The Sun.
London, England, 1829-08-06 00:00:00

ARRIVALS AT TUNBRIDGE WELLS.

Rev. Mr. Mills, Rev. Mr. Kelson, Mr. and Mrs. Hilder, Mrs.
Benson, Mr. Lloyd, Rev. Mr. Crawley, Mrs. Crawley and family,
Mr. Rogers and son, Mr. Lewis, Mr. H. Griffith and friend, Mr.
W. B. Lennard, M.P., Mr. Smith, Mr. Hughes, Mr. and Mrs.
Mercer and family, Mrs. and Miss Cheap, Mrs. Rowlinson, Miss
Carter, Mrs. Meleux and family, Mrs. Factor, Mrs. Brewyeure,
Mr. and Mrs. Laugher, Mr. and the Misses Horsenails, Count
Verouski, Monsieur Vaikleur, Mr., Mrs., and the Misses Loyd
and friends, Captain Heathcot, Mr. Davidson, Mr. and Mrs.
Allnutt and friend, Mr. and Mrs. Hennesey, the Earl and Coun-
tess of Chichester, Lord Kinnaird and the Hon. Arthur Kin-
naird, Mrs. Wild and family, Mrs. and Miss Bethell, Rev. Mr.
and Mrs. Green, Colonel and Mrs. Hugh Baillie and family, Mrs.
Levingstone, Mr. Cohen, Mrs. Francis Lloyd, Mr. and Mrs.
James Peirce, Hon. Mrs. Pelham, Mrs. and Miss Davis, Mrs. and
Miss T. Clarke, Capt. Freeman.

The Duke and Duchess of CLARENCE ar-
rived in town about eleven o'clock yesterday morning
from their residence in Bushy Park. Soon after their ar-
rival the Princess SOPHIA came to pay a visit to their
Royal Highnesses, and was accompanied on her return to
the King's Palace, at Kensington, by the Duchess of
CLARENCE.

The Duke of WELLINGTON left his residence
in Downing-street yesterday morning, and proceeded to the
Royal Lodge in Windsor Park, where his Grace had an
audience of the Knic, and afterwards returned to town
about five o'clock iu the afternoon.

Despatches were sent off yesterday evening
from the Colonial Office, for the Hon. General PoNsorun",
the Lieutenant-Governor of Malta, and also to Sir G.
Dow, the Lieutenant-Governor of Gibraltar.

Several Gentlemen of the Committee of West
India Merchants and Planters, headed by Mr. G.
Hia-
aERT, attended at the Treasury yesterday, and had a con-
ference with the CHANCELLOR of the EXCHEQUER.

The Prussian Minister had an interview with
the Earl of ABERDEEN yesterday, at the Foreign Office,
Downing-street.

The LORD MAYOR transacted business yes-
terday at the Treasury.
The ATTORNEY-GENERAL and the KING'S
AnvocArz transacted business yesterday at the Foreigm
Office.

Sir ALEXANDER GRANT entertained some
of the Cabinet Ministers and a select party to dinner yes-
terday, at his residence in Privy Gardens.
The residence of the Duke of CUMBERLAND
in the King's Palace, St. James's, has undergone a thorough
and substantial repair, both in the interior and also its ex-
terior. The drawiug-room, and several rooms en suite
leading to it, have a most splendid and elegant appearance ;
they have been papered with a handsome crimson flock-
paper, the cornices of the rooms and the mouldings have
been newly gilt, and the furniture, some of which is new, is
very elegant. The Duke of CUMBERLAND left London at
a very early hour on Tuesday morning, to meet his Duchess
and Prince Gronos, who are on their way to England,
and accompany them to London.

We understand that so large a sum has been
given for the copyright of the " Life and Correspondence
of Locke," by Lord KING, that it is not in contemplation
to publish it in any other than its present form, of which
a very large impression has been printed to supply the ex-
pected demand.

BURKE'S NEW PEERAGE AND BARONET-
A6E.—Thib popular work, the third edition of which has
recently appeared, justly deserves to be considered as a
History of the British Nobility. It is enriched by a va-
riety of personal anecdotes, never before published, rela-
tive to many illustrious houses, in addition to numerous
authentic details connected with their lineage, and com-
municated to the author by the noble inheritors of the
titles. The volume, containing 900 pages of letter-pre e,
is mereover illustrated with upwards of 1,500 heraldic
plates, is printed in double columns with a remarkably
clear and beautiful type, and comprises a quantity of mat-
ter equal to no less than twelve octavo volumes!
TRAIT OF A PRIVATE SOLDIER.-JAS.
MANSFIELD, a private soldier of the 45th regiment, was,
with many others, left wounded on the field at Talavera ;
and when circumstances permitted these men to be re-
moved from it, a report was made to his Captain that
MANSFIELD refused any assistance, but begged to see hill
where he lay. His Captain went accordingly ; and after re-
remonstrating with him, was answered, " It is of no use,
Sir—my hour is come ; but I have two requests to make,
which I rely on you to answer justly." " Have I done
my duty as a good and brave soldier e" "Most undoubt-
edly, MANSFIELD; like an excellent one." " The se-
cond is, that you will promise that the balance of my
accounts shall he transmitted to my wife." " I promise
It shall be faithfully done." " Well, then, I die happy
and contented." It was the spirit of ABERCROMBIE in
the humblest rank of the army.— United Service Jour.

The last New York Papers state that Ex-
Sheriff PARKINS killed a mad dog in the streets of that
city, on the 3d of July, by knocking him down and run-
ning him through with a cane sword.

A curious case of crim. con. came on for

hearing on Tuesday before the Tribunal of Correctional
Police at Paris. An artisan named Fasces was the plain-
tiff, and one of his friends, named LIAIS, and the wife of.
FARGIS, the defendants. The fact of adultery was not
denied ; but it was shown that the plaintiff had been privy
to and approver of the conduct of his wife, as he had not
only consented to her cohabiting with Lials, but even
gave him a promissory note for 300 franca for her main-
tenance. This note not being paid when due, FARGIS
was threatened with an action for the recovery of the
amount, on which he took vengeance by prosecuting the
parties for adultery. The defendants were declared guilty,
but considering the infamous participation of the husband
in their guilt, the Tribunal sentenced Madame FARGIS to
imprisonment for only three months, and her paramour for
one month.— Galignani's Messenger.
On Monday night about 11 o'clock, as a gen-
tleman of the name of SCOTT, accompanied by his wife,
was passing along St. John's-street, Clerkenwell, he was
knocked down and robbed of a valuable silver hunting
watch and two gold seals, by three desperate villains, who
appeared to be lying in wait near the Bull public-house.
He seized hold of the fellow who bad possession of the
watch, and struggled hard to secure him, until he should
obtain assistance, for which he loudly cried ; but being
violently assaulted by the other two, who beat and kicked
him all over the body, lie was obliged to let him go, and
they all effected their escape. One remarkable circum-
stance attending this daring act of highway robbery is,
that the watchman is said to have been near at hand all
the time.

THE BOOK OF THE BOUDOIR, 2 Vols.
LONDON, 1829.

The first volume of thiii work is one of the
most amusing awl miscellaneous of any that has
yet proceeded from the pen of Lady Morgan.
It is anecdotical, critical, metaphysical ; spiced
with humour, and sarcasm, and raillery ; and
penned in that easy flowing style of eloquence
so peculiar to the old French .memoir writers,
of whose manner it is a manifest, and, we may
add, a successful imitation. The second volume
is less acceptable, for this reason, it is more pe-
dantic and ambitious. Her ladyship there busies
herself occasionally with abstruse topics, and
throws off a dogma, or shows up a fallacy, with

all the assurance of a thorough-bred metaphy-
sician. Yet we know not that we ought to con-
demn this assumption, for it is really one of the
principal charms of the work. It serves to im-
part a decided tone and character to it ; to give
it a mark, likelihood, and individuality; to flavour
it and keep it " green,"—as Mr. Moore would
say—in memory. Lady Morgan gives us a
taste of every thing in the shape of sentiment,
criticism, anecdote, and metaphysics. She cuts
a joke in one page, moralizes in a second, tells an
anecdote in a third, flings down an apophthegm

in a fourth. At one moment she is all diffi-
dence and apprehension, at another she ex-
hibits a model of easy assurance. Now she
shows herself off as a patriot, now as a politician,
and now as a woman of fashion and frivolity.
In every case, however, whether patriot, aristo-
crat, critic, or metaphysician, she renders herself
exceedingly agreeable, though we must confess
we prefer her most, where she is most lively.
Her serious matters are very serious matters in-
deed, and have a stiff, forced, unnatural air about
them, like Dominic Sampson's laugh, which
caused his landlady to miscarry. In addition
to this we have to blame her Ladyship for her
perpetual sneers at Johnson. This is either a
proof of bad taste, ignorance, or of a childish
wish to appear original. Does the authoress of
those very silly and now forgotten fictions, the
" Novice of St. Dominick," the " Wild Irish
Girl," the " Missionary," " Ida of Athens,"
" St. Clair," &c., really imagine that the man
who penned " Rasselas," who criticised Pope,
Dryden, and the metaphysical poets of Eng-

land, who wrote that masterly pamphlet, un-
rivalled in style and vigour, the " Falkland
Islands," and paraphrased Juvenal with a grave
majesty scarcely inferior to the original—does
her Ladyship imagine that such an author was
really as insignificant as she would lead us to
infer ? If so, we conjure her, with all speed,
to drop so preposterous a notion. The gruff
old lion of Bolt-court, however purblind in
some of his opinions, and beset with pre-
judices for which the age was more
to blame than himself, was a giant com-
pared with the pigmy philosophers of the pre-
sent day, and will be read with wonder and
delight, years after the Cockney metaphysicians
and petticoat politicians of 1829 are forgotten.
But we are in no humour to quarrel with Lady
Morgan ; with all her faults she is a delightful
clever writer, and even her conceits are better
than the correct prosings of some others that
we could name. What, for instance, can be
more animated than the style of the subjoined

extract ?
"In the long list of biographical egotism, I know bu

of two persons who have got out of the scrape hand-
somely ; Caesar, the tactician in taste as in war, with his
third person, , and Buonaparte, who talks of his
splendid views, and wondrous combinations, in a manner
that makes the individuality of the man disappear before
his powerful and personified intellect. I allude to the
sketches and scraps dictated by him to Las Casas, &c. at
St. Helena. His life was a perfect epic—one great dra-
matic action. What a subject he would have been for
Shakspeare ! There is nothing of scenic effect in Richard
the Third, or Julius Caesar, finer than the picturesque
situations so carelessly traced by the military pen of Ro-
vigo. For instance—Buonaparte crossing the Red Sea at
the head of his legions, precisely where Moses led his
Israelites ; the peril in which his dauntless daring placed
his devoted followers ; and his saving them by one of
those rapid decisions of mind which characterize the in-
genuity, as well as the firmness of genius. In all the
great exigencies, the man, as well as ' the woman, who
deliberates, is lost !'
Another scene, still more picturesque occurred the
night before the battle of Austerlitz,—the moon shining
at its full upon the field, strewn with legions of the brave,
who all, save the watch guards, slept,—how many soon to
sleep for ever !—the Emperor, in the midst of his army,
stretched upon straw, under a rude shed, raised over his
head by the tenderness of his soldiers, and sleeping so pro-
foundly that his aid-de-camp was compelled to shake him
roughly, when it was necessary that he should be roused
to learn some movement of the enemy—his instantly
vaulting on his saddled horse—his gallop to the out-post,
and perilous survey of the Russian manoeuvre—his return
to his bivouac—his being recognised by the drowsy troops,
whose rest his horse's tramp had broken,—their cry, of
vine l'Empereur !—the lighting of straw torches, a spon-
taneous honour to their chief, till the whole field blazed—
his return to his couch, and to that deep sleep from which
he was to awaken to the crowning victory of his great
career, that laid the throne of the western Caesars at his
feet, and placed the destinies of the Emperors of the East
in his hands !

" One picture more, and I have done. The time, the
evening before the battle of Jena, when Napoleon found
the artillery, which was to open the action, blocked up in
a rocky ravine, from which it could neither advance nor
retreat. His concentrated rage, his terrible silence, un-
broken by one reproach of the unskilful Commandant—
his instant decision, activity, and remedy of the evil. Re-
suming his first vocation of a working engineer, he hastily
gathers the cannoniers round him, distributing to one a
torch, to another a pickaxe. Then placing himself at
their head, he clears the brambles, cleaves the rocks, and
opens a passage for the guns; and when the first carriage
has passed, returns again to those obedient slumbers,
which, like all else, then awaited on his powerful will."
It is curious to mark the amazing assumption,
affectation, and pedantry, that of late years have
crept even into our lighter literature. One
novelist gravely sets down the inhabitants of
Russell and Bedford Squares as barbarians unfit
to be associated with ; another condemns all
who use steel forks at dinner ; a third denounces
the lovers of port wine ; and now we have
Lady Morgan, stepping oracularly forward, and
asserting that " the man who visits you in the
morning in a milk-white waistcoat, or the
woman who in the evening, when she is an-
nounced, stops to make a curtsey at the
door of your drawing-room, must be wholly
beyond the pale of social redemption.", How-
ever innocent, however amusing such affectation—
and our modern novels abound in it—may appear,
it is not without its effect on an age which is no-
toriously influenced by the authority of a few
glittering names in literature, and is but too

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,ealthy, for the false and the affected in intel-
Acct. For this reason we feel bound to enter
our' protest against it ; private and individual
coxcombry is harmless and may be tolerated; but
when is taints the current literature of a
nation, and even finds admirers and imitators, it
becomes a public nuisance.
We have said that Lady Morgan is pedantic :
we repeat that assertion. She has an absurd
trick of mixirg up French and Italian phrases
with her English, and, above all, of coining words
which are utterly without meaning. For instance,
she uses " popularized" for the acquisition of
popularity—" impulsion" for impulse—" pre-
coce" for precocious—and a variety of other ex-
pressions which are significant of any thing rather
than sense or judgment. Having said thus much
in condemnation of the authoress of that delight-
ful tale " O'Donnell," we shall now hasten to
make—as far as we can with justice—the amende
honorable by asserting that the " Book of the
Boudoir" is a brilliant, animated, entertaining,
and even instructive Miscellany. We forgive its
quaintnesses and conceits, fbr the sake of its
talent, its candour, and the air of bonhommie
that pervades it.

CIDER.—The fact, I believe, is this, that
;here will be cider enough made this year in Somerset-

shire and Devonshire to last the inhabitants for seven

years, without the assistance of a bushel of malt. The
trees are literally groaning beneath the weight of apples;

and the boughs bend to the earth, although the apples
are not yet more than half the size and weight that they
will be when ripe."— Correspondent of a Morning Paper.
HOW TO STOP A RUNAWAY HORSE.-A
few days ago, two boatmen having resolved to become

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competitors for the cup at the ensuing Regatta, took their
boat over to the New Ferry, on the Cheshire shore, to fit
her up for the occasion. When the tide fell, the boat
which they intended to haul up to be painted was left high
and dry on the beach, and having procured a small cart
they packed into it the masts, sails, and other appurte-
nances, including a cable and anchor, and were proceed-
ing with them to the ferry-house, when the horse, a
powerful animal, took fright, and furiously dashed along
the shore. Finding all their endeavours to arrest his pro-

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gress in vain, anti apprehending, as one of them said,
that they should " upset" or " founder," a parley was
held as to how they should act. " Shiver my timbers,"
said Jack, " let go the anchor!" _ No sooner said than

done. A turn was taken round the trams or " bits" of
the cart, and at the words " Let go !" down went the
anchor over the stern, and the cable was paid out. In a
moment the cable came to its tension, the anchor was

plowed into the gravel, and, holding firmly, the furious
animal was brought to a stand-still, surprised at finding a
" stopper" put so suddenly to his " course." " There
now !" said Jack, " that's what 7 call bringing the ship
up all standing !" We would recommend some of the
young gentlemen who sport their tits in the neighbouring
lanes, or along the north shore, and who are but indif-
ferent horsemen, to take a hint from the cool contrivance
of these tars in a gale, and carry a small anchor and
cable behind their saddles in case of accidents.—Liver-
pool Albion.

Two men, named JAMES GRANT and Wm.
ROBINSON, attempted to poison a woman at a public •
house in the Side, in this town, where they had all been
drinking together, on Wednesday afternoon last, by putting
laudanum, with which some deleterious powder had pre-
viously been mixed, into two glasses of rum and ale they
gave her to drink. The woman had some few shillings
upon her, it appears, which, no doubt, as in one or two
recent cases in Scotland, were the incentives to this daring
and felonious act. She was soon afterwards taken ill.—
On being charged with the offence, ROBINSON made off,
throwing a vial bottle away, on which was marked the
word " laudanum ;" but GRANT was secured, and taken
before a Magistrate, by whom he was sent to prison, to
wait the apprehension of ROBINSON, who was the buyer
of the poison, and after whom the officers are in search.
The stomach-pump had to be three times applied, after the
poor woman reached the Infirmary, before the contents
were discharged ; but she is now, though exceedingly de-
bilitated, in a fair way of recovery.—Between ten and
eleven o'clock on the morning of the same day, a person
named WATKINS, who had arrived bnt a few days before
from London, was found suspended by the neck in a bed-
room of the Swan with two Necks public-house, Painter-
heugh, in this town, quite dead. He cheerfully bade the
landlady good night the preceding evening, saying be was
tired, and it would probably be late before he came down
stairs the following morning ; which was unfortunately too
true, for he never again came down alive. He is said to
have been connected with the India-house, in the tea-trade,
and to have left a wife and two children in London.—
Newcastle Courant.

JOHANNA SOUTHCOTE.—It seems that there
are yet people in the world so brutishly ignorant, or so
monstrously wicked, as to believe, or pretend to believe,
in the doctrines of this bungling impostor. Three wor-
thies, wanderers from some corner of England, and con-
fessedly her disciples, are in town, and have been lately
holding forth in the character of apostles in the vicinage.
We chanced to meet them in Prince's-street the other day,
and more suspicious-looking gentlemen never came under
our observation. Two of them are tall and middle-aged,
and one is evidently consumptive. The third is youthful,
but deports himself quite as gravely as his seniors. They
are all dressed in a sort of uniform, somewhat Quakerish
in its cut, but without the attribute of cleanliness which
appertains so especially to the broad-brim sect. Their
beavers are in colour a dirty white, and serve them for
umbrellas in rainy weather, and for parasols when the sun
threatens to spoil their complexions, which would be no
easy matter. Their coats are true blue, and, as far as we
could discover, buttonless ; nevertheless, the cloth is good,
and the cutter has done his duty. Their unmentionables
are drab, and drab also are the continuations. But the
strongest feature about them is the enormous longitude of
their beards, which are as grim and grizzly as the tuft on
the under jaw of a he goat. They abominate the use of
razors. The consumptive gentleman, who probably was
originally bred a tailor, is evidently on his last legs. As
far as their vesture enabled us to judge, they find their
mission a lucrative calling. Where the money comes from
that supports them in these bad times, when people have
so little to spare, even on licensed priests, we cannot con-
jecture. It is but fair to add, however, that they are re-
puted to be sober and orderly men. One of them was
seen carrying a new table the other day, so they probably
apply themselves to some useful calling when the spirit is
not upon them.—Edinburgh Paper.
SCHOOL LITERATURE.—Mr. GUY, the suc-
cessful author of some of our best Books on Education, has
just published a new work, that must add largely to his
reputation in this important branch of literature, and will,
no doubt, be well received by every respectable academy in
the Empire. It is written for universal use, being as use-
ful to the young scholar as to the more advanced student.
The work is called " Guy's General School Question
Book ;" in which each question, in a regular series, is fol-
lowed by its appropriate answer ; not only in Ancient and
Modern History, in which the whole is arranged in chro-
nological order, but also in Biography, Geography, Astro-
nomy, Heathen Mythology, Classical Phraseology, and a
great and interesting variety of Miscellaneous Subjects, the
whole tending to enlarge the boundaries of juvenile know-
ledge by increasing its stores; and thus by blending such
a course of general information with sound classical, or
liberal learning, to raise the better superstructure of School
Education. Mr. Guy in his own advertisement thus ex-
plains its uses :—" To supply youth with a compendium
of General History has been the first object of this manual.
As such, it exhibits not a confused and multifarious assem-
blage of ill-arranged questions ; but a well-digested abstract
of both Ancient and Modern History and Biography, from
the creation to the present time, in a regular series, with
the dates affixed, embracing the most prominent features
of ten Ancient, and eighteen Modern Kingdoms and States;
with the principal revolution of the most illustrious
nations ; and, perhaps such a body of historical matter has
seldom been compressed in so moderate a volume. The
second part comprises interesting questions on Geography,
Astronomy, and Miscellaneous Subjects; not on subjects
that may or may not be known by the well educated, but
such as every parent and every instructor would deem
altogether essential in a course of liberal education. The
work has been drawn up with great care, from the most
authentic sources, and accommodates itself to every class of
learners; serving, first, as a daily course of reading among
the lower forms; and afterwards, as a regular course of
study, during the last years of juvenile instruction.