has been introduced, and we suggest to Mr.
Jerrold the propriety of making an endeavour to
procure a free stage as well as a free press. The
other articles are of average quality.