The Sun.
London, England, 1829-09-02 00:00:00

MONTHLY MAGAZINE.

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• . We have been compelled to defer our notice
Ili; of this popular miscellany till to-clay. Its open-
i.l:: ing article on " Domestic Politics" is penned in
a vein of consummate eloquence and energy, but
-is throughout untenable in its facts. Indeed, it
reverses the usual order of things, and contrives
to build up a goodly and imposing superstruc-
ture on a very sorry foundation. The writer
displays infinite ingenuity, and much special
pleading, but is mistaken in every one of his
. premises. • He argues, in the first place, that the
country is on the verge of ruin—a fact which
party spirit usually contrives to find out and
dilate on, at least once or twice a year, with
no more reason than at present—secondly, that
the existing Administration is incompetent and
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unworthy of support from the nation. To these
two last charges we reply decisively in one word.
The present Government carried the Catholic
Question ! This one simple fact will be remem-
bered to its honour, when all the Ultra-Tories
who ever yet burdened tile country with their
locust-like visitation, lie mouldering and for-
gotten. " Conversazione" is a smart dialogue,
.tinged, however, with the taint of ill-judged
• politics. " Walks in Ireland" is a lively
characteristic description of that well-known place
of Irish amusement, Donnybrook Fair, and that
equally well known pugilist Sir Daniel Donnelly,
who is made, in Isis own quaint original manner,
to detail the particulars of a visit he once paid
to the " Prence Ilagin" at Carlton House, on
• which occasion he went up to tile Palace gate,
and " gave a little asy rap to show I wasn't
proud,"—a specimen of condescension on the
illustrious pugilist's part, that cannot be too
highly appreciated. " Aly Inabilities" is a pas-
sable enough article, with some pretensions to
satire. " Condition of the West Indian Slave
Population" is a temperate and able paper. ‘c The
Man of 111 Omen" is an admirably written tale,
replete with humour and incident. In its., style
it is quite epigrammatic. We subjoin a specimen :
" A man is never fitter for a hero than when he has
nothing to lose ; and as I compared the shrivelled wretches
that had robbed me, with my own full shaped and sinewy
limbs, I determined to begin by the usual end of heroism,
and turn collector of that harvest which one man sows and
another man reaps, which asks neither plough nor sickle,
and which finds its most arable field in the high road.—
] ly resolution might be slow, but my execution was rapid.
After a day and a night's march, I reached a small forest,
Where I sheltered myself at once from sight and from sun.
shine. A little village was at one end of it—an Arab
saint's tomb at the ether. In the shrine 1 found a priest,
who, instead of saying his prayers, was luxuriously in-
dulging himself on his carpet with coffee and a pipe. The
• sight was irresistible. I sprang upon him, knocked him
down with my naked hand, and, before he could recover
the blow or his astonishment, was master of his breakfast,
his purse, his carpet, and his pipe. Never was Mullah
more completely cleared of the temptation of this world.
Rut I ought to have robbed him of his voice ; for, long
before I could wind my way through the thicket, I heard
it calling after me iu all the names that African tongues
ever showered on the head of the spoiler. The whole vil-
' lege was instantly up in arms ; and where every living
creature, from the child of three years old to the man of a
hundred, carries his carbine or his bow as regularly as his
bead, I may be supposed to have been in danger. I fled
turough the forest like a hare. Shots fell thick among the
brambles round me. I saw the shrine, sprang in, and the
• Baines bones had thenceforth the honour of my companion-
ship. None thought of looking for me there. The
14fillah's business was done with his morning visit : he
had come to feed on the offerings, and he hated ultra-
activity as much as if he had been King of Spain. The
villagers dreaded the resting-place of so much sanctity, and
would have cut the throats of half mankind rather than
violate it by an intrusive sten. So, in that spot I re-
mained a week, incomparably -fed, so far as African ban-
quets go—thriving in flesh, though horribly ennuied. But
my trial drew to a close. One morning I observed alarge,
heavy-built man, with a countenance in which guile, good-
humour, dulness, and a love of good eating, were moulded
in every line, prowling about the tomb. My first idea was
to treat him as I had done the Mullah. But I was too
Well-fed to be hungry ; and the best time to meet even the
tiger is notoriously after he has had his breakfast. Wrap-
. Ped in my carpet, I approached the investigator courte-
ously. He at first cocked his pistols ; but his alarm was
turned into rapture when he discovered that I was human.
He had come out on a three months' journey to explore
the site of the temple of Jupiter Ammon. He was an
' English linen-draper, who, having acquired a taste for
, more sublime pursuits in one of the brilliant institutions of
' his country of philosophers, had thrown aside the mea-
suring of long-cloth for the measuring of every stone
within his reach. I found him at once civil and sullen,
crafty and gullible. I gave him full opportunity for the
exercise of his genius—cordially invited him to the hospi-
talities of the shrine—sold it to him, bones and all, for a
•• sum of money which would have purchased an African
principality—presented him with half .a-dozen inscriptions
in a dialect invented for the occasion, on the strength of
which he made up his mind to canvass his Royal Society ;
and, to complete his raptures and his collection, suffered
Lim to sketch me in my carpet, as a native chieftain in
the original costume of the Pharaohs. Till now all went
on swimmingly; but there was still a delicate transaction
to settle between us. I applied to him for the purchase-
looney of the tomb, out of the enormous bag of dollars
that he carried on his camel. The antiquarian asked
for delay. 1 saw the esprit boutiquier.• rising within
hint ; and, as his friend, I desired to lay it. He
offered me a bill at an immense date; but my affairs
required expedition. I refused the offer, and calmly told
him that those who attempted to injure me were always
unlucky. He was probably glad of the excuse for a quar-
rel ; and he replied by one of those In ief phrases in which
Englishmen couch such ready opinions of every thing that
stands in their way. I remembered his pistols, and bade
bhn a very good night. How lie enjoyed soy wish, I can-
not tell to this hour ; for I no sooner perceived the moon
to go down, than I emerged from my lair, piled one of
his camels with his trunk, slung the hag of dollars over the
hump of the other, and instantly set off at a steady pace of
seven miles au hour.
" Montesquieu, Bellew, and Lawyer Shell'
does great injustice to the abilities, both natural
and acquired, of the latter gentleman. There is,
too, an appearance of spleen and rancour about
the article which cannot be mistaken. " Notes
on the Month" are as usual, lively, desultory,
and satirical. On the whole the present number

is a very superior one.

We are sorry to learn that Mr. Justice BUR- r
honort continues very unwell at Bridgewater. Mr. I
PexiglNGTen visited him on Sunday last, and that gen-
tleman's teport of his health is by no means favourable. I
STORM AND INUNDATION.—It is with
feelings of a most painful nature we announce to our dis-
tent readers, that we are again visited with a truly alarm-
ing storm, which is raging with tremendous fury at the
Moment at which we write--Thursday afternoon, four
o'clock. There is a melancholy similarity in the present
storm to the ever-memorable one of the 3d inst., which
Las spread desolation and misery to so mournful an extent
throughout the North of Scotland, hut which has been
Peculiarly devastating in its effects in the county of Elgin.
The storm which is now exhausting itself round about us
enntmenced yesterday (Wednesday) evening a little after
nine o'clock—since which time it bas not had a moment's
cessation. We had fondly hoped last night, that before
the dawning of this morning, it would have spent itself;
but we have been disappointed. In the course of the night
it greatly increased in its fury ; and this morning, and
during the whole of the day, has blown one of the greatest;
hurricanes we ever remember to have witnessed. While
Ole winds have been tearing slates and tiles off houses, and
uprooting trees, the rains have descended, and are descend-
ing in prodigious torrenti. Alma ly we have too great
1."4011 to be apprehensive of being in the course of to-
morrow visited with an inundation almost, if not entirely,
es terrible as the one of the 4th inst,—Elgin Courier.

FROM THE GAZETTE OF LAST NIGHT.

BANKRUPTCY SUPERSEDED.
William Evans, Liverpool, grocer.
BANKRUPTS.

James Nick lls, Mitcham, Surrey, silk-manufacturer,
to surrender Sept. 11, at twelve, 15, at eleven, and Oct.
13, at ten, at the Court of Commissioners. Heald, Warn-
ford-court, Throgmorton-street.
Henry Bonham Hall, Twickenham, Middlesex, inn-
keeper, Sept. 8, at twelve, 18, at eleven, and Oct. 13,
at two, at the C mrt of Commissioners. Jemmett, King-
ston ; Lys, Took's-court, Chancery-lane.
Thomas Peter Adams, Cheapside, silkman, Sept. 8, at
eleven, 11, and Oct. 13, at ten, at the Court of Commis-
sioners. Jones, King's Arms-yard, Coleman-street.
Matthew Seymour lonn, Oxford-street, linen-draper,
Sept. 4, at eleven, 8, at nine, and Oct. 13, at ten, at the
Court of Commissioners. Stokes and Hollingsworth,
Cateaton-street.
Charles Davis, Charles-street, Soho-square, Sept. 8,
15, at twelve, and Oct. 13, at eleven, at the Court of
Commissioners. Spyer, Broad-street-buildings.
Richard Pridham, Great Torrington, Devonshire, draper,
Sept. 18, 19, and Oct. 13, at one, at the Commercial-
rooms, Bristol. Vizard and Blower, Lincoln's-inn-fields ;
Gregory and Smith, Bristol.
George Northall Bates, Birmingham, Warwickshire,
refiner of metals, Sept. 15, at four, 16, and Oct. 13, at
two, at the Union inn, Birmingham. Holtne, Frampton,
and Loftus, New-inn, London ; Bartlett, Birmingham.
John Broadhurst, West-Heath, Congleton, Chester,
silk-throw ter, Sept. 24, 26, and Oct. 13, at two, at the
Macclesfield Arms Hotel, Macclesfield. Higginbotham,
Macclesfield ; Clarke, Richards, and Medcalf, Lincoln's-
inn-fields.