The Sun.
London, England, 1828-11-13 00:00:00

lIA.I4IBURGH CORN-MARKET.

(Prom are Hanabergh Reporter of Nov. 7.)
BORSBN-11ALLE, FOUR O'CLOCK.
Wt/E
AT.--The important purchases made for fo-
aecount have nearly cleared our market, but
Zlarrivals are expeeted from the Upper Elbe in
"rse of next week, which, there is every ma-
to expect, will meet with a ready sale. Our
ira consumers have also been buying pretty largely.
ik*.to the Lower Elbe we received but few supplies,
w
41*11 were, however, of ready sale.
Llot has also been improving; the supplies have
beco greater than were wanted for the consump-
7sof the place.
(hut BARLEY the supply has been decidedly under
*demand.
kitt:os, if old or good heavy samples, are in de-
L.„(1 for exportation. The little which was in the
dket was of light and middling quality, but was
,1130ted of for home consumption at the prices
Itoted.
116 demand for PEAS is somewhat less brisk, and
Olegoods of decidedly fine quality are now of easy
la BEANS there were buyers for the few par-
-44 that were brought into the market.
;ILIPESIERD is of ready sale, and u few parcel's that
.4ebrought into the market, were quickly bought up.
During the last ten days of October 76 cargoes of
kin Passed the Sound ; of these 49 were bound to
tiths 10 to Dutch, and three to French ports ;
tte
h. was bound to Harnburgh, and the remainder
16°Y to Sweden and Norway.
'rokontsßix dollars.
4 Wheat of the weight 0f..„ 124 130......190 to 210
, tnerattian 126 to 1a2..„..175 to 190
nhalt,wbite lllll to 128 185 to 200
hatate. red 182 to 112 180 to 200
'1! 120 190......120 to 150
41111Pc R e
118 to 122 9O to 95
gaehurgh Barley 100 to 108 B5 to 1/0
14,,a0d Oats ..
wein Rapeseed
v' tu funds it was rather dull to-day, in consequence
Lille prices brought by the Dutch mail. In Berlin
.4* Vienna things remain unaltered.
Gold is demanded, and bills upon London sought
Lk quantity of piasters have been brought here by
-17 steam-boats from London, to be coined into
ish Tecietthalers, which must have a handsome
fit.
End et November.

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SPORTING INTELLIGENCE.

11, FLORENCE AUTUMN ME ETING.
"It%T Dar, OCT. 21.—The Chianti Stakes, cf 10 Louis
tl'or each, for all ages. Once round—about a mile.
Mr. Thellusson's Sharpshooter ....
k Lord Nermanby's Comte d'Artois
'te others started.-6 to son Sharpshooter-4 to 2 aget
Comte d'Artois. Won only by a head.
kl'lr• Perry's Rub Roy beat Lord A. Cenyngham's Ma-
k:, who bolted. T.Y.C. 25 Louis d'or.—tl to 4on
Roy.
ky4,,Siveepetakes of 10 Louis d'or each, T.Y.C. was won
i4criMr. Hamilton's Sa-
r. Gasperini's Matchless bean
1,17 alad Mr. Bartoli's Donna Mariia.—g Even on Matchless.
"t Pint Class of the Arno Stakes, of 10 sequins each, for
horses not thorough-bred. Once round.
Mr. Thellusson's Beauty
Lord Albert Conyngham's Matilda
tour others started.-5 to 4on Beauty. Won easy.
kiilhron Lowenberg's Tickletoby beat Sir H. Willarnson's
V.r. Once round. 50 Louis.-7 to 4on Tickletoby.
cleverly.
407-r. Thellusson's Beauty beat H. Williamson's
41241 e. T.Y.C. 50 Louis. Won :'say.
Lord Burgherah's Malmantile rec. ft. from Baron Lowell-
t Atalanta. T.Y.C. 25 Louis.
Ite4ND DAY.—The Gold Cup, given by M. Demidoff,
for all ages. Handicap weights.
Lord Normanby's Comte d'Artois, 9st. 111 b. 1
Idr. Thellusson's Sharpshooter, 9st. 91b 2
511.1' others started.-5 to 4 aget Sharpshooter-7 to 4

apt Comte d'Artois. Won easy.
4„Li'd A. Conynghani's Matilda beat Lord Barghersh's
`4.4lautile. T.Y.C. 25 Louis.—Even betting.
1, jr. Perry's Smuggler beat Mr. Geiperini's Matchless.
.•C. 25 Louis.
tipAlr• Lee's True Blue beat Lord A. Conyngliam's Ma-
us (bolted). Once round. 25 Lonie. —2 to lon Matilda.
oA. Purge of Gold, for bona fide hacks, was won by Mr.
iII4 Goldfinch, beating True Blue and three others.
Ilee round.
q2e Secorid Class of the Arno Stakes, of 10 sequins each.
Once round.

Lori Normanby's Conite d'Artoic I
Forfeit 2
—_ ..
Baron Lowenbetg's Tickletoby 3
i 111 r. Thellusson's Conviction 4
•to 4 aget Comte d'Artois and Conviction-3 to 1 agsi
Tickletoby-5 to I agst Forfeit. Won in a canter.
Silver Cup, for horses not thorough-bred. Once round,

Handicap weights.
Afr. Thellusson's Beauty, 11st. Glb. ......... 1
Lord Normanby's Lady Contest, 9st. Slb... 2
'ix others started.--3 to lon Beauty. Won very easy.
il.lr. Perry's sister to Brocard, Sst. 41b. beat Mr. The
~i,nes Conviction, 10a. °lb. (fell lame.) Once rount
Louis.--5 to 4on the filly.

Eail BATUURST arrived in town yesterda'
NI his seat at Cirencester, Gloncestershire.

. As we have no motive, whatever may be our
!hk sentiments on a particular question, for concealing
truth from our readers, we lay before them the follow..
on, the accuracy of whioh fall reliance may be placed :
thl Duke of WaramioTom has expressed himself adverse
o
the establishment of Brunswick Clubs .61 England, re-
Z4.t4 them as an attempt to rule the country by means
Associations. In Ireland, on the contrary, his Gre..:e
Well pleased to see them formed, far this reason, that
rntllough Clubs are in themselves an evil, yet being already
"istence on the one side, it is accessary to neutralize
Lneir dangerous tendency by counter Associations. But
1)73' England, where no Clubs previously existed, the Noble
4kt considers their introduction to I.! deprecated, as cal-
ehtliilated to inflame the minds of the people. Such is a
okin statement of facts, which, knowing it to be correct,
wr
,! should not, we repeat, consider ourselves justified,
w4staver may be our own sentiments with regard to the
t'e at question at lime, in withholding from our rode/1.-
119/Iton Gazette.

LITER ATURE.

LETTERS FROM CAMBRIDGE. LONPON, 1828.

This is a lively desultory little book, discuss-
ing the habits, customs, amusements, peculiarities,
and so forth, of that staid venerable Blue-stock-

ing, " Alma Mater," in a cheerful quiet spirit ;
but putting forth no one remark sufficiently
characteristic to justify us in asserting, as a matter
of course, that the author must be a Cambridge
man. He may, or may not, be a member of
this blessed University ; if he be not, why then

he deserves credit for his ingenuity in drawing

up so attractive a work from the mere hear-say
of others. But after all, the subject, even to
one intimately acquainted with it, is at best but

meagre. It is barren as the road,—according
to Mundungus—" from Dan to Beersheba ;"

and possesses no ground on which to build
up a superstructure. After the reader has
been assured that Cambridge is a mathema-
tical University ; that Euclid, whose Pons

Asinorunz (most aptly so called, inasmuch

as it has been erected for the express ac-
commodation of the long-eared fraternity who

pass over it in droves, while less adventurous
students stop discreetly on this side) is the most
classical bridge in Cambridge ; that this Euclid
is the god or Granta's idolatry ; that his icono-
clast worshippers cram themselves with his
dogmas, as turkies, with infinitely better effect,
are crammed for Christmas ; that the town itself
is as dull as can well be conceived, and chiefly,
in a moral sense, to be commended for its con-
venient contiguity to those two chaste hamlets,
Barnwell and Castle-end ; that Newmarket—as
delicious a drive over as fine a road for a tandem
as we ever remember to have broken our

neck upon—is within the practicable distance of
fourteen miles ; that two things, presuming to
call themselYos by the euphonious name of the
Gogrnagog Hills, about three yards in height,
and of the circumference of Mr. Elliot Smith,

the good-humoured Cambridge upholsterer—
that these two things are the most picturesque
points of attraction in the neighbourhood, with
the single exception, perhaps, of that charming
drive from the Castle-end turnpike to Fenstan-

ton, where the traveller may journey for miles,
and see nothing on either side the road, but
here and there a half-starved black old crow,
perched bolt upright, in the last stage of mis-
anthropy, upon an unhappy-looking elm in
a state of equal starvation ; after the reader
has been told all this, we do not really see
what. else remains to be said. A few words,
indeed, may be added in praise of some
one or two of the Colleges, Trinity Li-
brary, King's Chapel (to which we shall pre-
sently allude) Neville's Court and so forth ; but
beyond this, the most inventive fancy can give no
further characteristic intelligence. But 'hold—
we forget the wine, which in the true spirit of
Christian justice, we pronounce to be the most
execrable we ever drank—we will not say digest-
ed, inasmuch as this is impossible. Nor must
we omit 'the sufferings entailed upon the ill-
advised masticators of a Hall dinner. A Hall
dinner ! who ever yet experienced one, and lost
not his front teeth by the process ? The mutton
in point of flavour and tenderness bears a beauti-
ful affinity to 'baked shoe-leather ; the beef is
redolent of the Fens, the ale is pregnant with the
laxative peculiarities of Epsom salts; and the
poultry—whether by birth or marriage, we know
not—seem closely connected with the tough old
crow, of which we just now made honourable
mention. Such was Cambridge gastronomy, in
in the year of Grace, 1820.
Of these momentous topics, equally interest-
ing in a topographical, zoological, and gastrono-
mical point of view, the author of the work be-
fore us says little or nothing. His teeth, per-
adventure, are good : this may account for his
forbearance with regard to the Hall dinners; but

by what strange perversity of taste is it., that he
has omitted all notice of the wines ? " Judex,"
he should remember, " damnatur, cum nocens
absolvitur ;" " there is a point," says Johnson,
" at which silence becomes criminal :" and the
author of the " Letters from Cambridge" must
plead guilty to this critical criminality.
His account, however, of a University " Bitch"
(tea party) is faithful and spirited. Human na-
ture can conceive nothing more perplexing, no-
thing more wearisome, nothing more detestable,
than such an ovation. The Tic Doloreux is a
trifle to it. It was once our misfortune to " bitch"
in company with six starch Simeonites. One
was a little gentleman with his hair combed
straight over his forehead ; another was a long
man with a curly nose, as if he had been in the
habit of putting it in papers ; another was a
promising young mathematician, who had a
habit of kicking out his left leg whenever he was
particularly animated ; another had a frolicsome
trick of playing with the sugar-tongs, by way of
clinching an argument ; another was the very
personification of repose, having stuck himself,
with his hands before him, for the night, at
the very edge of his chair, with nothing
but a slight squint, to indicate existence ; and
all these, however diversified in manner, yet met
on one
,common ground, the discussion of Mr.
Simeon 's merits. Vain was every attempt to
drive them from it : they boldly stood at bay,
thrusting out every unlicensed poacher upon
their premises ; topic after topic, however remote
in its commencement, yet ended in this one point ;
so we were compelled in self-defence to leave
the party, after enduring mental tortures which
we have not got over to this day.
On the subject of that striking feature in a
Cambridge education, tandem-driving, our au-
communicative. A e fear be
thor is not equally
is but a sorry whip. Nevertheless he should
have devoted at least a page to the subject, for
it is one eminently characteristic. We our-
selves remember standing outside the Foun-
tain Inn, Huntingdon, when a University
sprig came rattling towaids us in one of these
aerial vehicles. The 'Riau street (it was the day
of the Assemblies) was crowded with ladies ; and
of course it became an object with the young
gentleman to show off. Accordingly he fixed
himself in the most graeeful position possible ;

zolfurled his whip, and with that sweet simper
which indicates an agreeable consciousness of
worth, lightly touched his leader. For the sake
of bashful merit ,we dread to relate the conse-
quences. The brute suddenly stopped short,
turned full round upon his driver, and stared him
with cool impudence in the face. Threats—re-
monstrances—scourging, were of no avail—the
animal refused to stir (he was whispering in-
subordination to the shaft-horse), and the youth,
after remaining stuck fast in the main street for
upwards of half an hour, was compelled to
dismount with burning cheeks, amid the
scarcely suppressed titter of some half dozen
ladies, who to make the matter worse, were
more than usually beautiful ; in short, the
very ones before whom an elegant young man
would be the most eager to show off. Human
life, amid all its various and complicated suffer-
ings, has few things worse than this ! It is, how-
ever, brio means an uncommon occurrence in
the annals of tandem driving, and deserved a
page, if not a chapter, in the " Letters from
Cambridge."

Again, there is no mention made of that
amusement so peculiarly captivating at Granta—
boating on the Cam. We have not the slightest
account given us of the mode of sailing upon
this full-grown ditch ; where the lazy vessel
" drags its slow length along" a sheet of water
black as the Styx, and so heavy with mud, that
were all heaven's winds with one accord, " Boreas
and Cwsias and Argestes loud," to blow over
it, they could scarcely get up even a decent-
sized wave. Neither is there any allusion to
that famous Charon, who, with only half a nose,
replies to applications for a boat in tones so
nasally melodious, that it does one good to hear
him. This last is a sad omission.

But a far more flagrant error is our author's
indifferent way of alluding to King's Chapel.—
Had he possessed the slightest spark of poetry,
the slightest warmth of imagination, he would

have spoken in far higher terms of this un-
equalled pile. It is the most imposing edifice
we ever beheld. Conceive a lofty Gothic temple,
arched in a picturesque yet solemn fashion, taken
in by the eye at one bold sweep, with its noble
organ perched aloft at the further extremity, and
its magnificent stained windows, the largest, we
believe, in the world, reflecting the light in the
mellowest and most varied, colours ! On parti-
cular occasions this impressive cortpd'ceil
wondrously increased ; and when the King's
men, in their snowy white surplices, contrasting
so poetically with the awful gloom around them,
are seen scattered in grouper within the chapel ;
and the full-toned organ sends forth its Hosan-
nahs, echoed back from arch to arch, rever-
berating along the roof, lingering amid the
recesses of the building, and then dying
away in a grand and solemn stillness ; the
effect is indeed sublime. At such a moment no
unholy thought can live within the human heart.
The mind becomes weaned from all grovelling
affections ; it responds to the scene around it ;
it is uplifted on the wings of imagination ; as-
serts it OVili divinity, and feels that it is essen-
tially immortal.
Surely, then, in a work entitled " Letters from
Cambridge," some lengthened mention should
have been made of this splendid building. But
no, our author has discussed it with the same
indifference, and with far less difficulty, than he
would have discussed a Hall dinner. He has
told us indeed that it is " far-famed." Granted ;
but so is the prize ox. All further description
he has sedulously withheld : we are compelled,
therefore, while doing justice to the sprightliness
and variety of his remarks, and to the general
fidelity of his descriptions of Cambridge man-
ners ; to assert, that, in particular instances,
where information was more immediately wanted,
his book is wofully deficient.

LORD BYRON.

The following characteristic letter from Lord
Byron, is dated Genoa, 1823, and addressed to
one of his best and wisest friends. It is an an-
swer to a letter advising economy and retrench-