The Sun.
London, England, 1829-02-24 00:00:00

THE LATE EARL OF BRIDGEWATER.

The two most remarkable events of the last few
days here have been the death of the Hon. and Rev.
Francis Egerton, Earl of Bridgewater, and the re-
presentation for the benefit of M. Laurent, director
of the Italian Opera. His Lordship's demise, with-
out inspiring much regret, has caused considerable
disappointment to a number of persons, who, from
their long and assiduous services, (and, from his
Lordship's bodily infirmities, caprices, and over-
weening vanity and pride, these must have been
hard services indeed), expected a substantial and
generous mention in his will. Such, however,
has not been the case. Of many of these persons
he has made no mention at all; and even those
who have been remembered have but small cause
to bless kis Lordship's memory. One instance will
suffice as a measure for the rest. A faithful servant,
who had been attached to him for four-and-twenty
or thirty years, has been left the magnificent bequest
of 1,000 francs (401.), not a year, but, as the French
say, une fois pa c. Even his Lordship's favourite
dogs, of which there were a great number, and which
were, during his lifetime, cherished like lordlings,
being fed with the most delicate morsels from their
master's table, and often from his own hand, were
allowed to dream away their luxurious existence
upon velvet carpets and tapestried sofas and chairs,
and went out to take the air in his Lordship's coach,
with a plumed, belted, and gold-embroidered chas-
seur behind, have not been left even the fee simple
of a franc to keep them in bread and water. A very
large portion (it is said 150,0001.) of his Lordship's
disposable property has been left to the British Mu-
seum, for a comparatively futile and useless purpose,
viz. the formation and conservation of a collection
of autographs, amongst which his own signs-manual
and manuscripts would, of course, occupy the first
and foremost rank—for the deceased seemed to have

formed a most exaggerated idea of his own im-
portance, either as a benefactor or ornament to so-
ciety, or was actuated by a most inordinate passion
for posthumous fame, to attempt to secure which he
has been at no little pains and expense. In order
that some remotely future age should at least have a
chance of knowing that a man called Francis Earl of
Egerton existed in the nineteenth century, he caused
an immense number of medals, with his bust on one
side, and his name, title, &c. on the other, to be en-
closed in thick glass or cbrystal, and hermetically
scaled. Numbers of these were sent to England,
America, various parts of the Continent, &e., to be
deposited in foundations of public buildings, under
the piers of bridges, and thrown into fountains, lakes,
and rivers. One of the last drives he took in and
about Paris was for the purpose of flinging, or rather
of having flung, in his presence, a number of_ these
enshrined medals into various parts of the Seine
Alas 1 poor human nature !—Morning Paper.

The exterior of Whitehall Chapel is under-
going repair, parts of the stone-work having become con-
siderably defaced. Divine service, however, continues to
be performed in the interior.

BUONAPARTE.—The Emperor, in conversa-
tion at St. Helena, said, " When I landed at Cannes all
the Parisian Journals announced the event in an article
commencing with ' Rebellion of Buonaparte;' five days
after they began with General Buonaparte is at Gre-
noble ;' eleven days later, ' Napoleon has made his entry
into Lyons ;' and, in twenty days more, ' The Emperor is
arrived at the Tuileries,'"—After his return to Paris in
1813, Napoleon reviewea his troops two days following in
the Place de Carousal. He recognised amongst the spec-
tators Mademoiselle Mars, who had pressed forward nearly
to the ranks in order to be able better to observe the scene
before her. Napoleon, coming up to her, said " What
brings you here, Mademoiselle Mars ; this is not a place
suitable for you." " Sire," answered the witty actress, " I
am tired of seeing the mock heroes of the stage ; I am here
to contemplate a real one."—Furet de Londres.

AGGRAVATED RAPE.-On Sunday evening
last, a most brutal attack was made upon the servant girl
of Mr. Atkinson, of Hay Close, in Hutton. She had been
on a visit to Kendal, and was returning home, when she
was accosted on the road by a wretch, saying, be wished
to see her home. She said she declined his company, and
quickened her steps ; when he immediately threw her
down, and holding a knife to her bosom, threatened her
life if she resisted his hellish purpose. She called out for
assistance, and made all the possible- resistance she was
able, when other two of the villain's companions came up,
and held her down by turns till the brutal deed was accom-
plished by the whole three. The names of the villains are
Fisher, Jennings, and Shepherd, three well-known despe-
rate characters, the two former of whom were apprehend-
ed, and underwent an examination on Tuesday ; Shepherd
has made his escape, but the hands of justice will soon
overtake him.— Westmoreland Advertiser.