The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1836-11-08 00:00:00

Vamp.

THE BRIDAL DAY.-BY L. E. L.

('From Fricndship's Offering for 1837.)

She leans beside ler mirror, in her old accustomed place.
Yet something unfamiliar is on her lovely face
She wears a wreath, a snow-white wreath, which yet she never wore—
It gives a paleness to the cheek, unknown to it before.

The maiden goeth to the grove, and of the flowers lx.-aeath,
She takes the lily or the rose, to bind her midnight wreath;
But of one plant she gathers not, though fair its blossoms be,
Only the bride hath leave to wear buds from the orange-tree.

Ohce, only once, that wreath is worn—once only may she wear
The pale white wreath of orange flowers within her shining hair ;
They wear, upon their soft wan bloom, the shade of coming years ;
The spiritual presence is around of human hopes and fears.
Aye, let her soft and thoughtful eyes upon her mirror dwell,
For, in that long and tender look she taketh her farewell
Of all her youth's unconsciousness—of all her lighter cares,
And for a deeper, sadder life—a woman's lot—prepares.
She leaves her old, familiar place—the hearts that were her own ;
The love to which she trusts herself is yet a thing unknown :
Though at one name her cheek turn red, though sweet it be to hear,
Yet for that name she must resign so much that has been dear.
It is an anxious happiness—it is a fearful thing--
When first the maiden's small white hand puts on the golden ring ;
She passeth from her father's house unto another's care ;
And who may say what troubled hours, what sorrows wait her there ?
Ah ! love and life are mysteries, both blessing and both blest;
And yet how much they teach the heart of trial and unrest;
Sweet maiden,while these troubled thoughts 'mid bridal fancies sweep.
Well mayst thou pensive watch the glass, and turn aside to weep.

THE MUFFLED DRUM.-By MRS. HE Ns.

The muffled drum was heard
In the Pyrenees by night,
With a dull, deep, rolling sound,
Which told the hamlets round
Of a soldier's burial rite.

But it told them not how dear
In a home beyond the main,
Was the warrior youth laid low that hour,
By a mountain stream of Spain.

The Oaks of England wav'd
O'er the slumbers of his race,
But a pine of the Ronceval made moan
Above his lone place:

When the mused drum was heard
In the Pyrenees by night,
With a deep, dull, rolling sound;
Which call'd strange echoes round
To the soldier's burial rite.
Brief was the sorrowing there,
By the stream from battle red,
And tossing on its wave the plumes
Of many a stately head;

But a mother—soon to die,
And a ~ister-long to weep,
Ev'n then were breathing prayer for him,
In that home beyond the deep :

While the.rnuffied drum was heard
In the Pyrenees by night,
With a dull, deep, rolling sound,
And the dark pines mourned round
O'sr the soldier's burial rite.

CON7'EMPORARY PRESS.

LOUD GLENELG IN INVERNESS.—One would have
thought that, from past experience, the ennobled secre-
tary for the colonies, under the O'Connell ascendancy,
would have regarded Inverness with feelings the reverse
of friendly or agreeable. In that county, he was des-
tined to suffer the most inglorious defeat that ever over-
took a place-hunting and unprincipled politician. That
was the scene of a galling hunrkiliation indeed; for he was
turned adrift not from any sudden caprice, but after a fair
and deliberate trial. He was put in the balance and found
wanting. The constituency of Inverness marked him
with the brand of an O'Connellite and anti-protestant
slave—nor could the balsam of a peerage heal the wound
which the verdict of his own countrymen inflicted. With
what view, then, he should appear as a public man before
the people of the northern capital, we cannot comprehend,
unless indeed he intended to remind the world of the fact,
that a liberal ministry were compelled by the honest de-
cision of a high-spirited constituency to pitch-fork one of
their chief officials info the House of Lords, in order to
give him a seat in parliament.
Lord Glenelg, however, is not very nice in matters of
this kind, and accordingly he very greedily accepted an
invitation to dinner from the rump of the Inverness
whigs. Such invitations, alas do not often fall in the
way of a whig minister—and Lord Glenelg was not the
man to throw away a dinner. Accordingly last Friday
a body of individuals assembled to receive his lordship,
when it was resolved to give the affair a political turn,
although originally the party met merely for a convivial
purpose—that of congratulating the noble secretary upon
his creation. Every expedientwas adopted to obtain a
full attendance—tickets were given to a number of poor
fellows—all were pressed into the service; but notwith-
standing, the turn out was comparatively meagre and
insignificant.

AS for the speeches delivered by the ennobled. secre-
tary, what could be said by Charles Grant y What prin-
ciple has he not advocated? what party has he not sup-
ported ?—tory, whig, liberal, and radical—everything
by turns and nothing just as long as it suited his interest.
The colleague of Castlereagh, Canning, Goderich, Wel-
lington, Grey, Melbourne—here is a politician of_ the
true omnibus kidney What was Charles Grant..twenty
years ago ? The creature of his own interests. What
was he yesterday ? The creature of his own interests.
What is he to-day ? The creature of his own interests.
What will he be to morrow ? The creature of his own
interests; and so will he remain to the end of the chap-
ter. • Was there ever a more consistent individual? The
Vicar of Bray was an ass to Charles Grant.
We feel as if we were guilty of an act of folly in re-
ferring to any oration pronounced by, thif Minister of
Clouts,--" this thing of shreds and patches." . But it
must be remembered that a speech from Lord Glenelg
is •a rarity—he may be heard snoring on the treasury
benches, but as he does not, on such occasions, articulate
very distinctly, we ought to be thankful when he indi-
cates his pretended opinions in sounds of an intelligible
order. He has somehow obtained the reputation of an
eloquent speaker, and we admit that he is by no means
the smallest of the wholesale dealers in types and meta-
phors—but to say that he is a statesmanlike or a philo-
sophical speaker would make a gib-cat laUgh at such
absurdity. We take leave to say that his recent speech
at Inverness was a tissue of the dreariest drivel and the
most thread-bare tinsel that were ever patched together
in the shape of a speech.
But what has Lord Glenelg to say for his ministerial
colleagues? Their great merit in his eyes is that the
whig-radical cabinet .rest their principles on the same
foundation as the cabinet of Earl Grey. Now this is a
merit which everybody, not an idiot, denies them to pos-
sess. Lord Glenelg cannot show upon 'what other
ground it was that Lord Stanley, Sir James Graham,
Lord Ripon, and the Duke of Richmond, left the minis-
try, and were followed by Earl Grey himself. Why
was it that these distinguished individuals opposed the
present ministry during the last session ? But if this
fact will not satisfy Lord Glenelg, what has he to say
of O'Connell's declaration made .at Glasgow, that the
whims now in power are totally different from the wings
of ['oar years ago? Yet with such evidence this sleepy-,
headed seeretary asserts that they are the same How
is such drivel to be answered ?
Lord Glenelg touched upon the. appropriation clause,
and defended it on the ground that its t hject was to af-
ford education to the Irish people.-.Loril Glenelg knows
—he must know—that such is not its object. It is in-
tended to take from the Protestant Church a portion of
its revenues, professedly with the ulterior view of de-
voting the miscalled surplus to educational purposes—
but the principle cannot come into operation before half
a century. Had lie said that the cause was designed to
provide instruction, such as it is, for the next genera-
tion or the one following, there would have been sonic
truth in his statements—which, as it stands, is a gross
delusion. But Lord Glenelg also knows that the oppo-
nents of the appropriation clause have no objection to
provide means for instructing the Irish people, and that
consistently with a regard to the 'rights of the Protest-
ant Church. On this point, however, he said nothing.
With respect to the other topics introduced in his -dis-
course, they consist of the most vague and general al-
Insions—sorne of which are so obscure as to be perfectly
incomprehensible. The admirers of taudry declamation
and faded flowers of speech will, perhaps, find something
to praise in his lordship's style—but to us nothing ap-
pears so revolting as the whited sepulchre of O'Connel-
ism, embodied in this set and studied, though rapid ora-
tion.—Edinburgh Evening Post.

LGNDOLV LAW REPORT.

WESTMINSTER COURT OF REQUESTS.

A VERY DELICATE APPETITE.—A great gawky boy, named
Walter, summoned a Mr. Freestone for 2s. the balance due for
wages. Another great gawky boy, thesson of Mr. Freestone,
appeared for his father.
Mr. Boy Freestone tried to come a little bit of the lawyer
over the court, and, in a squeaking tone observed, that his papa
was summoned in the wrong name; this after due delibera-
tion, was overruled. The defendant then broke out "all him-
self." '

He didn't bought to have no wages not at all—(laughter.)
By the court—Be good enough to tell us why.
Defendant—because he always robbed the -larder, and one
night eat hup a whole mouse-buttock, and throw'd all the fat.on
it into the dust hole—(immense laughter.) Then he was, always
a poking his fingers in the butter and a licking on 'em and one
day, just afore dinner, he went and drink't up all the gravy ;
and then has for happels, why we couldn't keep one in the house;
and my father 'sposes that, while he was along of us, he het hup
above B'J pounds of treacle—(roais of laughter.) Then agin
W.e never had a drop of cream but his fisters was in it, and
11
7on just looks at his trousers, uhy you'll see the marks
where he's ,rtip'd his hands ; and I'll tell why he ain't got no
ter.)not to+
ter.) no wages—he wouldn't eat a bit of fat !—(laugh-
) Coluinissionet—Do you mean a particular bit of fat, or did
he refuse the nu&tuous morsels generally ?
Defendant—
nothin.g but Aeh:l', he wouldn't eat no fat, and he never liked
one night tie het (eisatgot clandestinely out of our larder. Why
The Chairrnan_RZy a whole cod-fish—(laughter.)
but the allegations do r),'t hoffoossesses a very delicate appetite,
amount of his w.iges, and ;at ie" his right to recover the full
_ ..s the opinion of the court that the
amount sued for must be paid.
.Gawky the second then bowed, andpipa. 'aid he would tell his

MUNICIPAL ELECTIONS.

.ST. ALBAN'S, Nov. 1

..
This election terminated in favour of the Conservatives :j
Mr. Osbaldestou (re-elected) 271 Conservatives !
Mr. Rumball (ditto) 271 Conservative! !
Mr. Coales (ditto) 269 Conservative! !!
Mr. Kentish .. .. 257 Conservative! !! !
This, out of a constituency of 450, is a pretty decisive ex-
pression of feeling in favour of sound constitutional principles.

POOLE, Nov. 1.
NORTH-WEST W•RD.
Conservatives. Radicals.
Samuel Clark .. 134 I John Brown ,
William Thomrson .. 134 I Joseph Notting
William Adev .. 13'2 James Tulloch
SOUTH WARD.
Radicals
121 G. Kemp
121) J. Seager
I 120 J. Williamson

Conservatives.
J. Steele • •
T. Slade ..
—Cox • •

• • 99
• • 99
•. • 96

COVENTRY.

The result of our election for councillors is, four Conserva-
tives, eight Radicals : one Conservative lost his election by six
votes out of 406 electors,; two wore by eight votes out of a ccn-
stituency of 316. Thus you will see, the Reds have nothing to
boast about—indeed, there is a wonderful reaction since last.
year. In one ward, where the Conservatives polled only 80
last year, they have now polled 160; in another ward, where
they polled 50 last year, they have now pulled 100.