The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1852-11-09 00:00:00

BRIGHT has not sported his impudent phiz. But all will
come forth in time, and by next Thursday the harmless

review of the I
charged into a

first day of the new Parliament may be
6 serious and a general battle. It has of

een studiously propagated that no combined party
be attempted on the first meeting of the
e. or indeed on this side of Christmas ; but this

to put the Government and their friends
off their guard : and I should not he astonished to find,
despite ell the hypocritical pretexts about giving a fair

be a rus

1 notwi

(ding the deceptive civilities passed

Jord JOHN RUSSELL to Mr. DISRAELI on Thursday
a cants belli got up on the Address, and an attempt

made to snatch a victory

by means of a surprise. They

be ab!e to s

teal a march upon so vigilant a

will har

r as DISRAELI ; but to him and to all his merrymen

I say, emphatically, put your trust in no pledges or pro-

fessions given by " gentlemen opposite ;" stand to your
guns, and be ready for action at all times and upon all

we in the capital are taking breath 'ere cona-

while the grand armies content

themselves with surveying each other's points of attack
and defence, while the preliminaries are being settled, and

es of honourable

arfare are being agreed upon,

nd squadrons posted throughout
the provi ces skirmish and make a tremendous noise.
From Manchester and Edinburgh reports come loud and
long—so loud that they completely bother the bearers,
and so long that nobody can get to the end of them.

the little detaci

News of battle ! News of battle !
Hark ! 'tis rattling down the streets,'

Shouts of COBDEN, BRIGHT, MACAULAY to the rescue,
come borne upon the wings of the wind, mingled with
the awful pop of ginger-beer bottles, and the formidable
vociferations of Edinburgh fish-wives. Weaskoneanother
in town here, what doeS au Lnis unnier mean r vv naLenu

appose they will gain by making the
welkin ring with their ear-splitting declamation ? Pro-
bably they have taken a lesson out of the Chinese book,
and think that they can frighten ministers into submission
to Manchester domination, by making horrible grimaces
and shocking noises, as the Celestials thought they could
frighten the barbarian English by exhibiting painted mon-
sters, and simulated fires. Whatever may have been the
hopes of the levellers of Manchester, or the Whig philo-
sopher and romancist of Edinburgh, they have been
miserably disappointed. The demonstrations about which
so much has been said, and from which such important
results were anticipated, have ended as they begun, simply
in smoke. The " amalgamation scheme" between the
cotton- spinning democrats and the place-preserving aristo-
crats of the snug family party is as far as ever from being
accomplished, and the " combined opposition in Parlia-
ment" is just where it was a month ago—nowhere.
Another great Jew question has been brought unex-
pectedly on the tapis, which is likely to cause extraordinary
excitement in Hounsditch and Holywell-street. This
time it is not whether a ROTHSCHILD or a SALOMANS
should be permitted to have a seat in Parliament, but
whether the Speaker and the House of Commons generally
should patronise " do,' old do,' " to the utter disregard
of new garments and clean shirts. That famed constitu-
tional authority, JOE HOME, has propounded that,
according to the provisions of Magna Charta and the Bill
of Rights, members of the House of Commons should
enjoy the fine Anglo-Saxon privilege of paying their cere-
monial visits to " the First Commoner in England," in
dirty boots, greasy inexpressibles, and threadbare wrap-
rascals,—or in purls naturalibus, after the manner of our
ancestors, if so disposed. Strange it is, that one who is a
Reformer in all things else should propose sticking to
"old habits," in the way of costume. No doubt it would
be " mighty convanient" for a certain squad of Radicals
and Romish ragamuffins to figure at Mr. SPEAKER'S
levees, without the necessity of borrowing a suit of decent
clothes, or going through the usual process of ablution ;
but it would also be exceedingly trying to the right hon.
gentleman's olfactory nerves, and would be decidedly
detrimental to the important " old clo' " interests. At
all events, the raising of this question has put Monmouth-
street in commotion, and MOSES and Sow are about to
agitate the country from one end to the other. They have
already a " new bill" in preparation on the subject.
Every ninth-part of a man in the metropolis is in arms
against HOME and his shabby proposal ; and I don't think
that either he or any of his supporters would at this

do the brawlers s

moment obtain a garment or tie from any patriotic snip

in the QUEEN'S dominions

The literary world has been amused by a very pretty
iusrrel between a pair of authors of the gentler sex, in
which the cuts and thrusts have been equally divided, and

ich much science in attack and defence has been
1. The two Honourable Mrs. NORTONS have been
at it, point to point and hilt to hilt, with all the grave and
high-bred skill to be expected from such combatants, and
the interesting duello is far from being concluded. In
fact, thP

ace only as yet made a few passes at each other,
but these have been made with hearty good will, and with
remarkable adroitness. What's in a name ? is a trite
question. By our lady ! there is much in a name, as this
honourable combat a mort attests. The origin of this
fair dispute is as poetically simple as that between AGA-
Emvolsr and ACHILLES. The Hon. Mrs. BLAND ERS-

NORTON writes a book of " Gossip," which she
advertises. Her publishers, by way of catch.penny, in
some of their puffs-preliminary suppress the " BLAND
ERSKINE," and announce the book as the work of " the
Hon. Mrs. NORTON." This naturally riles the real
SIMON PURE—the lady known to fame under that name
—the genuine Hon. Mrs. CAROLINE NORTON, poet
and novellist of celebrity. She incontinently takes
down her " BURKE'S Peerage," and finding therein that
the only lady who had the right to call herself the Hon.
Mrs. BLAND ERSKINE NORTON was recorded as defunct
seventeen years ago, she dashes off an epistle to the news-
apers charging Mrs. B. E. NORTON with being either a
lost or an imposter, and warning the public against the
kof " Gossip" as being a regular swindle. Upon this
Hon. Mrs. B. E. NORTON consults her glass, and
pinched herself, and resorted to other means of
self that she is not defunct, she forthwith

ing he

beds to give tangible proof that she not only lives but
-seeding vigour of body and mind, by inditing a
and writ in a bold Roman hand. She

«•es in ex

full of spi

convicts BLRKE of womanstaughter, and the Mrs. Noa-
TON Of indiscretion ; and challenges all the authors and

authoresses in the world to prove that she is not alive,
and jolly, and herself in propria persona. So the quarrel
stands ; but it cannot rest here, for where the flint of a