The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1838-09-07 00:00:00

FRIDAY MORNING, SEPT. 7, 1838.

The Publication of the STANDARD commenced this
morning at 5 o'clock.

THE QUEEN' AND DR. HOOK.—The Vicar of Leeds
has addressed the following letter to the Times:—

" Vicarage, Leeds, Aug. 31.

" Sir,—l hope you will permit me, through the medium of
your paper, to contradict a report which you have recently
copied from a provincial journal, that I have been pro-
hibited from preaching in the Chapel Royal. I have rd-
ceived no notice whatever to that effect, nor have I any
reason to suppose that her Majesty is otherwise than pleased
with what I stated in my sermon when I was last in waiting.
I thought it necessary to publish that sermon, because many
false reports of what had been advanced in it were spread
abroad, and it is to these that allusion is made in the note
which is prefixed to it.—l am, sir, your obedient servant,

"W. F. HOOK, D.D.
" Chaplain in Ordinary to her Majesty."

This letter fully corroborates what has already ap-
peared in the columns of this paper. We do not be-
lieve any of the absurd rumours which have obtained
currency in reference to Dr. Hook. There is nothing
in the sermon which he delivered before the Queen
that could possibly give offence to her Majesty, nor do
we believe that any one about the Court would pre-
sume to dictate any proceedings against Dr. Hook—
even if he had given offence to such parties. We are
greatly mistaken if a sermon against the desecration
of the Sabbath, of which the Court is so habitually
guilty, would have given half as much pleasure as
Dr. Hook's sermon on the church.

THE MURDERER MONK AND HIS APOLOGIST, "THE
ALBlON."—Assuredly the Popish faction of Ireland
has attained a dark and perilous ascendancy, when we
find among the press of England apologists and spe-
cial pleaders for every deed of blood-guiltiness and fe-
rocity committed by its outcast and crime-stained mem-
bers. Assuredly, the power and influence of the re-
volutionary policy of Papal Ireland has become as
excessive as it is mischievous, when men can be found
in this country base and criminal enough, in their
party malignancy, to prostitute their profession and
pervert their abilities by a dastard and execrable at-
tempt at palliating the enormities of every ruffian of
the Emerald Isle, who calls them fellows in politics
and religion. And yet, revolting as this may be to
zeflect upon, it was nevertheless the conduct of the
writer for the Albion, in his impression of Monday
last. Instead of shunning the loathsome contamina-
tion of such a monster as Garrick,—instead of shrink-
ing from the unholy contact of affinity, in any way,
with a wretch who only belongs to humanity to debase
it,—instead of joining heartily and freely in the'ex-
pression of horror and indignation which should burst
from the lips of any man who has one good or moral
feeling at his heart,—and, above all, instead of, as the
writer for an English journal, denouncing in terms of
reprobation the ignorance and superstition on which
' the diabolical assassin traded ;—instead of all this, we
have the advocate of the Radicals of Liverpool volun..
tarily shaking hands with a branded fellow across the
channel, and, in his own proper person, becoming the
gratuitous, unpaid, and thankless extenuator of as dark
a crime as ever outraged the laws of God or man.
There is no aggravation whatever in this. Let any
one take up the broad sheet of the Albion of Monday
last, and he will there see how assiduously the writer
pesters himself in his singular and disgusting vocation.
How diligently and laboriously he dabbles in the dirty
work, and cares not how begrimed or befouled he may
be by the operation, or how offensive from its impu..
rity, so he can give to his employers the filthy evi-
dence of his having done the job. He sifts the evi-
dence, analyses its character, comments upon its na-
ture, and leaves no quibble or artifice which his per-
verted ingenuity could suggest to extenuate and gloss
over, for the acceptance of his readers, the crime at
which they must involuntarily shudder. What an un-
worthy and, at the same time, degrading office this is
for any man, but least of all, for a public journalist!
How inconsistent with every high and honourable
function of his calling ! How criminal in himself,
and how unjust to society ! Instead of being " the
great detector of public imposture," to descend to the
meanness and malice of being its factious advocate—
instead of vindicating the obligations of the moral and
statute law, to deteriorate from the force of both by