The Sun.
London, England, 1835-04-01 00:00:00

TAIT'S MAGAZINE.

The " M.P." who hero furnishes us with his " Diary'
of the first few days of the present Session, is a writer
whom we shall be glad to meet with often in Tait. He is
a stern Radical, shy of the Whigs, and disgusted with the
Tories, but with a fervor in his manner that argues of sin-
cerity. His description of the Counting of the Votes on
the important question of the Speakership, is full of life
and spirit :
" The counting of the House was a nervous affair. My heart
sank when I heard 306 counted on the Tory side ; and one of the
friends of Mr. Abercromby, who had taken much pains to ascer-
tain the strength of parties, and who had been exceedingly sanguine
up to that moment, exclaimed to me, " We are beaten, by GH"
As the tellers came to the last bench on our side, a deathlike still-
ness pervaded the House : all faces were white ; Sir Robert Peel
looked haggard and downcast ; men held their breath to hear more
distinctly the voices of the tellers-298, 299, 300. When they
had reached this point, necks were stretched forward to estimate
the distance that remained, and thereby to form a notion of the
number that could sit on the yet uncounted portion of the bench.
The counting went rapidly on-301, 2,3, 4, 5. The anxiety be-
came intense, as very few could see what was going on, and could
only hear the voice of the tellers. When 306 was counted, and
immediately followed by 307, there was a sort of suppressed shout,
which was silenced immediately by a universal " hush. The
victory was gained, and men now sought to know the extent of the
triumph. 316 ended the tale. When it was announced, O'Connell,
who had, during the whole debate, suppressed himself with great
difficulty, jumped upon his feet, and gave one loud hurrah ! The
House followed this lead ; and a loud cheer proclaimed the defeat
of the Tories ; and, in less than a minute, we heard the cheers of
the people outside, who, during the stormy evening, in spite of
rain and wind, had been anxiously waiting the result. The 'Whigs
had previously determined to keep down all expression of triumph
in the House ; and the first act of authority, on the part of Mr.
Ahercromby, was to raise his hand, in taking the Chair, and to put
down the exulting cries of his friends. This was in good taste."

" The Holy Alliance of 1835" is by " 0. P. Q." If
we except a few iterations and affectations of manner, the
article is an able one, though, as is the case with all this
writer's political diatribes, there is too little of fact, and
too much of speculation in it. " Poetry of the Loom" con-
tains here and there a good thought, mixed up with no
slight quantity of barbarous absurdities, such as " Tim
Bobbin's Grave," which is perfectly excruciating in its versifi-
cation. " Baines's History of the Cotton Manufacture" is an
intelligent notice of a matter-of-fact book, which is by no
means so attractive as a Scotch novel. The best article in
the Number is " Frankland the Barrister," a tale written
with singular spirit, good sense, and truth of reflection.
The wife and sisters of Frankland are evidently drawn from
life. No effort of the fancy could have produced such
vivid realities. We certainly must have met with these
people somewhere ; though where we cannot just now re-
member. The stanzas in honour of " L.S.D."—inspiring
theme !--are worthy of the subject. Can we give them
higher praise ? Altogether the number is an excellent one.

THE WORLD OFFASHION.—BeII, Cleveland Row.
The embellishments of the " World of Fashion" for this
month are exceedingly numerous, and pretty withal. We
have no fewer than six plates, with an abundance of as
pretty faces as we would desire to look at in the way of
pictures. We have also a Panoramic view of Paris tole-
rably executed. The Letter-press does great credit to the
taste of the conductors.