The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1853-08-09 00:00:00

Two or thre

TGN'S not proroguing always leads to

and the

fact of the SOVEREL

uncertainty as to a day or two. The fish dinners
now are poor, cold—mean, dull affairs. During all
the long rule, or mis-rule, Whichever you like, of the
whips, their magnificent white bait dinners were enough

to redeem their evil doings for a Session. Fox MAULE,
now Lord PANMIIRE, and " Yes and No," " Matilda"

NORMA.NBY, as near fast livers as prudence would permit,

generally faced each other. Fox MIT;LE in the chair.
For three hours fun and frolic was the order—a bit of a

song also—the interests of the country were left to them-
selves. The Whig Ministers used to stroll about the
garden of the tavern, playing all sorts of tricks ; I verily
think they would have had pipes and batty, but for de-
cency. I remember, at one of the feeds, during the usually
dismal half hour in England before dinner, NORMANDY
and Fox mATILB got hold of a huge buffer of a turtle,
which was creeping lazily about the garden ; a child was
enjoying the fun, MAULS took the lad up and placed him
astride the turtle, touched the latter under the raw—he
has his tender parts even out of the pot—and made
Master Turtle wriggle a triumphant circle of the garden
with the boy on his back. Now, these Whigs are
getting old ; NORMANDY is obliged to go to Germany
to drink the stinking water there, and PANMITRE, long
kept out of his patrimony, is in Forfarshire killing rabbits,
. The Conservative fish dinners are
or time, or anything
dearer and duller (I am sorry to say) than those of the
Whigs, but far more respectable. They have always
plenty of carriages to take one home. The Whigs 'bus

it back.
Every one connected with the business of parliament,
peers commons, newspaper-men, even little
ministers, Leaded WILLIAMS, who guards the
rundy-tundy, turmP--
entrance to the commons chamber, is heartily sick and
tired of the unprecedentedly prolonged session, now, thank
the Fates, fast drawing to a close. Many of the most
active and valuable members of the representative body
have left town already, in anticipation of the prorogation,
the great majority of those remaining at their posts, with
of faithful sentinels, having no other
all rair eview than the arrangement of a little
their own account" with Mr. HATTER,
business earthlythe objectaea on
the immaculate Secretary to the Treasury and dispenser-
general of patrone for the goeent. This is just
moment for knockingrnm some good things
aforesaid od -enough and acrdin
outthe ohfapthpey
to that gentleman' so own accountHA.YTER
he, receivesco moreg
roshig applications for appointments during the fort-
night immediately preceding the " break-up " than in
any six or seven weeks throughout the session. Young
members especially, just at this time, are to be found in
hot pursuit of the Government whip, reminding him of
the number of votes they had recorded on divisions where
Ministerial defeat would have been death or disgrace, and
pressing their claims for berths in the Inland Revenue,
Excise,. or Income Tax de-
PSatartnimpesn, tPso.st;o`faclt'es, Customs,nouse refusing, Mr. HATTER," says
One oily-tongued senator, from the manufacturing districts.
" I can't return to my borough without appointments for
five or six of my committee-men, and their sons." " Make a
vacancy in your own office," exclaims a second. A third
pinions •Mr. HATTER in the corner of the library, or in
one of the nooks of the corridors, and positively won't let
him stir one inch until he sees " booked " tho asked-for
favor. This individual-boring for places is bad enough ; but
it is sweet as honey, delicious as seltzer water and Chablis
onasnysu daytiionewrh'siohfortunate when compared with the depu-
tation-huntingun Mr. HATTER is sub-
,
ject. An applicant for place comes up to town, and
happening to have eight or ten parliamentary friends, he
solicits the favor of their interference. They all promise,
but none of them will weaken their chances of success
for other parties about whom they are interested, by
making separate personal application for the latest arrival.
They will join in any request, or back up any
recommendation which ,any other member Chooses to
originate, but to put in a personal demand for the fulfil-
ment of the country individual's requirements, is just the
' thing which none of them will do. In this dilemma, the
place-hunter fancies it would be a master-stroke of policy
, if he could bring all his friends together, and persuade
' them to wait on Mr. HATTER in a body. The idea he
conceives to be a grand one, and success now appears cer-
tain. Down he goes to the Central Hall of the. House of
• Commons, through which the members must pass on
• their way to the chamber or to the library. After waiting
there four or five hours, he sees the most of his friends,
e and they agree to wait on Mr. HATTER en masse. In the
secretary's little rsom behind the Commons post-office the
interview takes Owe, lasting some ten or fifteen minutes,
each deputationist saying something commonplace for the
a candidate, and Mi. HATTER declaring that he will give
v the matter the most favourable consideration." One day last
e week, while engaged in. looking for confirmation of some
important political news I had heard, when breakfasting
at the Reform Club, I saw no less than nine of those
e deputations formed; and the same number of interviews
e sought with Mr. HATTER. But these deputations are the
L. veriest shams in existence, and the man whose solicitation
ll for government place is laid before Mr. HATTER, or any
other member of the executive, in that manner, has not
g the most remote chance of success. Mr. HATTER thinks
$ the whole affair a right good joke. He knows that the
Ls ceremony is performed to satisfy the place applicant, and
when the deputation withdraws, he thinks no more about
the matter; indeed, I believe there is no instance on
,e record pf pn appointment having been conceded to the ap.