The Sun.
London, England, 1842-08-02 00:00:00

TOBACC,

Motion made, an
diately resolve itsell
divided ••••••

Actand, T. D.
Allis, John Peter
Arbuthnot, Hon. H.
Arkwright, George
WiWarn
Baldwin, C. Barry
Oaring, W. B.
holder°, Henry G.
Callaghan, Daniel
Chelsea, Viscount
Clerk, Sir G.
Colville, C. R.
Cripps, J.
Darby, George'
Dick, Quintin
Douglas, Sir Howard
Douglas, Sir C. E.
Eliot, Lord
frolliott, John

Bowring, Dr.
Brothertou, J.
Duncan, George
Martin, John

EXPORTATION OF WOOL.—It is a fact, not perhaps
known to our readers, that several clips of wool were this year
purchased in Kelso market for the purpose of direct exportation
to France and Germany. The gentleman who made these
purchases, to the amount of 6,0001., stated, that this had been
a growing trade for these last few years—that our own manu-
facturers were not able to purchase—that a quantity of wool
purchased last year at Leeds, &c., unmanufactured—and that,
but for the foreign manufacturers' demands, the price of wool
would have fallen this year at least 25 per cent. below that of
1841. Kelso Chronicle.

THE VICTIM OF A SAINTLY SCOUNDREL.—We
are sorry to learn that the Hon. Miss Murray—the victim of
the saintly scoundrel, John Knox Trotter, of Rallendeue, who
was outlawed the other day before the High Court of Justi-
ciary at Edinburgh—died on Thursday of a broken heart. It
says little for the press of Scotland; whether Whig, Tory, or
Radical, that they have hitherto concealed the sentence of
outlawry on this great culprit, from the view of the public.
The Gazette is the only paper that has yet named ltim in
Scotland. He ought to be hooted out of all society, whether
at home or abroad ; but because he is a rich man and a ruling
elder, very much attached to the side of the rebels (at least so
he often and pompously pretended), his atrocious transgressions
are winked at, and the Presbytery of his bounds make no move
for his excommunication. Infamous Scotch Reformers'
Gazette.

SINGULAR CIRCUMSTANCE.—OH Thursday last a
pavement stone on the road leading through Circus-place,
which had been laid down in the month of March, was ob-
served to be raised upwards of an inch from its bed, and, upon
examination, was found to be resting upon three large fungi,
two of which were each upwards of three feet six inches in cir-
cumference, or about fourteen inches in diameter. The stone
which was thus raised by the protusion from the earth of these
enormous mushrooms, measured three feet nine inches in
length, one foot eight inches in breadth, and four and a half
inches in thickness, and, we are informed, could not be less
than two and a half cwt.—Edinburgh Witness.
THE STATE OF BIRMINGHAM.—We regret that we
cannot corroborate the accounts of some of the Birmingham
newspapers in respect to the trade of the town. It is not, as
far as we can learn, better, but rather the other way. The
merchants, as a body, are comparatively without orders. The
manufacturers, on an average, do no more than half employ
their workmen, and their difficulties in procuring wages and
bearing stock for those they do employ are weekly increasing.
The shopkeepers, with a few exceptions, have little else to do
but dress and undress their windows, curtail their expenses, and
scrape together as they best can their rents and taxes. The
streets are daily crowded with objects of charity, some unde-
serving, but many, very many, really pitiable : whilst thousands
are pining, unseen, in cupbeardless and bedless abodes. That
such is the cruel condition of very many may be inferred from
the melancholy report of the Pawnbrokers' society, handed to
the Chamber of Commerce yesterday, in which it is stated
that their shops are daily beset by numbers of poor creatures,
craving loans of one penny, even upon some worthless rags, not
fitting for dusters. In a word, nearly every class in the town is
suffering, and this without any visible hope of a favourable
change. Even those that are well off do not contemplate
without fear the approach of winter. The be,t informed of
the real state of the country dread it. Such is the condition
of Birmingham, said, and we believe truly said, to be the most
prosperous town at the present moment in England. —Bit..
ntinghanr Journal of Saturday.
LiNcor.tv's I.NN.-111 consequence of the continual
accession of members to Lincoln's Inn, the benchers of that
arvient and learned Society have resolved on building a new
hal', and a contract has been entered into for that purpose.
The site chosen is nearly the centre of the terrace on the
western side of the garden overlooking Lincoln's Inn-fields.
A council chamber and library are to be added to the new
erection. The old hall will, it is presumed, be reserved for
the use of the Lord Chancellor when sitting out of term, as
hitherto. This Society was established In 1310, 'and has
iar,ked among its members many of the first luminaries of
the law.

NEWTON AND TOTNES BANKS.—We are authorised
to state that a further dividend of 15s. in the pound will be
:portly declared payable to the private creditors of Mr. Wise,
and which, with the ss. to be paid on the 3d of next month,
wi:l constitute the full sum of 20s. in the pound upon his sepa-
rate estate...— Western Times. _

THE LATE STORM:—The storm which visited the
metropolis and a few other places with such devastating effects
on Wednesday night and Thursday morning last, appears by
the provincial newspapers not to have been by any means gene-
ral throughout the country.
By a Parliamentary return of all mates of the
Royal Navy, it appears that the total number who have pasted
their examination for Lieutenants, up to 3d of March of the
present year, is 387, •

THE MAGAZINES.
TAI7' S MAGAZINE.
In the present chapters of Mrs. Gore's " Abednego,
the Money-lender," we find many of those light,
satirical touches for which this lady's novels have ever
been remarkable. Thus, speaking of a West-end Ex-
quisite, she says that he was one "whose notions of
the world might have been geographically defined, as
bounded on the north by Marylebone—on the south
by Lambeth—on the east by St. Martin's-lane—and
on the west by Kensington-gardens ;" and observes,
of a dull, respectable dinner-party, that "all was as
decorous as in the House of Lords, with the bench of
Bishops and the Woolsack acting as dead weights on
the buoyancy of human nature!" Mrs. Gore should
try her hand at comedy. Her fertile invention, and
her airy, sparkling, epigrammatic style are happily
suited to this department of literature, " Tennyspnts
Poems" is a favourable—but by no means unde-
servedly so,—notice of the works of a young and
fervid writer, whose genius is not yet sufficiently
appreciated. His " Locksley Hall," which we hap-
pened by chance to meet with a few weeks since, and
read through at a sitting with the deepest interest,
exhibits vigour—we might almost add—originality of
thought, sincere pathos, and alert and vivid fancy.
In " Bentham's Table-talk" occurs the following just
remark on duelling :—" The man who values himself
on his personal courage, independently of the applica-
tion made of it, values himself on that which is pos-
sessed in a higher degree by a tlog, especially when it
is mad." In his earlier years Bentham, it seems,
formed an attachm4nt to a lively young girl, to whom
he was introduced at the late Marquis of Lansdowne's.
The attachment was not returned by the fair object
of it ; but he retained it through life ; and thus
addresses her in the eightieth year of his age, nearly
sixty years from the period when he first met her at
Bowood ! There is something exceedingly touching
in his language, and in the tenacity with which,
through all the hanges of time and circumstance, he
clung to his first affection :—" I am alive, more than
two months advanced in my eightieth year, yet more
lively than when you presented me (nearly sixty years
ago !) with the flower in the green lane. Since that
day not a single one has passed, not to speak of nights,
in which you have not engrossed more of my thoughts
than I could have wished. I have still the piano-
forte on which you used to play at Bowood ; as an
instrument, though no longer useful, it is still curious;
as an article of furniture, not unhandsome ; as a
legacy, will you accept it ? I have a ring, with some
of my snow-white hair in it, and my profile, which
everybody says is like. At my death you will have
such another." We quote from the fourth Number
of the " Lays of Scottish History" the first portion of
a spirited poem on the invasion of Scotland by the
Norwegian King Haco, in the year 1263 :
From the ancient warrior land
• Haco, lord of Norway came,
Proud of heart, and strong of hand,
Scotland's Isles in arms to claim.
England, on thy western shore
Be not now the 'larum dumb !
Where the Norsemen raged before,
Thither Norsemen still may come.
Ostmen of Hibernia's Isle,—
Ye that Henry's liegemen hate,
Bid your mourning widows smile,—
Bid your swords for vengeance whet !
Late, from Norway's crowded coast,
Haco steered his ships afar :
Shouted loud his mighty host
O'er the deep 4 of Breydeyar.
O'er his ship of oak the gale
Stirred the banner's gorgeous fold
Round the prow and snowy sail
Mythic dragons shone in gold.
Men and ships—how great a band
Through the Hebrid Isles hath gone !
Crested warriors crowded stand ;
Mail-clad rowers ply them on. •
'Gainst him comes no foeman there,
But, with aiding ship and sword,
Homage paying, quick repair
Mona's prince and Isla's lord.
Who shall meet his vast array ?
Hark, the storm is answering !
Will the winds allegiance pay,
Or the tempest homage bring ?
Wandering in the stormy gloom,
Darkling moved the ships, and slow,
While the lightning's dart of doom
Paled the golden dragon's glow.
Vain to Cumray's rocks repair
Holy priests with bended knee ;
Vainly rose their chant of prayer—
" Miserere, Domine !"
Still the waters louder woke,
Sweeping o'er each woeful deck ;
And the billows, as they broke,
Downward crushed the shrieking wreck ;
Till the nearer shores of Clyde
Saw the mighty navy sail,
Rising o'er the surging tide,
Stoutly struggling with the gale.
Soon to land the Norsemen spring,
Gathering fast and gathering aye :
Alexander, Scotland's king.
Met at Largs the foe's array !
Near and far, with warning horn,
Swift the signal beacons flew
Hurrying there, from eve to morn,
Many a stalwart Scot, and true.
Clad in mail from head to heel,
}fasted thither knight and lord,
But the foremost foeman's steel
Rattled on a peasant's sword.

SPORTING REVIEW.

There are two engravings in the present Sporting
Review—one, a portrait of Attila, the winner of the
last Derby—a fine, strong, symmetrically formed ani-
mal ; and the other a cabin sketch on board a steam-
boat. This last is a highly humourous illustration.
As the wind is brisk, and the swell of the sea is con-
siderable, the passengers are all more or less affected
by sea sickness. Some are lying in their berths,
others are stretched full length on the floor in the most
desperate stage of the malady ; and to add to their
afflictions, the captain, accompanied by the mate, has
just entered the cabin to demand each sufferer's pas-
sage-money ! We can conceive no more pitiable
situation than to be called on to draw one's
purse-strings, at the very moment when one is
labouring under the horrors of sea sickness. It
is like heaping calamity on calamity. The letter-
press department of the Review exhibits a more
than ordinary variety. We have some graphic
sketches, entitled—" Wild Sports among the Hima-
layas," a lively account of a " Shark Hunt," off
Curacoa, and some interesting " Recollections of
Hungary," by Lord William Lennox.