The Sun.
London, England, 1842-05-02 00:00:00

on Gray's Elegy is. sound, and neatly expressed, and
his general character, as a poet rightly appreciated.
He was a man of more, judgment than genius—More
erudition than imagination. Few really original pas-
sages are to he met with in his poems ; he was a pro-
digious borrower of the thoughts and images of
others but as he derived his allusions from the most
various and distant sources, and had the rare tact to
melt them down, and mingle them harmoniously with
his own conceptions, it is not Without considerable
difficulty And research that the extent of his loans can
be discovered. " May-day in the Country, and May-
day in Town is a seasonable article, full of pleasure-
able descriptions and reminiscences. "De Re •Vehi-
culari " is a lively account of the origin and progress
of coach-making, mixed up with learned, out-of-the-
way references, and quaint snatches of humour. The
writer wields.a ready pen, and has produced a very
agreeable' rambling essay. The " Premier at Home
and Abroad" is not amiss, so far as mere manner is
concerned, but it is far too enthusiastic in praise of
Sir Robert Peel, who is by no means a " fleaven-
born Minister," notwithstanding his Income-tax,
which—to our thinking---:has been suggested in a
quarter very remote indeed from Heaven ! The
"Enchanted Postilion " is a capital Irish story. We
subjoin a sketch of a scape-grace, Tim Ryan, who is
always getting himself into trouble :
Tim Ryan had got into a scrape: he had borrowed a
gun, and one fine morning, as he was sporting about in
his master's (Lord Kilskiddery's) plantations, he espied
a hare sitting in her form. Tim could not withstand the
temptation of the divil that superintends field-spprts, and
he shot the hare. On the report of the gun, Mr. Michael
Oregan, gamekeeper to my Lord Viscount Kilskiddery,
diligently dodged about until he caught Tim Ryan with
the hare thrust up behind his jacket, and tightly but-
toned up; and there it lay, the length of Tim's spine,
like a gipsy child a-pick-a-back, and would never have
been discovered at all, if the dog's that followed the'
gamekeeper had not been very fidgetty about Tim's per-
son, which occasioned Michael Oregan's eye to turn in
that direction, when he descried the tail of the hare just
emerging betwixt the skirts of Tim's coat, having been
squeezed out by the extraordinary pressure. The zealous
gamekeeper, who was no friend to Tim, laid hold of him,
and, ripping up his buttoning in a trice, puss fell to the
ground. " Ye villin I" he exclaimed, "ye we been depre-
dating my. Lord's preserves." Tim Ryan attempted to
excuse himself, by informing ,the gamekeeper, " that the
hare had jumped up his back of its own accord, to hide it-
self, because heheard a gun discharged."
Mr. Oregan shook his head, and implied that he did
not give perfect credence to this asseveration.
" Tim Ryan," said the honest gamekeeper, " if so be
as you'll give me a tinpenny, I'll not develope tomy Lord
Viscount Kilskiddery that you poached his game."
Tim was indignant. Ah, bathershin, Mike, an 'you
know I haven't got a tinpenny in the ‘t orld!"
Oregan went away with the hare, and reported the
whole metier to his Lordship.
On the following morning, Lord Kilskiddery, in the
presence of Captain O'Halloran ( who breakfasted with
hint), summoned poor Tim Ryan to a private examina-
tion, having made notes of the evidence of the game-
keeper. He sternly asked his postilion, how he dared to
destroy his game?
" Plaise your Lordship's honour and glory," replied
Tim, "I shot the hare by accident."
" By accident," remarked Captain O'Halloran.
" By accident," continued the postilion. " I was -firinr,r
at a bush, and the beast ran across my aim, all of his
own accord."

"The gamekeeper tells a different story," replied his
Lordship.
" °eh. don't put faith in what that man says," said
Tim Ryan, " when he niver cares about spaking the
truth any how. He tould me, t'other day, yer Lordship
was not so fit to fill the chair of justice as a jackass!"
" Ay, ay," exclaimed Viscount Kilskiddery, " indeed,
and what did you say?"
" Plaise yer Lordship, I said yer Lordship was."