The Sun.
London, England, 1829-11-19 00:00:00

DEPA RTURES.

The Earl of Pomfret, from North Audley-street, on a tour;
Mr. and Mrs. Gray, from Talke's Hotel (late Miller's), Jermyn-
street, for the Continent; J. Page, Esq. from the Royal Hotel,
St. :James's-street, for Holly-hill, Kent ; Sir H. Fane. from
ditto, for Hants; C. N. Bailey, Esq. from Ellis's Hotel, St.
James's-street, for Saxmundham ; Lord Elphinstone, from the
Burlington Hotel, for the Continent ; Fullerton, Esq. from
ditto, for ditto ; Mr. and Mrs. Stonor, from ditto, for Henley-
on-Thames ; Mr. and Mrs. Pochin, from Fenton's Hotel, St.
James-street, fur Leicestershire; the Duchess of Roxburgh and
Lieutenant-Colonel O'Reilly, from ditto, for Windsor; :Wm.
Cumming, Esq. from ditto, for York ; Mr. and Mrs. Proctor,
from the British Hotel, Jermyn-street, for their seat in Cam.
bridgeshire ; Capt. Knox, from ditto, for Brighton ; H. D.
Radcliffe, Esq. from ditto, for Hants.

THE DYING MOTHER TO HER INFANT.

We have great pleasure in quoting the following simple
and affecting lines from the pen of Miss CAROLINE
BOWLES :

My baby! my poor little one! thou'st come a winter flower,—
A pale and tender blossom, in a cold, unkindly hour;
• '

Thou eomest with the snow-drop—and, like that pretty thing,
The power that called my bud to life, will shield its blossoming.

The snow-drop hath no guardian leaves, to fold her safe and warm,
Yet well she bears the bitter blast, and weathers out the storm;

I shall not long enfold thee thus—not long,—but well I know
The Everlasting arms, my babe, will never let thee go !
The snow-drop—how it haunts me still!—hangs down her fair
young head,
So thine may droop in days to come, when I have long been dead ;
And yet the little snow-drop's safe!—from her instruction seek,
For who would crush the motherless, the lowly, and the meek?

Yet motherless thou'lt not be long—not long in name—my life!
Thy father soon will bring him home another, fairer wife;
Be loving, dutiful to her ;—tind favour in her sight;
But never, oh my child ! forget thine own poor mother quite.
But who will speak to thee of her ?—the gravestone at her head
Will only tell the name and age, and lineage of the dead :
But not a word of all the love—the mighty love for thee,
That crowded years into an hour of brief maternity.

They'll put my picture from its place, to fix another there,—
That picture that was thought so like, and yet so passing fair!
Some chamber in thy father's house they'll let thee call thine own ;
Oh ! take it there—to look upon, when thou art all alone!—
To breathe thine early griefs unto—if such assail my child;
To turn to, from less loving looks, from faCes not so wild.
Alas! unconscious little one l—thou'it never know that best,
That holiest home of all the earth, a living mother's breast !

I do repent me now too late, of each impatient thought,
That would not legthe tarry out God's leisure as I ought ;
I've been too hasty, peevish, proud—l longed to go away ;
And now I'd fain live on for thee, God will not let me stay.

Thoul't have thy father's eyes, my child!—oh ! once how kind
they were!
His long black lashes—his own smile, and just such raven hair;
But here's a mark—poor innocent !—he'll love thee for't the less,
Like that upon thy mother's cheek his lips were wont to press.
And yet, perhaps, I do him wrong—perhaps, when all's forgot
But our young loves, in memory's mood,—he'll kiss the very spot.
Oh, then, my dearest ! clasp thine arms about his neck full fast,
And whisper that I blessed him now, and loved him to the last.
I've heard that little infants converse by smiles and signs,

With the guardian band of angels, that round about them shines,
Unseen by grosser senses,—beloved one! dolt thou

Smile so upon thy heavenly friends, and commune with them
now

Oh ! when I think of what I was, and what I might have been—
A bride last year,—and now to die! and I am scarce nineteen ;
And just, just opening in my heart a fount of love, so new,

So deep!—could that have run to waste? could that have failed
me too?

The bliss it would have been to see my daughter at my side!
My prime of life scarce overblown, and her's in all its pride;
To deck her with my finest things—with all I've rich and rare !
To hear it said—" How beautiful ! and good as she is fair !"

And then to place the marriage crown upon that bright young

brow!
Oh no ! not that—'tis full of thorns! alas, I'm wandering now.
This weak, weak head! this foolish heart! they'll cheat me to

the last :
I've been a dreamer all my life, and now that life is past.
And hast thou not one look for me ? those little restless eyes
Are wandering, wandering every where, the while thy mother
dies ;
And yet—perhaps thou'rt seeking me—expecting me, mine own !
Come, death, and make me to my child at least in spirit known !

The Duke and Duchess of CLARENCE came
to town yesterday morning, from their residence in Bushy
Park. The Duchess visited the Duchess of KENT and the
Princess VICTORIA, at the King's Pilace at Kensington,
and also paid a ♦isit to the Princess SOPHIA. The Prin-
cess accompanied the Royal Duchess on her return to her
residence in the King's Palace, St. James's. The Duke
and Duchess of CLARENCE returned to Bushy Park in the
afternoon.

The American Minister and the Earl of
ABERDEEN had interviews with the Duke of WELLINGTON
yesterday, at the Treasury.
The 'Sardinian Minister transacted business
yesterday at the Foreign Office, with the Earl of ABER-
DEEN.

Colonel COCKBURN has left town for Hon-
duras (of which Colony he has been appointed Comman-
der), to enter on his official duties.

The Duke of WELLINGTON left town yes-
terday for the seat of the Marquis of SALISBURY at Hat-
field, Herts. The Noble Marquis entertained a select'
party to dinner yesterday.
Mr. VESEY FITZGERALD left town on a
visit to Sir Joinc HOPIC, at his country seat.

The Rev. JOHN GUNN, A.M., has been col-
lated to the Vicarage of Barton Turf with the Rectory of
Iratead annexed, in the gift of the Lord Bishop of Nox-
wicie.

We learn from good authority that a mar-
riage is projected in the legal circles between Mr. LATI.•
TAT, a gentleman well-known, and of the strictest in-
tegrity, and the lion. Miss CAPIAS, of the Court of Com-
mon Pleas. It is reported that an alliance between the
families has long been deemed a desirable object, but it
remained for a celebrated member of the Bar to perform
the agreeable duty of introducing the parties. Some de-
lay has taken place in the arrangements by long discus-
sions between the mutual friends who have been appointed
to arrange the terms of the settlement to be made on the
occasion. We have been informed, however, that the
utmost cordiality has existed on this delicate subject, and
it has at length been stipulated that the great bulk of the
ancient family estates shall be entailed on the eldest son
of the union, who is to be called by the name of SUM-
MONS—the title of a Noble relative, who has, for many
years, been connected with several Members of both
Houses of Parliament.--A Learned Judge, who has been
recently appointed, has given his entire sanction to the
terms of the arraugement. It is rumoured that the wed-
ding will take place early in the spring, and that it will
be solemnized at St. Stephen's Chapel. Messrs. Ser-
geants BosArictuer and STEPHEN are to give the bride
away. Mr. LATITAT, as soon as he can conveniently be
sp wed from the duties of his office, will retire from public
life to enjoy his otium cum dignitate, together with several
other members of his venerable family. The profession,
and the public at large, will be gratified to hear of the
connection of so old and valuable a public servant as Mr.
LATITAT with a lady whose feelings and habits are so
peculiarly congenial to his 0wn,....-Morning Herald.

SPOr TTNq INTELLIGENCE.

HUNT' ; IN i ELLIGENCE.
ArrolsTmENTs TAF PRESENT WEEK.

'Fite Hurworth Fox :{nnnd.., on Friday, at Neasham
—at Ten.

The Sinnington Fox 11,und., on Friday, at Weal
Bridge—at Nine.
The Noitionnlwiland Fel lintnid,, 011 Thursday, at Six
111 le-btidge, on the Morveri:-ruad ; ..rd Friday, at Bolam
—at Teti.

The Ilaydon Hounds, on Wednesday, at Alton Side
Banks ; and Saturday, at West Banks—at Nine.
Mr. Lester's Harriers, on Saturday, at Clrfe
The Vine Hounds, on Wednesday, at Ashe Warren
Farm ; and Saturday, at Bramlev—at Ten.
Mr. Horlock's Hounds, on Wednesday, at the George
Inn, Sandy-lane; and Friday, at Hunter's Hall, Cold-
borne—at Eleven.

The Hambledon Hounds, on Wednesday, at West End
Telegraph ; and Friday, at Westmeon Hut—at Half-Test
Ten.

THE FANCY.
(From the :Newark Times of yesterday.)

FIGHT between DICK HILL, the Nottinghim Cham-
pion, and JEM MAPPING, the Sheffield Grinder, at
Merton, fourteen miles, from Newark.

The state of the London ring has latterly been so
cross, that little interest and less confidence has
been creeated when a tip-top mill is on the tapir,
than a torte-qs' of the most ordinary description.
To name a fight within the purlieus of the Fives-
court, and since the Tennis-court, is sufficient to
stall off all patrons, and every one pronounces it to
he a certainty that if he bets he will find himself
ward in chancery. This feeling has not yet infected
the country patrons, and Dick Hill never having
shown a disposition to lose his temper and his battle
by being cross, confidence has always been high,
and his friends and patrons numerous; for seven
battles he has been conqueror, and as the number
seven partakes of something magical, such as the
seven wonders, seven golden candlesticks, and seven
champions, Dick is determined to continue his rank
among the latter. The Nottingham lads were full
of complaints, and much disordered, when it was
reported that the mill was to take place near Ship•
field, all being anxious to witness their pet, parti-
cularly as upon the result of the battle it was said
he was to be matched with a fair combatant—a wife.

Mapping had fought before with a man of the
name of Thorpe, and had been crowned with victory,
which made himjustlyaspira to higher fistic honours.
Hill's name had sounded loud in Yorkshire, and the
Tykes were all anxious to pluck the laurels from
Nottingham ;—so far the history of the match : now
to the scene of action, though we must travel to it
before we reach there. The light of day had scarcely
appeared when the movements commenced, and the
surrounding towns, as soon as it was rightly ascer-
tained when the midi was to work, were all in mo-
tion. The horsemen exceeded the number we have
ever seen before, the roads were thronged with
them ; the bipeds of all deseriptions, including the
heroines of the day, pressed forward for the fray ;
and Sherwood Forest was again to be the scene of
battle, and aided by the Sherwood rangers. On our
arrival at 011erton we found Dick had been housed
at Wombwell's Menagerie, the keeper of which took
special care to announce Dick as the tamest, yet
boldest lion he had had for some time. Mapping
was.at Elksley, about three miles from 011erton.—
Reports were now industriously circulated, that in-
formation had been given to the Beaks, and that
there would be no fight ; the informer was said to
be the son of Parkiss, but yet no belief was placed
in it, and all moved off. The clock had not struck
twelve when Dick arrived upon the ground, and in-
stantly doffed his castor, and threw it into the ring;
he was loudly cheered, and seemed very confident.
The report was revived—Mapping did not appear
—messengers were dispatched ; and the announce-
merit was made that the beaks had, accompanied by
what we shall term the Baron Grabbems, visited
the logement of Mapping; and that he had jumped
out of the window and made his escape, but was on
the road. For a time, this quieted Dick's friends,
who declared the time to have expired, arid that
they had the right to claim the money ;—in this
they were opposed by the pink of politeness, Ned
Stockman, who declared that Magesty interference
was always permitted, allowed, admitted, to be a
good and sefficient and valid excuse—for, said Ned,
"if he can't come, why how can he come?" This
argument, from the lips of so accomplished a logi-
cian as Ned, was quite conclusive, and all remained
again quiet, except that, now and then, some unruly
knave called out " York you're wanted." While in
this state of suspense, who should make their appear-
ance but two dressed in little (smock frocks), brief
authority, bearing a warrantry, so they said, to seize,
and take the Champion and Mapping : the report
now was verified—Dick, like a good general, retired,
and Mapping, like another, had not arrived—a
council was called, and the members thereof repaired
to the White Hart, 011erton, to prepare for a move,
when a telegraphic dispatch announced the arrival
of Mapping on the ground ; but a few minuto
elapsed, ere all were again in the field, and, not-
withstanding the warrantry, the warranters being
present, a fight, and nothing but a fight, was the
order of the day.

Mapping, cloathed in a cloak, now entered, and
attempted to throw his castor in the ring, but by
some ill luck it fell outside of the ropes. Betting
was six to four on Dick and the takers shy. It is
usual at sessions, assemblies, and other public meet-
ings, to notice the nobs,—we beg to announce that
there were present, the Chairman of the Retford
sessions, on duty to prevent the fight ; the Baron
Grabbems, as the officers of the county, to order
them to desist from fighting. And among the
counsel wen, Mr Phil. Sampson, who was spe-
cially retained for the occasion ; Mr. Snob, from
Chelsea, who was to read all he knew to Mapping;
Mr. Gas, who was to throw a light upon it ; Mr.
Robinson, all the way from Yorkshire; Mr. Stock-
man,and several others of the cognoscenti well worsed
in sAience: and Bob Coates, who has proved that
one good pair of heels is worth two pair of hands.
In the absence of Fogo, Harry Potter was appointed
country commissariat, who pitched the ropes in ex-
cellent order. The number present could not be
less than 8000 people.