The Sun.
London, England, 1844-06-03 00:00:00

THE SITN;yIAONVOVI-MODNAY EVENING,- SUNE 3, 1P44.

The Emperor then. proceeded to Apsley House to lionourl
his Grace the Duke of Wellington with'a visit. The Gallant
Duke descended to the hall to receive his Imperial Majesty
and the Prince Consort, himself conducting them to the
splendid saloon on the first floor of the mansion. The Em-
peror appeared delighted to meet the Gallant Duke, and
after shaking hands very cordially with him, entered into
conversation for some minutes, complimenting his Grace on
the splendour of his mansion and its appurtenances.
Thence the Royal cortege drove back to the Embassy
where the Emperor alighted' and took leave of the Prince
Consort, not, however, before he had promised to accept an
invitation to-dine with the Queen and. his Royal Highness at
Buckingham Palace last evening.
At half-past four o'clock the Emperor retired to his private
apartment, and, being excessively fatigued from the exer-
tions of the last few days, fell into a sound sleep, from which
he did not awake until nearly six o'clock.
During this interval his Majesty the King of Saxony, at-
tended by the Baron Gersdorff and M. Minkowitz, called at
the Embassy. The King would not allow the Emperor to
be disturbed, and left Ashburnham House without seeing his
Majesty.
His Royal Highness the Duke of Cambridge also called
shortly after the King of Saxony had left. The Royal Duke
was attended by Baron Knesebeck, ard having conversed
for some tima with Baron Brunnow, also left without seeing
the Emperor. This was the second time his Royal Highness
had called on the Emperor yesterday, without being fortu •
nate enough to meet his Majesty, the Duke haying reached
Ashburnham House just as the Emperor left in the morning
.with Prince Albert

At a quarter to eight o'clock, three of the Royal carriages
drove up to the Embassy, for the purpose of conveying the
Emperor and his suite to Buckingham Palace—and at a few
minutes before that hour, his Imperial Majesty, accompanied
by General Count Orloff, got into the first, his suite entering
the succeeding carriages, which together drove off in the
direction of the Palace.
The Emperor wore the full dress uniform of • a general
officer, and all the members of his suite (with the excep-
tion of Baron Brunnow and Dr. Reinholds) were similarly
attired.
His Imperial Majesty returned from the Palace about eleven
o'clock; and slept at the Embassy last night.
This day the Emperor will proceed from London to Windsor
Castle, on a visit to her Majesty, the Court being about to
remove to that place.
The Emperor of Russia is forty-eight years of age. His
Imperial Majesty has once before visited this country, viz.,
in 1817, now nearly twenty-eight years ago. Notwithstand-
ing this lapse of time the Emperor had a most perfect recol-
lection of all the striking points of the English coast, and
was continually walking to and fro.on the deck as the Cyclops
came up the river, pointing out to the officers of the ship
the most remarkable objects on either side. His Majesty
has won golden opinions from the Dutch sailors and marines,
many of the old ones among whom he singled out and en-
gaged in conversation on subjects suited to their several
capacftFes..
When off Margate-roads, by the Emperor's especial desire,
dinner was served on the after-deck, upon such tables as the
exigencies of their position could supply. The Emperor ap-
peared to enjoy, his repast exceedingly, and drank the Queen
of England's health on board after dinner, the crew respond-
in to the sentiment in enthusiastic style.
Captain Hay, one of the Assistant Police Commissioners,
has been appointed to attend his Majesty during his stay in
this country. He has a small body of officers of the A divi-
sion under his command, and is attended by Mr. Superinten-
dent May and two or three inspectors.
Mr. Steed, who is attached to the private establishment.at
the Palace, remains on duty at Ashburnham House during
the Emperor's residence there.

WINDSOR, SUNDAY EVENING.
Her Majesty and his Royal Highness Prince Albert, ac-
companied by the Emperor of Russia and the King of
Saxony, and attended by their respective suites, will arrive
at Windsor to-mo_Tow afternoon between three and four
o'clock. The Royal carriages have been commanded to be
in attendance at the Slough station at a quarter past three
o'clock, the Queen and the Royal and illustrious visitors
having arranged to leave the Paddington terminus of the
Great Western Railway at three precisely, by a special train,
in the state carriage of the company.
From the unexpected arrival of the Emperor of Russia in
this country, and his visit to her Majesty at Windsor not
having been known until a special messenger arrived with
the intelligence on Friday morning, the greatest activity and
bustle have prevailed at the Royal residence to make the
necessary additional extensive preparations for the reception
of the Russian Autocrat.

Their Royal Highnesses the Prince of Wales, the Princess
Royal, and the Princess Alice, attended by the Dowager Lady
Lyttelton, will leave Paddington for Windsor by a special
train two hours before the departure of their illustrious pa-
rents. The Royal carriages have been commanded to be in
waiting at the Slough station by a quarter past one o'clock
in the afternoon.
Her Majesty and the Prince Consort, accompanied by the
Emperor of Russia and the King of Saxony, and attended
by a numerous suite, will, according to present arrangements,
honour the races at Ascot with their presence on two days in
the ensuiug week, viz., on Tuesday next, to see the gold
vase given by her Majesty run for; and on Thursday, the
gold cup day.
A larger party will be present at the Castle during the
race-week than has been ever before known upon a similar
occasion. Amongst the distinguished personages who have
been honoured with invitations from the Sovereign are the
Duke of Wellington the Right Hon. Sir Robert and Lady
Peel, the Earl of Aberdeen, the Right Hon. Sir James Gra-
ham, the Earl and Countess of Jersey and Lady Clementina
Villiers, the Earl and Countess Delawarr and Lady West, the
Earl of Liverpool, the Earl and Countess of Wilton, his Ex-
cellency Baron de Gersdorff, his Excellency the Baron Brun-
now, the Earl of Rossiyn, Marquis and Marchioness of
Douro, the Duke of Rutland, the Duke of Devonshire, &c.
In order that accommodation may be afforded in the car-
riages of her Majesty to the unusually numerous party who
will proceed with the Sovereign from the Castle, to the
course, on Tuesday and Thursday next, several of the royal
equipages will be wforwarded to the Castle to-morrow, from
town, by the Great Western Railway, and the remainder
after the departure of the Queen • the whole of which will be
required, in addition to those which are now at the Royal
mews at the Castle, for her Majesty's illustrious and distin-
guished guests.
A grand military review will take place in the Greo
on Wednesday next, before her Majesty, 11,4- f ark,
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next, magnificent banquets will be given by her Majesty in
the splendid hall of St. George. Indeed, the whole of the
gorgeous suite of state apartments will be required for the
use of her Majesty's illustrious visitors during the sojourn of
the Court.
It has been intimated that the Court will not prolong its
stay at the Castle beyond Friday, when it will take its de-
parture for, Buckingham Palace.

THE RIVAL STEAMERS.— On Saturday last Capt.
Pentreath, who had just set the watches for the night,
and was about to go below on board the Brilliant
steamer, which vessel was lying along the jetty, at
Scilly, heard a continuous splashing and cries of distress
proceeding from near the jetty stairs. He leaped from
the bulwarks of his vessel into his boat, and was as
quickly followed by one of his men. They pulled to-
wards the spot, and to their astonishment saw a boat
capsized, and several persons struggling in the water.
After great exertion, they hauled the drowning persons
into the boat, and found them to be Captain Vivian, and
some of the crew of the Cornwall, in a very exhausted
and helpless state. Captain Pentreath afforded them
every assistance in his power, and ordered his boat's
crew to put them on board the Cornwall, which vessel
was at anchor off the jetty.— West Briton,
THE RUNNING REIN CASE.—We hear that the
"Running Rein" party have retained Sir Thomas Wilde
and Mr. Edwin James as counsel; and we have been in-
formed that the latter Learned Gentleman, who has had
all the facts of the affair, as well as the evidence upon
which his client's cause is rested laid before him, has
given, a very decided opinion on the transaction. At
present it is not known whether the case will come on
for trial at the sittings after this term in London, or
whether it will be sent for trial at. Guildford in the
ensuing summer assizes. It will, however, without
doubt, be disposed of during the mouth of July.—
Observer.

LORD Joint RUSSELL.—In Mr. B. D'lsraeli's work,
"Coningsby ; or, the New Generation," there is the fol-
lowing character of the leader of the Whigs :—" Lord
John Russell has that degree of imagination which,
though evinced rather in sentiment than expression,
still enables him to generalise from the details
of his reading and experience ; and to take
those comprehensive views, which, however easily
deprecated by ordinary men in an age of routine,
are indispensable to a statesman in the conjunctures
in which we live. He understands therefore his posi-
tion ; and he has the morol intrepidity which prompts.
him ever to dare that which his intellect assures
him is politic. He is, consequently, at the same time,
sagacious and bold in council. As an administrator,
he is prompt and ind,fatigable. He is not a natural
orator, and labours under physical deficiencies which
even a Demosthenic impulse could scarcely over-
come. But he is experienced i>t debate; quick in reply,
fertile in resource; takes large views; and frequently
compensates for a dry and hesitating manner by
the expression of those noble truths that flash
across the fancy, and rise spontaneously to - the
lip, of men of poetic temperament when addressing
popular assemblies. If we add to this a private life
of dignified repute; the accidents of his birth and
raak, which never can be severed from the man, the
scion of a great historic family, and born, as it were to
the hereditary service of the State, it is difficult to as-
certain at what period, or under what circumstances, the
Whig party have ever possessed, or could obtain, a more
effidient leader.",

"A BUSTLE."--AWFUL CATASTROPHE Wed-
nesday last, a young lady, who was walking on New-
street, nearly opposite the post-office, in consequence of
some negligence at the toilet, her " bustle" got loose,
and dropped upon the causeway behind her; feeling the
descent, she turned round; but as soon as she discovered
this "improver" of female beauty, she seemed dread-.
fUlly perplexed, and hastened from it, her face crim-
soned with bluShes. A little urchin, who observed the
sad catastrophe, then picked it up, and, running after
the lady, repeatedly cried, " ! your bustle,
your bustle! '
,This increased her • embarrassment.• be,
yond endurance, and caused her to exhibit a pitiful
:-pecitnen of the human face divine," as she continwed
to exclaim, "It is not mine, I tell you; get off, get off,
you young brat!"-'---Leeds Times. •
TEE TRUMI'F;T-riEF4TLE OF. PENANo.—There is one
ouriesity in natural history very common in ,this island-,
which' I had-never seen elsewherenamely, the trumpet.
beetle. Although not.large itself, it has along trumpet-
shaped proboscis, or kind of feeler, from which it emits
so loud and lon a, sctuud, among the woods by the
mountainls sides, that you could scarcely belie've that
any insect could send forth such atone. It gave One
more the idea of the sound which a bird might utter
such, for instance, as that of the bell-bird or the whip
bird,- or the l4u Bing jackass(vernaonlarly.e3lled) met
with in New Sonth Wales.--- Voyages of the Nemesis.
E • STATE -TRIAZA: --After all the. monstrosities
attendant upon the Irish State (so called) trials,-re- have- ar• •
rived at " monster" senteacee. What neat?

COURT CIRCULAR.

His Majesty the King of Saxony arrived by a specia
train at the terminus of the South-Western Railway,
at twenty minutes before six o'clock on Saturday after-
noon, and was received by his Royal Highness Prince
Albert (attended by Major-General Sir Edward Bowater).
His Majesty and his Royal Highness entered an open
(royal) carriage and four, and proceeded to Buckingham
Palace. The King's suite, consisting of Baron Gersdorif,
the Saxon Minister; his Excellency Mons. de Minck-
witz, Grand Maitre de la Garderobe; Count Albert
Vitzthum, Chanibellan.• Major Reichardt, Aide-de-
Camp; and Dr. Carus, Premier Medicin Ordinaire ; and
also Sir E. Bowater, followed in two of the royal car-
riages and four.
. .
The Royal party arrived at the Palace at six o'clock,
where his Majesty was received on alighting from his
carriage by the- Lrd. Steward, the .Lord Chamberlain,
the Master of the Horse, the Earl of Morton, and Lord
Byron, Lords in Waiting ; Lord George Lennox. Lord.
in Waiting to his Royal Highness ; the Master of the
Houschold ; the Clerk Marshal ; Cob Berkeley Drum-
mond, Groom in Waiting ; Col. Arbuthnot, Equerry in
Waiting ; and Sir George Anson, Equerry to his Royal
Highness.
The Queen received her august visitor in the grand.'
hall.
The royal dinner party at Buckingham Palace in the
evening included his Excellency Baron Gersdorff, the
Duchess of Buccleuch, the Earl of Liverpool, the Earl of
Aberdeen, and the lion. Mrs. Anson.
Yesterday
Highness Prince Albert, attended by the Hon. Charles
morning at half-past nine o'clock, his Royal
A. Murray and Sir Edward Bowater, went to Ashburn-
ham House, to visit his Imperial Majesty the Emperor
of Russia.
Soon after one o'clock Prince Albert, attended by Lord
George Lennox and Sir E. Bowater, returned to Ash-
burnham House to conduct his Imperial Majesty to
Buckingham Palace.

The Ilmperor of Russia arrived at the Palace at twenl

minutes before two o'clock, accompanied by Prince Al-
bFrt, and attended by his Excellency Baron Brunnow,
Count Orloff, the Earl of Hardwicke, Lord in Waiting,
and Colonel Berkeley Drummond, Groom in Waiting,
and Colonel Wylde, Equerry to Prince Albert.
The Emperor was habited in a (scarlet) military uni-
form, and wore the ribband and badge of the most noble
Order of the Garter. His Imperial Majesty was receive d
on alighting at the Palace by the Lord Steward, the
Lord Chamberlain, the Master of the Horse, the Earl of
Morton, and Lord Byron, Lords in Waiting; the Master
of the Householdothe Clerk Marshal, Sir Robert Otway,
Groom-in Waiting, and Colonel Arbuthnot, Equerry m
Waiting.
The Queen received the Emperor in the grand hall.
A dejeuner was soon afterwards served to her Majesty
and his Royal Highness Prince Albert, his Imperial
Majesty the Emperor of Russia, and his Majesty the
King of Saxony.
At half-past two o'clock the Emperor of Russia, ac-
companied by Prince Albert, left the Palace for Marl-
borough House, in one of the Royal carriages, to visit
her Majesty the Queen Dowager. His Excellency Baron
Brunnow, Count Orloff, the Earl of Hardwicke, and
Lord George Lennox, followed in a second royal car-
riage; and Colonel Berkeley Drummond, Sir Edward
Rowater, and Colonel Wylde, occupied a third royal car-
riage. Prom Marlborough House the illustrious party
went to Cambridge House, to visit their Royal High-
nesses the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge ; and also
to Gloucester House, to visit her Royal Highness the
Duchess of Gloucester.

The Emperor of Russia and Prince Albert afterwards
went toA psley Hong e, wh ere the illu stri ous visitors alighted
to visit his Grace. the Duke of Wellington. On leaving
Apsley House, His Royal Highness Prince Albert re-
turned to Buckingham Palace, and the Emperor of
Russia, attended by his suite, went to Ashhurnham
House, the residence of 'the Russian Legation, where
his Imperial Majesty arrived shortly before five o'clock.
His Majesty the King of Saxony, attended by his
Excellency Baron Gersdorff, and the gentlemen of his
suite, visited Her Majesty the Queen Dowager yester-
day afternoon, at Marlborough House. The King also
paid visits to her Royal Highness the Duchess of Glou-
cester, at Gloucester House, and their Royal High-
nesses the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge, at Cam-
bridge House. His Majesty also went to Ashburnham
House to visit the Emperor of Russia, and afterwards,
attended by his suite, returned to Buckingham Palace.
His Royal Highness the Duke of Cambridge visited
his Majesty the King of Saxony yesterday afternoon.
The Emperor of Russia dined in the evening with her
Majesty, at Buckingham Palace. His Imperial Majesty
was attended by Baron Brunnow, the Russian Minister
at the British Court, and also by the Count Orloff, Mon-
sieur le General d'Adlerberg, Monsieur Adlerberg, le
Prince Wassilts -chikoff, and Dr. Reinolds.
Ilis Majesty the King of Saxony, attended by Baron
Gersdorff, his Majesty s representative at the British
Court, and also his Excellenay Monsieur de Minckwitz,
Count Albert Vitzthum, Major Reichardt, and Dr.
Carus, also dined with her Majesty.
A select party, including the Duke of Wellington; the
Earl of Aberdeen, Sir Robert Peel, and the Great
Officers of State, had the honour of joining the august
circle.

• •
Lieutenant-,General the Right Hon. Sir Henry Har-
clinge, Governor-General of India, was invested
Queen, on Saturday, at Buckingham Pal_aLe, the
Ensigns of a Knight Qraad Cross.of
with- the
ble Military Order of the. Ili-0 tne most Honour-
Prince Albert, the
im His Royal Highness
r
Board of Co'" - of Ripon, President of the
Lao! for the affairs of India, and Lord
—her. Majesty's principal-'Secretary of State for
Swlt'att7'n:j' and -
the Colonies, were present at the ceremony,
which was performed in the Royal Court. Mr. Albert
William Woods, Officer of Arms attendant upon the
Knights Commanders of the Bath, attended the hives-

The Queen was attended by the Lord Chamberlain,
Lord Byron, Lord in Waiting, and Colonel Berke!ey
Drummond, Groom in Waiting.
The Queen and Prince Albert, the ladies and gentle-
men of the Royal suite, and the household, attended
Divine service yesterday morning, in the Chapel Royal,
Buckingham Palace. The Hon. and Rev. C. L. Cour-
tenay officiated.

Tile Royal Family were taken airings on Saturday in
the gardens of Buckingham Palace.
Messrs. Wansey and Wilts, as a deputation from the
Fishmongers Company had an audience of Prince
Albert, on Saturday, to present his Royal Highness with
an emblazoned copy of the scroll drawing in their pos-
session, of the pageant exhibited by them on Lord
Mayor's Day, A.D. 1616,
Her Majesty and Prince Albert inspected the Ascot
prizes on Thursday, and *ere graciously pleased to ex-
press their high opinion of the productions.
The Queen Dowager attended Divine service yester-
day in the Chapel Royal, St. James's. Prayers were
read by the Rev. J. C. Haden, the Lessons by the Rev.
J. Dakins, and the Communion Service by the Rev.
Dr. Sleuth. The Sermon was preached by Archdeacon
Todd, from Romans, chap. i. verse 16. Sir G. Smart
presided at the organ.
Her Majesty was
attended by the Viscountess Bar-
rington, the Hon. Charlotte Hudson, and Earl Howe.
The Bishop of Norwich, Clerk, and the Dean of Here-
ford, Deputy• Clerk of the Closet, were in waiting. The
Duke of Leeds, the Duchess of Beaufort, Marquises of
Salisbury and Normanby, Lords Cawdor, Wilton, Har-
rowby, Erne, J. O'Bryen, Ingestre, Eliot, Vivian,
Ebrington, and Wrottesley, Ladies Wilton, Eliot, and
C. Sandford, were among the nobility present.
The Duke of Wellington, the Duke of Rutland, and
Sir F. Trench, attended the early service in the Chapel
Royal, St. James's, yesterday. Prayers were read by
the Rev. J. C. Haden. The Sermon was preached byi
Archdeacon Todd,

A deputation, including Viscount Corabermere, the
Earl of Harewood, Lord Marsham, Lord Saltoun, Lord
St. Vincent, Mr. Dickinson, M.P. Lieutenant-Colonel
Pennant, M.P., Mr. Fuller, M.P.,, Mr. Stewart, M.P.,
Itilr. Irving, M.P., Mr. James, M.P. (Carlisle), Mr.
Mackinnon, M.P., Mr. Miles, M.P., Hon. J. Dundas,
mi.., Sir W. Codrington, M.P., Sir J. R. Reid, M.P.,
Mr. Stoddart Douglas, and Mr. Forbes, had an in-
terview with the Chancellor of the Exchequer on
Saturday.
The Duchess of Gloucestg 'and the Duke and Duchess
of Cambridge visited the-Queen Dowager on Saturday.
The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge and the Prin-
cess Mary attended Divine service yesterday morning
in Grosvenor Chapel. Baroness Ahlefeldt and Major
Stephens were in waiting on their Royal Highnesses.
The Duchess of CaMbridge visited the Napoleon
Museum on Saturday.
The Duke and Ducheis of Cambridge honoured Lady
Shelley with their company at Fulham on Saturday.
Mr. Mark Philips had an interview with Mr. Glad-
stOne on Saturday.

LIVERPOOL, FRIDAY EVENING.---The death of the
Earl of Harrowby, Lord Sandon's father, which was IG
often rumoured on former occasions, was again revived
to-day, and circulated in almost all quarters of the town;
and, as usual on similar occasions, the candidates-for the
borough were speedily announced, namely, Mr. William
Brown, on the side of free trade, and Sir Edward Cust,
IL Ove'Cbcienenleill found Esq., M
gu.rl.yt, and the
of Leasowe Castle, Cheshire, on that of the monopolists.
The rumour, however, appears to be once more un-
founded, for the Earl is still alive.
TRoors Fon IRELAND.—In consequence of the
otsentenceettr
a passedver
sers o
whon
orders
have been issued from the War-ofiice for a battalion of
each regiment of the foot guards, the artillery at Wool-
wich, and cavalry and infantry regiments of the line in
the southern and western counties of England, to hold
themselves in readiness to embark at a moment's notice
for Ireland, in case there should be any outbreak in that
excited country; as n demonstration against the sen-
tence passed upon the Liberator and his compatriots who
have been ordered to be incarcerated, is fully expected
by Government. The Chelsea out-pensioners, who have
recently been enrolled in the different counties of Ire-
land and England, have also received orders to hold
themselves in marching order. to replace the troops of
the line, should they be required.--Sunday Times.
THE OLD BEAU BIT.—YOU deserve that I should
serve you as Mrs. Bracegirdle; the vestal actress, treated
the old Lord Burlington, with whom he was in love in
vain. One day he sent her a present of some fine old
china. She told the servant he had made a mistake that
it was true the letter -was for her, but the china for his
lady, to whom he must carry it. L---! the countess was
so full of gratitude when her husband came home to din=
IValpoie's Letters.
SINGULAR AND FATAL ACCIDENT.—A man, 7
years of age, named John Avery, lost his life on Friday on
the rocks beneath the Long-room barracks, in a very singular
manner. While descending the rocks, it seems, his feet be-
came firmly fixed in a cavity, and losing hiS balance, lie fell
over and dashed his head against a rock with sufficient vio-
lence to cause death. The body, when found, was hanging
by the legs as it had fallen ; and life must have been extinct
some hours, as the tide had flowed over, it and receded. con-
siderably. An inquest was held on Saturday before ''lllr.
Bone, and'a' verdict of "" Found. -dead," returned.--4eese of
England Conservative.

THE MAGAZINES.

BLACKWOOD'S MAGAZDE. •
Captain Jesse's Memoirs of the celebrated—or
rather notorious—Beau Brummell—the ultimus Ro-
manorum, that is to say, the last of the Beaus, who
exercised as despotic a sway over the west-end as
ever did Beau Nash at Bath, forms the subject of an
amusing notice in the present Number of this Maga•
zine. Strange to say, this egregious coxcomb, who
never had a grandfather, and who had no large for-
tune to back his pretensions was held in the utmost
reverence—not •to say awe—by the proudest and
richest and most ancient aristocrats in the land; made
the fortune of every tradesman whom he employed,
and brought into celebrity every man with whom he
dined. T 9 have had Brummell for a guest at once
qualified his host . for admission to Almack's. To
have been quizzed by Brummel was equivalent to a
.sentence of ostracism from the beau monde. To have
been seen walking with Brummell, was to ensure the
fortunate individual the entry into Carlton House.
Even when cut by the Prince, this incomparable
Beau still maintained his proud position in high so-
ciety, and his well-known threat of " bringing old
George into fashion," by way of spiting the " un-
grateful" Regent, was scarcely a mere empty boast.
Had he determined on electing a chimney-sweep to
the throne of fashion, we really believe he could have
done it. And by what means did Brummell acquire
this unrivalled influence ? Was it by his personal
attractions—his wealth—his ancient descent—his
talents as an orator, a statesman, a wit, or a poet ?
Nothing of the sort. It was solely by his good taste
in dress, and his invention of the starched cravat?
What a comment is this on the habits, the tastes, the
lofty intelligence, and sound discriminating sense of
patrician society during the boasted Regency, which
some Tory scribes have defined as the Augustan age
of England! Walter Scott in the height of his po-
pularity—Lord Byron in the meridian of his powers
—Moore in the golden days of " Lallah Rookh" and
the "Irish Melodies"—never exercised half the influ-
ence over the lounging fashionable world, that was
exercised by a man who had nothing to boast of but
intrepid impudence and skill in the art of' dress. But,
like Napoleon and other mighty potentates, Brummell
was doomed to meet with his reverses. He met his
Leipsic in the loss of his fortune at play—his abdica-
tion was brought about by his duns—and he found.
his St. Helena at Caen, where he died in 1840, a
beggar, a lunatic, and in rags ! " Traditions and
Tales of Upper Lusatia" is a curious account of some
of the superstitions still prevalent in a small, se-
questered district of Germany, on the confines of
Bohemia. The fairy tales intrZduced into the article
are very agreeable and novel specimens of their class.
" Who Wrote Gil Blas ?" repudiates the claims of Le
Sage to the honour of this admirable production, and
proves, by a chain of reasoning which in our estima-
tion is conclusive, that it was entirely of Spanish
origin. In the brief sketch of "Michael Kalli-
phournas," one of the Greek patriots, we find one
or two anecdotes illustrative of the private and public
character of King Otho, which certainly will not
impress the 'reader with any very profound admira-
tion of his sagacity. But crowned heads are often
apt to be exceedingly thick ones. "Africa" furnishes
us with much minute and circumstantial information
respecting the interior of this vast, mysterious conti-
nent, which has been the grave of so many tra-
vellers, and which seems destined to •all eternity to
baffle the enterprise of man. " Columbus" is one of
Mr. Simmons's elegant and elaborate specimens of
versification. We subjoin the opening stanzas :
Rise, Victor, from the festive board
Flush'd with triumphal wine,
And lifting high thy beaming sword,
Fired by the flattering Harper's chord,
Who hymns thee half divine.
Vow at the glutted shrine of Fate
That dark-red brand to consecrate!
Long, dread, and doubtful was the fray
That gives the stars thy name to-day.
But all is over; round thee now
Fame shouts, spoil pours, and captives bow,
No stormier joy can Earth impart,
Than thrills in lightning through thy heart.
Gay Lover, with the soft guitar,
Hie to the olive-woods afar,
And to thy friend, the listening brook,
Alone reveal that raptured look;
The maid so long in secret loved--
A parent's angry will removed—
This-morning saw betrothed thine,
That Sire the pledge, consenting, blest,
Life bright as motes in. golden wine,
Is dancing it illy breast.
Statesmor. astute, the final hour
Ari:;ves of long-contested Power;
Each crafty wile thine ends to aid,
Party and principle betray'd;
The subtle speech, the plan profound,
Pursued for years, success has crown'd;
To-night the Vote upon whose tongue,
The nieely•puised Division hung,
Was thine—beneath that placid brow
What feelings throb exulting now!
Thy rival fills;—on grandeur's base
Go shake the nations in his place!
Fame, Love, Ambition! what are Ye,
With all your wasting passions' war,
To the great Strife that, like a sea
O'erswept his soul tumultuously,
Whose face gleams on me like a star—
A star that gleams through murky clouds—
As here begirt by struggling crowds
A spell-bound Loiterer I stand,
Before a print-shop in the Strand?
What are your eager hopes and fears
Whose minutes wither men like years—
Your schemes defeated or fulfill'd,
To the emotions dread that thrill'd
Ilis frame on that October night,
When, watching by the lonely mast,
He saw on shore the moving light,
And felt, though darkness veil'd the sight,
The long-sought World was his at last?

BENTLEY'S MISCELLANY.
Mr. Murray here continues his "Physiology of
London Life," which, though somewhat heavy and
languid in manner, contains much instructive matter.
Speaking of the levelling character of the metropolis,
he remarks—" In country places, the lord of the
manor, the greatest landowner, or the wealthiest
man, overcrows all other distinctions—he is the great
man of the place; in London his greatness does not
extend next door; he is great only in his own house,
among his own dependents and servants; his trades-
men, even, have no conception of him, save as a good
customer." This. is justly observed. There is no
place like the metropolis to cure a man's self-conceit,
and to induce him to assess his pretensions at a right
valuation. Is he clever ? He will be constantly
brought into contact with many much cleverer. Is he
rich ? lie will find hundreds—thousands—infinitely
richer. Is he ardent—aspiring—persevering ? No
matter, his experience of London social life will soon
convince him that these are but ordinary qualities, by
which he can scarcely-hope to make himself eminently
conspicuous. A vast, crowded capital, like our
" modern Babylon"—as it has been well called—
where competition in every form is hourly going for-
ward, and talents of all sorts are as plentiful as mush-
rooms; where the plebeian jostles the patrician in the
streets, and even a great Cabinet Minister excites the
curiosity of no one passer-by;—an enormous capital
like this, we say, is the bost possible place in the
world to imbue a man with a just and be-
coming estimate of himself, and lower his as -
piring vanity to the level of common sense.
The " Fortunes of the Scattergood Family" improve
in interest as they proceed, though they certainly
have; not the freshness and vivacity of the author s
former works of fiction. The " Whims of a Water-
drinker" are amusing enough in their way, but we
could have spared some of the puns, which—as Dog-
berry would say—" are most tolerable, and nut to be
endured." The " Confessions of a Croupier" reveal,
in no very hesitating manner, a few of the mysteries
of the. more fashionable gambling- houses in the metro-
polis. The confessions, which wear all the appear-
ance of truth, cannot be read without interest, but it
is an interest of a painful character, and exhibits
human nature in a most humiliating light. In the
poem on the " Manxman and his Visitor," a popular
legend of the Isle of Man is turned to humorous
account. The author, however, would have been
more successful if he had paid a little more attention to
point and .brevity. " Whig and Tory" is a whimsi-
cal .specimen of a newspaper calculated to suit all
tastes, inasmuch as it professes no political opinions,
but is, exclusively made up of droll advertisements
and quaint obituaries. " A Ramble through Styria,"
&c., deserves a passing word of notice, if only for the
spirit and Minuteness of its landscape descriptions.
For the subjoined sketch of the practices of a gamb-
ling-house we are indebted to the " Confessions of a
Croupier," of which we have already spoken : •
" Through the various aspects presented by the game,
the alternations of hope and disappointment were often
strongly felt, and as. strongly expressed ; curses, both
loud and dcep, were mingled-with the laugh of triumph.
Among any many reminiscences of such scenes, I can
never forget one unfortunate individual. He had been
playing some hours, evidently under unusual excitement.
His party had, all gradually quitted the place, and he
took tho box alone; he had it all in his own hands, and
in his own way. Not a main could he throw ; every
time I called the unfortunate result I was the object of
his bitterest invective and malediction; but, although I
felt annoyed at this conduct, I heartily pitied him. All
his efforts were useless; the capricious goddess was in-
exorable, and be•threw out with his last heavy stake,
and burst into an agony of tears. He was a tall, good.
young man, and 1 may truly say
looking, prepossessing.
that I never witnessed- an occurrencemore painful and
humiliating. That which but a moment before • had
been his own, and stably beforelicn, was gone--as ir-
retrievably lost to'him as though it had sunk to the bot-
tom of the fathomless ocean! To add to the poignancy
of his distress, the following morning was settling-day
for.the Derby, and he was minus some hundreds. With
the scalding tears upon his cheeks; he begged and im-
glored for the loan'of one hundred pounds, in orch:r to
be able to Mike. at lenSt-silni6`Shoiv. Of "honour. It was
refused him. Whether the request was ultimately com-

- plied with in whole or in part is not known to me; but
not long afterwards he became insane! And where are
now hissfriends, his compeers of a season? Some have
taken the benefit of the Insolvent Court ; some have
passed through a fiercer ordeal; others, with minimized
capitals, have become the frequenters of minor hells; all
with deteriorated fortunes and reputation.
" it may be thought, that a gentleman who has lost
above'a thousand pounds in a eaming-heuSe may have
the right of entree by prescription. Nothing is more
unlike the fact. From the height of his prosperity to
its declension, every occultation in his course is noted
with the nicest observation ; for instance, playing
for lower stakes, a more febrile excitcmont when
losing, occasionally borrowing of a friend, a cheque not
punctually paid, and, finally, a small sum borrowed of
the bank, to enable him to take up a bill under a very
pressing emergency—these are the little circumstances
which lead to his ultimate exclusion. 'On some fine
evening during the ensuing season he Calls, thinking to
be admitted as heretofore ; but he is stOpped.at the first
door with the ready excuse, that 'there is nathingdoing.
On the next call, he 'is told that ' there is no play
going on.'
"No play ? So you said the last time I called ; and
I have since unders•ood frOm a friend that there. was
play. Let me in ; I want to see the manager."
" lie is sot in, Sir,"
" Oh, very well, then, I• shall take some other oppor-
tunity of seeing him."
" When he does see the chef, the latter expresses most
sincere regret at the 'occurrence, and makes a most
specious promise to have the interdict removed. Thus
assured, who now is to oppose his entrance ? Not the
porter, surely ! Yes ; the very same person still insists
that the great man is not within ; that he knows
nothing about the explanation given; and therefore can-
not admit him. Thus repulsed, the applicant murmurs
a threat about not paying, and thus ends the matter.
What is here stated must be understood as applying to
commoners -; for a peer, however poor, can always be
turned to some account."

NEW MONTHLY MAGAZINE.
In Mr. Cyrus Redding's entertaining recollections
of the author of " Vathek," which lead off the Num-
, ber before us, occurs the following characteristic
anecdote of the late George the Third :—" He was not
only capable of the grossest duplicity," said Mr.
Beckford, " but he was destitute of feeling too. 'I
went to the levee after Lord George Gordon's riot,
the military had just fired on the mob, a necessary step
to put a stop to lawless plunder and violence. I
entered as the King had come out of his closet, the
officer who commanded the troops being immediately
before me. As soon as the King saw him, he said
You peppered them well, I hope—peppered them
well—peppered them well!' in his loud way. Every
body stared. The levity of the remark struck the
officer. Firing even upon lawless mobs was then
considered to be justified only by self-evident neces-
sity. hope your Majesty's troops will always do
their duty,' was the answer drily returned, with a
significant gravity which feelings less obtuse than the
King's must have felt to be a tacit reproof, as many
were killed." The Monarch who thus exulted in the
carnage of his own subjects, is the same who for so
many years was called the "good old King," and
whom hundreds of old Tory twaddlers and veteran
placemen still maintain to have been a pattern for all
sovereigns! But History, which sifts the true from
the false, and whose first sacred duty is an impartial
and discriminating estimate of character, has of late
shown the world the utter heartlessness, selfishness,
brute obstinacy, and incurable bigotry of this long-
overrated Monarch. He is now seen exactly in his
true colours, stripped of the false halo that for years
surrounded him ; and a more unamiable portrait was
never yet exhibited for public reprobation. Nor was
his son—the vaunted and showy George the Fourth
—much better. Ile, too, was incurably selfish, and
never on any one occasion allowed the interests of his
subjects to interfere with his own personal gratifica-
tion. "Lights and Shades" contain some cleverish
sketches of indigenous Irish character. " Arabella"
is a delightful portrait of a gentle, kindly, affectionate
woman, who, like Fielding's "Amelia," sacrifices
health, hope, and happiness unhesitatingly to the man
she loves, but who is every way unworthy of such a
disinterested, high-minded creature. " Finishing with
a Dinner" is a narrative of the ludicrous mishaps
that befel a country surgeon, Mr. Raymond Fowler,
in the course of a professional visit which he paid to
the metropolis. In the first place he got drunk,
which is bad—secondly, he got robbed, which is worse
—and thirdly, he got his head broken, and was com-
pelled to take to an ugly scratch wig, which is worst
of all. And all these afflictions originated in his visit-
ing Vauxhall one disastrous evening, and becoming
too passionately enamoured of its once-celebrated
Arrack-punch! " How to make a Long Day" is
one of those sprightly, off-hand, intelligent essays,
founded on a close observation of real life, which have
so often enriched the pages of this Magazine. The
" Winds" is a graceful lyric from the pen of Mr.
Josiah Minty. We quote it accordingly for our
readers' gratification :
" What voice is in the winds !
There is a feeling in their lightest tone,
The soft gales sigh the storm-blast's hollow moan,
Each to the soul in language of its own
Speaks and an echo finds.

" How light upon the ear
Breathes the soft murmur or the evening gale,
Wringing from memory full many a tale
Of home, and youth, and love, all! visions frail,
As they were passing dear.

" The whirlwind in its might,
That vanquisher of earth, the hoarse, the loud
Scourger of ocean, ruler of the cloud,
What is the whirlwind?—what but passion's crowd
Of feelings as they smite.

"How o'er the ravaged earth
Are strewn the fragments of her summer prime,
Like blighted joys that lie in after time
Upon the aching heart, whose only crime
Was to give passion birth.
" The night wind sweeps along,
With fitful cadence sighing on its way,
As if the spirits of the bright, the gay,
The loved, the lost, were in its mournful play,
A melancholy throng.
" How soft its gentle kiss—
And can it be that spirits from above,
Thus on the pinions of the night-wind rote,
Fanning the fever'd cheeks of those they love,
And whispering of bliss ?
" But now the morning breeze
Steals o'er the earth with fragrance on its wings,
Filling the soul with bright imaginings ;
The flow'ret opes its bud, the wild bird sings—
There's music in the trees.
" What says the breeze of morn ?
That gentle hope within the human breast,
May thus breathe sweetly, calming it to rest,
Thus sing of happiness and regions blest,
To comfort the forlorn.
" Then have not winds a voice?
Is there not language in each magic sound ?
Are they not eloquent as on they bound
O'er earth and sea ? When are they silent found ?
When cease they to rejoice ?
" Among the snows untrod,
Along the vale and o'er the grassy hill,
Through trees, 'mid flow'rets boisterous or. still,
By night, by day, the universe they fill
Their's is the voice of God."

AINSWORTH'S MAGAZINE.
In the present chapters of the editor's romance of
" St. James's," we find the plot progressing at a very
rapid rate. Abigail Hill is married to Masham, the
Queen's equerry, and the next incident of moment,
we suppose, will be the overthrow of the influence of
the imperious Duchess of Marlborough, and her dis-
tinguished partner, the great Whig Duke. There
are one or two humorous scenes introduced in the
course of the chapters before us, but they are not
very successful; Mr. Ainsworth should avoid humour,
for he has not a particle of it in his composition. His
forte is description; and ingenious, skilfully-executed
melodramatic incident. The "New Generation" is
a panegyrical review of Mr. D'lsraeli's new tale of
" Coningsby"—incomparably the ablest production of
the season. " Night Noises and Phantoms" is the
production of Mr. Charles Oilier, and the object of
the essay—a highly laudable one—is to endeavour to
account for many of those mysterious nocturnal
sounds which so often terrify unreflecting people, and
rouse all the dormant superstitious feeling within
them. • " A Jar of Honey from Mount Ilybla" con-
sists of a series of critical observations on Greek pas-
toral poetry, to which no essayist of the day is
better qualified to do justice than Mr. Leigh Hunt.
He quotes, we perceive, with deserved approbation, t
beautiful passage from Moschus's elegy on the death
of Bion, with which we have long been familiar, and
which he translates with elegance and scrupulouS
accuracy. "John Manesty, the Liverpool Merchant,"
is unusually interesting this month, and evinces none
of that langour and heaviness which characterised
some of the earlier chapters. Our readers will, no
doubt thank us for the following extract respecting
Kean, which we give from the " Elliston Papers"
" On a certain evening, shortly after his memorable
debut at Drury-lane, Kean, accompanied by his old and
faithful ally, Jack Hughes, dropped in, or rather
dropped up (by way of catachresis) at Offley's premier
etage, thecider-room, in Henrietta-street, Covent.garden.
Ensconced in a snug corner of the apartment, the tA 0
friends were enjoying their and as the conversa-
tion of the room was a right of common, they felt them-
selves no trespassers in nipping the pasturage also. As
it generally happens, in places of this kind, there is one
certain personage who usurps the lead on all topics—
one who would teach Hannibal the art of war ; so was
the case at this period, at Offley's. This individual was
a Mr. Watson, or Wason, a red-headed wholesale tobac-
conist, and a charlatan warranted town made.' But
Watson was a man who might have called Junius Brutus
himself a pretender, for Watson was really a fool. At
the court of OffleY, however, lie had obtained the Cordon
bleu, and had a considerable tail, though there was not
a wag in it.
" Watson, who knew the movements of the town far
better than the Morning Post, had already enlightened
his auditory on the intrigues of Lady Douglas, in the

case of the Princess, when lie led the conversalion , not
unnaturally, to the subject of the new actor at Dr ury-
' lane.
‘• it is true enough," said he, stirring up the flaming
forest which brew upon his pole,- Dr. Drury brought
him to town. lie talked with me on the subject—in
fact, we went together into Dorietshire to see him act.
I shall never forget Bean's gratitude when we proposed
his appearance at Drury-lane.'
" Here Kean thrust himself forward like a ft-rret,
gazing at the speaker in perfect wonderment ; and tlw
blood-red knight' proceeded—
"'I saw him to-day in Cecil-street—he is in the very
ecstacy of triumph--and well he may. A nice child his
son ; but I am afraid my friend has something yet t)
learn.'
" ' How 2--4 hat is that?' demanded the whole tail at

once.
" ' Why, he thrashes his ad'e,' replied the oracle, with
the aspect of a red Indian; and he who raises his haml
On a woman, except in an act of kindness, it were, base
flattery to call a coward.'
"A murmur of applause followed this dramatic scrap,
when Kean, having quickly passed from ft ferret into a
tiger, was only withheld by the grire of I lughes •fro:n
springing -on the carotty tobacconist. The dealer in
Virginia still went on:--' Tins was his,' said he, care-
lessly, as he pulled from his pock( t a little chased snuff-
box,—‘ this was Kean'a—a slight token of his obligation
to me, as he was pleased to say. I carry it for his sake.'
" Do you, by the gods!' exclaimed Kean, and darting
from his corner, he grasped the sight token from the
table, and hurled it through the window glass into the
street.
Consternation seized the tobacconist, as though Cuba
itself had been suddenly swallowed by the sea; but up
rose his tail, like a waterspout, threatening annihilation
to the- undaunted little actor, who stood with his arms
folded, like a stone terminus on a parapet. lam
Edmund Kean!' exclaimed he, grinding his teeth.
` Slanderer! fur the first time behold him! lam the
Kean!'

" The whole West Indies seemed now in a state of in-
surrection. , The company rushed in a body towards the
sturdy tragedian, and verily believing him to be an im-
postor, notwithstanding the humiliation of the wholesale
dealer, assailed him with violence, and finally expelled
him the house. Little Hughes came in for his share of
the bounty, and with .a shoe less than he entered the
apartment, accompanied his friend, to finish the evening,
and consult future proceedings, at No. 21, Cecil street.'

HOOD'S MAGAZINE,
'We are sorry to learn from a notice affixed to this
number, that the editor, Mr. Hood, has lately had a
severe attack of hemorrhage from the htn's, " brought
on by the wearing excitement of ceaseless and exces-
sive literary toil.' The writer of the notice, how-
ever, adds that "he is now gradually recovering
strength, and there is every reason to expect that he
will be able, in the next nr.mber, to give the promised
new chapter and illustt.ations of his novel, which are
at present of necessity deferred." The author of the
admirable " Song of a Shirt"—a poem that has
touched the hearts of thogtands—is a man whom the
literary world can ill afford to lose, and we do Most
sincerely hope that he will be shortly restored to
health, and delight and instruct his readers for many
a year to come, with his sprightly fancies and subtle
sketches of character, few of which but exhibit the
germs of shrewd, and sometimes even deep thought..
The " Laboratory" is a quaint poem by Robert
Browning. There are some impressive ideas scat-
tered carelessly through it, but the subject-matterls
not rendered sufficiently obvious to the generality of
readers—a fault of frequent occurrence in this gen-
tleman's writings, who conceives with far more force,
skill, and distinctness, than he executes. "An Inci-
dent at Pisa" we should have guessed to have been
the composition of Mr. Morickton Milnes, even with-
out his signature, for it betrays all that peculiar man-
nerism which he owes to a careful study of the works
of Wordsworth. The "Nice Young Man" is a
slight, sketchy story, whose redeeming features are
its liveliness and good nature. " Recollections of
Gideon Shaddoe" is a passable collection of ghost
stories, which shoild, however, have been kept for
the long water evenings, when the cold, and gliota,
and blighting .fogs of the season tend greatly to
assist the effect of such wild, mysterious narratives.
We quote one of the best of them :
" A venerable manor-house in the west of England,
with its terraced walks, noble hollies, and quaint yew
hedges, had sunk into the usual condition of such ancient
places, and had become a farm-house of the better class.
The former possessors had been of elevated rank, and
the last of their descendants, a widow lady of title, had
retired there, still retaining the remains of loveliness,
with a handsome nephew in the prime of manly beauty,
about the middle of last century. They lived in stsict
privacy, were never seen out of the grounds, and never
received any visitors, with one exception. Al the ex-
piration of every three months an old. fashioned coach
rolled up the avenue shaded by the sun-proof elms,
stopped at the entrance, and out stepped a
man of advanced age, dressed in a dark-
brown suit, with a plain cocked hat and grey
stockings. In about ten minutes he again made
his appearance, entered the carriage, which rtled down
the avenue, and was seen no more till the next quarter
of a year had passed away. This had gone on for some
time, and afforded subject for comment to all the country
round. The neighbours shook their heads, and whis-
pered light tales of the dame ; but all attempts to
.pene-
trate the cloud that shrouded their history failed.
"One fine August evening, six weeks at least berore
its appearance was due, according to its usual perioas of
arrival, the light of the harvest moon shone on the well-
known coach till it was lost to view under the rn,tancholy
boughs of the avenue trees. Some reapers, an their way
borne, saw it return, and, as it passed out of the avenue
gates, beheld, sitting by the side of the old gentlemaffl,
the handsome nephew, pale and motionless as a corpse.
The same night a carriage and four drove furiously up
to the house, and, at the end of the week, a hearse and
six received at midnight a coffin covered with black
velvet, and went—.none of the neighbours knew where.
The place was shut up For years, and had only been
lately fitted up for the reception of a new tenant—a sub-
stantial man who had bought the land about the house
and farmed it himself—at the.commencement of the pre-
sent century.
"In its desolate state, it was haunted of course ; and
the wicked lady,' as she was called, had often been seen
gliding in the moonlight about the terraces by those who
had been hardy enough to take a short cut across the
grounds in their way home from the village club.
" The two sons of the new tenant were young men
just at the end of their teens. They had heard all the
ghost stories connected with the place, and laughed at
them: They had also heard strange noises, especially
from one particular chamber, in which the lady had
died, and the door of which had not been unlocked for
years, and had satisfied themselves that they had traced
some of the sounds to a colony of jackdaws that had es-
tablished themselves in the unused chimneys with which
the spacious old house—a world too wide for the present
occupants—abounded.

"'these two brothers lay upon a grassy headland
enjoying the noon of a lovely day outside one of the
garden walls. They were shaded from the sun by the
overhanging laburnums and guelder-roses, which, tired
of their confinement within, had, truant-like, broken
bounds to mingle their blossoms with the wild flowers
on the field-side of the half-ruined wall. 'The young
men listened to the humming in the air, and lazily
watched the tremulous haze that rose from the ridges
of the fallow which lay parallel to them.
" Lying thus, with half-shut eyes, they saw upon the
ridges before them the figure of a lady dressed in the
costume of the middle of the eighteenth century. They
both started up together, and advanced rapidly to the
form, which recedd without appearing to move a limb
across the furrows, with its face still towards them as
they had first seen it, till it reached the closed gate,
through the bars of which it seemed to pass as the
brothers arrived at the barrier—and then was lost to
their view. Beyond was a bare common, where no per-
son could have been hid; and the only beings in sight
besides themselves were a party of gnats dancing in the
sun, and the swallows that ever and anon cut a lane.
through them, leaving the survivors to continue their
dance."