The Sun.
London, England, 1835-05-25 00:00:00

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, TO LORD Vii-NE LOISDPATD.R.ARAti
MY DEAR MARQUIS -" Gloryto TomfoOlery,” the Whigs
have manifested their genuine attachment ro the Freedorti of
Speech, by letting your tongue loose_Up.bn the world once more.
Long may, you wag it from the
.plaposition benches of the
House of 'Lords, unscathed by Plunli•et and 'ithriniled by
Brougham. If either of them tenses you in Alia least, 'he
deserve not only the reprobation of his own party, whose
cause you so well promote, but justly incur` the danger of a
•piosecation by the Society for 'the Prevtntian of Cruelty to
Animals. ' • •
The greatest injury which the Tories inflicted during their
late frolic, upon the interests of entertaining. knowledge, con-
sisted in that barrier of thick-ribbed Russian. ice wherewith,
for their own protection, they lockeld up. your I,apgeirckus, jaw.
It was a veritable cynanche inabgna, and you, 'May thank
O'Connell who has delivered you frail it.: That wild Irish-
man gets .credit—as you know—for many things in which he
has had neither' hand, act, or part ; 'but this. is one of his
'genuine works. You may depend uponifthat Dart and Shiel,
between them, were.the means-of. taking• that. plenipotentiary,
your tongue, out of quarantine, and setting it agoing in full
clapper as before.
My Dear Marquis, you must be an awkward sart.of-na com-
panion in a wood. I should not like to go out cock-shooting
in your company ; for, judging by the random style in which
you let fly, I suspect that no Insurance Company in the world
would guarantee the safe return of either dog or man, who
should wander within the right and left range of your number
seven. Like a countryman of ours, who, for ought I know,
was of your own kith-and-kin, you are great at shooting round
a corner. Do, for pity sake, use a little caution ; else you
may, some of these unlucky days, knock out the brains of your
friends. What a pretty figure your neighbour, Sir Roger
Greisley for instance, or that Irish sage whose blood and judg-
ment are so well commingled—lmean the Earl of Wicklow--
would cut without such a lining to his cranium.

Pardon me for observing, in particular, that your flare up
about the procession of Lord Mulgrave, was one of these left-
handed knocks which the Duke of Wellington so knowingly
provided against, as long as he could bind you, by making a
Muscovite of you. The mob you complained of was a terrible
exhibition certainly to a Tory eye ; but fore-Gad, Marquis,
the most mobbish and piperly looking thing about it was
the Lord Mayor of Dublin and his tail. I hope you do not
mean to say that part of the business was marshalled by the
Protector of the Government in Ireland Dan has taste, I
assure you.

The old Times is palavering you, my Lord. Did you not
notice how the knave grinned in your face, when he, quoted
the authority of Lord Londonderry, " who is at least a man
of truth," to bear him out in his big lie about the cause of
Lord Wellesley's retirement. Take heed of that sneering
dog, Marquis—Fcenum habet in cornu. Let the fellow be ac-
countable for his own inventions, and don't you be soothened,
by his at least's, to break your back under any part of the
burden. I tell you now, and I ought to know, the true rea-
son of that extraordinary resignation. Do you know a lady
they call the Marchioness of Wellesley ? To be sure you do.
She is a Papist ; and, what is more, she is a Yankee ; and,
what is more than either, a very ladylike Tory, as all female
Tories, of whatever rank or family, most allowedly arc. Now,
that lady was, under the late regime—which is gone, the
Heavens be praised therefore I—she was, or was to be, de
facto, in conjunction with another gentlewoman, (one Lord
Cowley,) the Ambassadress of her illustrious brother-in-law,
the Duke Factotum of Wellington, to the Court of Louis
Phillippe.
Go to, Marquis—discernest thou nought in that ? She
came home lately, very lately, from the Tuilleries; and she
was not many days arrived, when the Noble Marquis, her
Lord and (shall I say) Master, resigned his appointment in
the Household. Tut, man—'tis as palpable as O'Connell's
nomination of Spring Rice to be Chancellor of the Exchequer ;
and he that does not see POPERY written in legible characters
upon the whole transaction, is not fit to make assertions, and
back out of them, in the House of Lords, or scarcely in any
other House.

Louis Phillippe has a right Conservative abhorrence of the
Monstre Ministry of England. On that point he, and the
Pope, and your own most Noble Lordship, are perfectly
agreed. Do you not now smell a rat ? What would be more
easy, think you, than for the King of the Barricades to send
a hint to the Old Fellow on the Seven Hills—for the Old
Fellow on the Seven Hills to telegraph a whisper (not the
whisper of faction, of course) to the Marchioness, in her con-
fessional at Notre Dame—for the Marchioness to pour the
leperous distillment into her dear Old Gentleman's night-cap
at Richmond—and for the Old Gentleman, thus influenced, to
play the game which, in my humble opinion, he has always
played with unvarying constancy, and do his little possible to
damage the character, and hurt the stability of the Whigs,
by an unseasonable retirement.
If you don't understand these things, Marquis, I fear I must
abandon the hope of enlightening you. But your wit is such,
that I cannot doubt that you have jumped to my conclusion
half a page ago.
Adieu, till the next occasion.—Yours,
MAC-GUIL-PHADRIG.

FASHIONABLE ARRANGEMENTS for the WEEK.
THIS EVENING-Mr. and Mrs. Mitchell's Party, Charles-street,
Berkeley-square.
Hon. Mrs. Phillips's second Ball, Hill-street,
Berkeley-square.
Sir Charles and Lady Ogle's Dinner and Even-
ing Party, Belgrave-square.
Mr. Kemp 's Dinner Party, Belgrave-square.
....Catch Club Dinner; the Duke of Cambridge in
the chair.
Mrs. Chauncy's Quadrille Party, Bryanstun-
square.
....The King's Levee, St. James's.
Almack's Grand Ball.
His Royal Highness the Duke of Cambridge's
Dinner to the Directors of the Concert of
Ancient Music.
~...Her Majesty's Drawing Room, in celebration of
the King's Birthday, St. James's Palace.
The Duke and Duchess of Gordon's Party.
Viscount Palmerston's Grand Dinner, in Stan-
hope-street, to the Foreign Ministers.
Marchioness of Lansdowne's Full Dress Assembly,
Lansdowne House, Berkeley-square.
Lord John Russell's Dinner, Downing-street.
....The Duchess of St. Alban's Fete Champetre,
Holly Lodge.
The Countess of Charleville's Assembly, Caven-
dish-square.
Mrs. Coape's Quadrille Party, York-place.
Lady Eleanor Balfeur's first Ball, Grosvenor-
square.
Mrs. Russell Ellice's Concert, Portman-square.
Mrs. Haldiman's Concert, Seymour-place.
Mrs. Japte's Quadrille Party,Bryanston-square.
...Banquet of the Officers of Yeomanry Cavalry.
The French Ambassador Grand Dinner, Man-
chester-house.
Marquis of Winchester's Grand Dinner.
Lord Stanley's Grand Dinner, in Carlton-gardens.
..Marchioness of Salisbury's Conversazione.
The Russian Ambassador's Grand Entertain.
ment, at Ashburnham-house.

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