The Sun.
London, England, 1835-09-11 00:00:00

" Alas, for the good old times 1" quoth I,
As f read last night, with drowsy eye,
This.le-gcnd of days long since gone by:,
" How great would be the public gain,
Could we but bring them back again ;
For then full half the Tory host,
Who now grow fat at the public cost,
Each vieing with each in his eager pull
At the pockets of victimized John Bull,
Would be booked betimes for the Devil's Fly,
Like their kindred spirits of Beverley,
And lucky John be rid. 'tis clear,
Of a gang of sharpers once a year."
While thus in fancies, wild and deep
Absorbed, I chanc'd to fall asleep,
And dreamed, in the random style of Scrub,*
I was walking past the Carlton Club,
Where the Tories sat plotting in full divan,
Like Jonathan Wild and his knavish clan,
When sudden I heard far up the street,
A clattering sound of horses' feet ;
And recognized on its near approach
That spectral show, the Devil's Coach 1
'Twas a sight that almost turned me sick,
For who should the driver be, but Nick !
He'd horns like a certain married man's,f
With a big black tail as long as Dan's ;
Was portly and tall in figure, and
In face looked so like C—mb—d,
That I doffed my hat, convinced 'twas he,
As a mark of respect to Royalty

Well, scarce had I gazed a second or more,
When the Coach drew up at the Club-house door,
And down jumped Nick with a fiendish grin,
Shouting aloud to those within,
In tones that rung around the room,
" Turn out, ye scamps, your hour is come l"

With that, the whole felonious crew
Marched out like convicts, two by two,
Casting about them looks of wonder,
Just as you've seen a duck in thunder ;
First Wicklow came, with many a groan,
Arm-in-arm with Wellington ;
But Peel, as if he feared he'd bore him,
Shoved Lyndhurst slily on before him;
While Charley, with one or two sailor hitches
Of those phcenomena, called his breeches,
Proposed, in ducal reverence nurst,
To his Grace of Clumber to go first—.
In short, each strove, amid the pother,
To give precedence to the other.
But vain their craft, and vain their din—.
Nick opened the door and thrust them in,
Giving, no doubt by way of pride,
Lyndhurst a seat on the box by his side ;
For Nick, as is known to every scribe,
Is warmly attached to the lawyer tribe,
And by no means indisposed to dish up,
By way of dainty, a rosy Bishop,
Which made him of course refuse to stir,
'Till he'd got fast hold of Exeter,
Whom (fearing he'd bolt, and evade pursuit)
He popp'd, like a band-box, into the boot.

When the Coach was full, Nick cried " all right,'
And away—away, on the wings of night,
Flew Lyndhurst, Phillpotts, Peel, and Co:
To their own legitimate sphere below,
Which made me so with laughter scream,
That I woke and found 'twas, alas, a dream ;
But a dream which, however black its hue,
I'm convinced will one of these days prove true l

Vide Beaux Stratagem.
t Possibly Lord E—n--h, though, we believe, he is no longer
Benedict.

PARLIAMENTARY SUMMARY.

In the LORDS' yesterday, after some petitions had been pre-
sented, the first session of the second Reformed Parliament
was prorogued, to the 10th of November next, by the King in
person ; whose Speech appeared in The Sun, of yesterday.
In the CONINIONS', several petitions were presented ; after
which, the attendance of the House in the Lords' was com-
manded. The petition presented by Dr. BOWRING, relative to
the precipitate conduct of the Committee in the investigation
of the charges brought against General Darling, is worthy of
attention ; as are also, for a different reason, the Cumberland
petitions on the subject of the Malt Duties. It will be seen
that the CHANCELLOR of the EXCHEQUER promises to bring
before the House, next session, the Civil Disabilities of the
Jews.

THE MARKETS.-(THIS DAY.)

CORN EXCHANGE.

There is again a considerable supply of Wheat this week, and
moderate quantities of other Grain, The Wheat trade continues
very dull, and Monday's terms are hardly maintained. Barley,
Beans, and Pease, are unaltered. Oats have met a slack trade,
but the factors are unwilling to take reduced prices. Flour un-
varied.

ARRIVALS.
Barley. Oats.
325 qrs. 1,680 qrs 2,890 sacks
1,9,0