The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1841-06-11 00:00:00

mencing thus

"Another Liberal candidate! Electors of Liverpool,
do not pledge yourselves."
Had the announcement stopped there, the intelli-
gence would have been rather of a pleasing kind.
" Another" Liberal candidate ! Well, we should have
said, that is good news for the Liberals; their cause,
it seems, is not at such a discount; they can get can-
didates, 'after all. Poor devils ! we really are glad that
there is a bidding for them. But the opening of the
next sentence dashed all our hopes, and cast us down
to zero :

Lord Palmerston having declined" ! ! !
Ah ! said we, there is "want of confidence" indeed!
This is just Sir Robert Peel's doing. That untoward
motion of his has spoiled all our sport. Not one of
them will have " confidence" now to face the electors
of Liverpool, and Sir Joshua Walmsley will be left
alone in his glory ! Sad, sad is the state of the Libe-
ral cause in this borough !

Here were we, then, it will be allowed, fully in our
state of professional exercise under the operation of
contrary emotions—glad at one moment because the
Liberals had got " another" Liberal candidate, and
sorry the next because they had lost so staunch an one
as Lord Palmerston. The melancholy intelligence of
his lordship's declinature affected us so much that we
were some time before we could read further. At
length, on regaining our composure, we read the re-
mainder. It stood thus :

" Lord Palmerston having declined offering himself
for the representation of the town of Liverpool, a re-
quisition is about to be got up requesting our high-
talented townsman, Thomas Smith, Esq., to consent to
be put in nomination in connection► with the people's
friend, Sir Joshua Walmsley.
" Committee-room, June 8."

Well, here again was something to revive us. Lord
Palmerston declines ; true, but Tom Smith does not !
Lord Palmerston is our Foreign Secretary ; true, but
Tom Smith is our " high-talented townsman"! The
foreign lord is an alien to our habits 2nd feelings;
nought does lie know of our aristocracy either of the
counting-house or the counter. The real lord will not
come ; then said we, " Go," thou " tenth transmitter
of a foolish face " !

Go ! if your ancient but ignoble blood
Has crept through scoundrels ever since the flood,

Go ! and make way for a better man ! Tom Smith,
come forth 1 Here is a man that we all know--a
" lord " such as nature made,

When wild in woods the noble savage ran,
with a name at once familiar and monosyllabic. We
will not anticipate the possibility of " Tom Smith" re•
fusing the application that will be made to him to
stand for the representation of Liverpool. We will
not allow ourselves even to imagine such a contin-
gency, but shall rather look shortly for the insertion
of his address in our incomparable journal.

Amongst other reasons for congratulation on the
prospect of a change of Ministry, not the least is, that
our excellent representative, Cresswell Creswell, Esq.,
will, in a short time, come into that office for which his
talents so well qualify him, viz., Solicitor-General. The
appointment will materially increase his influence
with Government, and also enable him to fulfil his
duties to his constituents, if possible, even better than
at present, as that office obliges him to be always in his
place in Parliament. This intelligence is furnished to
us by a gentleman on whose information we can rely,
and we put it forward with the greatest confidence.

We experience much gratification in directing the
attention of our readers to the several addreses of
Lord Sandon and Mr. Cresswell, which appear'in our
advertising columns. The electors of Liverpool have
every reason to be well pleased with their representa-
tives, and we believe that in point of fact they are per-
fectly so. They have had ample means of judging of
their character and efficiency, and a single complaint,
so far as we are aware, has never been uttered against
either, except by those who differ from them in poli-
any exception, being
tics, and from whom, therefore,