The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1853-06-14 00:00:00

MARRIED.

Lately, at Cambridge, Mr. Briggs, gardener, to Thirza.
second daughter of the late Mr. Smith, of Haverhill. At the
conclusion of the ceremony, the bridegroom was asked his
age, when lie boldly exclaimed, " Seventy-nine !" At this the
bride gave a faint shriek, exclaiming, "Oh ! if I had but known
of it ? Oh I why he has been palming himself on me as only
sixty-six. Oh ? I had no idea of such a thing."
Lately, at Cambridge, Mr. Robert Granger, of Brinkley, to
Mrs. Eliza Northfield, of Cambridge. This is the bridegroom's
fifth wife; be has been married three times in eighteen months;
and the bride, a sprightly lady of fifty, now boasts of her fourth
husband.

On the 2nd inst., at St. Michael's Church, Upper Pitt street.
by the Rev. C. P. Hobbs, Mr. Percival Blackbourne to Miss
Jane Windsor.

On the 2nd inst., at Ashton-upon-Mersey. Mr. J. Fullalove,
Old Trafford, to Jane, daughter of the late Mr. S. Occleston, of
Ashton-house, Cheshire.

On the 4th inst., at Donnybrook Church. near Dublin, by
the Rev. James Aickin, the Rev. Richard Oates, of Workington,
Cumberland, son of the late John Oates, Esq., of this town, to
Elisabeth Ellen Ferguson, youngest daughter of the late Edwd.
Wm. Crosbie. Esq., of this town.
On the 4th inst., at Llandulas, John Carstaira, son of Wilson
Jones, Esq., of Hartsbeath, Flintahire, to Anna Maria Bamford,
only child of J. B. Hesketh, Esq., Bryndulas, Denbigh.
On the sth inst., at St. John the Baptist's Church, by the
Rev. J. Hassall, Mr. John Lewis to Miss Amelia Bunting.
On the sth inst., at St. Michael's Church, Upper Pitt-street,
by the Rev. J. H. Stafford, Mr. W. Cook to Miss Mary Fletcher.
On the 6th inst., at St. Michael's Church, Upper Pitt-street,
by the Rev. C. Morrall, Mr. G. Thomas to Miss M. Kenney.

On the 6th inst., at the Cathedral, Manchester, by the Rev.
E. Harper, Incumbent of St. Simon's, Salford, Thomas, son of
Mr. Thomas Stafford Turton, of Stockport, to Agnes Sarah,
daughter of Mr. George Hodgson, of Strangeways, Manchester,
late of Stockport.

On the 6th inst., at Holy Trinity Church, Hulme, by the
Rev. T. Todd, Mr. Charles Edward Roberts, of this town, to
Mary Jane, eldest daughter of Mr. Jno. Broome, of Manchester.
On the 6th inst., by special license, at the Chapel Royal,
Whitehall, Lord Colville, of Culross, to the Hon. Cecile Cathe-
rine Mary, eldest daughter of Lord Carington. The brides-
maids were the Lady Evelyn Stanhope, lion. Miss Colville,
Hon. Georgians Colville, Miss Clementina Heathcote, Miss
Clementina Elphinstone, Hon. Augusta Carington, Miss Isa-
bella Anson, and Miss Emily Somerset. These young ladies
were all similarly attired in white tarlatan dresses, with blue
sashes and trimmings, and white bonnets, trimmed with
Marguerite daisies. The bride wore a magnificent dress of
white glact silk, covered with the richest point d'Alencon.
The dress was made after the model of the bridal costume
worn by the Empress of the French; a jacket adorned with
point d'Alencon and niches of glares composing the body, and
the skirt being unusually long, in fact, having the character of
a train. The headdress was extremely beautiful. It consisted
of two rows of hair rolled, separated by a light wreath of orange
blossoms; a veil of the most costly point d'Alencon fell over
the shoulder, and gave an elegant effect to one of the most
charming bridal costumes ever produced.

On the 7th inst., at St. Bride's Church, by the Rev. Wm.
Pollock, incumbent of St. Mark's, Mr. Thomas Lyon Healing,
eldest son of Mr. Healing, auctioneer, Nelson-street, and of
the firm of Caine and Healing, pawnbrokers, Mill-street, to
Hannah, youngest daughter of the late Mr. Wm. Morris, of
this town.

On the 7th inst., Captain H. T. Leyland, son of Mr. D.
Leyland, Castletown, Isle of Man, to Mary Ellen, daughter of
the late Mr. J. Rooke, Duke-street.

On the 7th inst., at Neston, by the Rev. T. Judge, William,
eldest son of Mr. John Williams, of Mollington, to Ann Eliza,
only daughter of the late Rev. Thomas Calveley Parson, rector
of Sackville, Nova Scotia.
On the 7th inst., at St. John the Baptist's Church, Mr. John
Wood to Ann, eldest daughter of Mr. John Watson, of Toxteth-
park.

On the 7th inst., at St. Paul's Church, Seacombe, by the
Rev. A. J. Tomlin, 8.A., Mr. Peter Irlam to Mary, fourth
daughter of Mr. J. T. Palmer, of Epperstone-house, Epper-
stone, granddaughter of the late Richard Harrison, gentleman,
Caythorpe, Nottinghamshire, and niece to Robert Palmer,
Esq., of Wilford, Lincolnshire.
On the 7th inst., at the Cathedral, Manchester, by the Rev.
W. Wilson, M.A., Mr. Edward Heathcote, of this town, to
Alice, eldest daughter of Mr. Frederick M'Kiunell, formerly
of Manchester.

On the 7th inst.. at St. Michael's Church, Upper Pitt street,
by the Rev. C. Morrall, Mr. R. G. Wilson to Miss Maria Alex-
andrina Hobson.

On the Sth inst., at the Parish Church, Giggleavvick, by the
Rev. W. Greenham, 8.A., Robert Greenham, Esq., of Rose-
hill, near Heswell, Cheshire, to Alice, youngest daughter of
the late Rev. John Carr, of Durham and Stackhouse, near
Settle.

On the Bth inst., at St. Anne's Church, Belfast, by the Rev.
Theophilus Campbell, Thomas Higgin, Esq., of this town, to
Rachael Marsden, fourth daughter of John Hind, Esq., of
Lodge, Belfast.

On the Sth inst., at St. Stephen's District Church, Islington,
by the Rev. John Tyrrell Baylee, Mr. Frederick Osborne Cowie,
of Stafford, to Rebecca Rankin, eldest daughter of the late
Charles Stock, Esq., of Islington.

On the Bth inst., at St. Michael's Church, Upper Pitt-street,
by the Rev. C. Morrall, Mr. Thos. Seaton to Miss E. Williams.
On the 9th inst., at St. Michael's Church, Upper Pitt-street,
by the Rev. C. Morrall, Mr. W. Heandry to Miss Margaret
Murray.

On the 9th inst., at the Ancient Chapel, Toxteth-park, Thos.
Gair, Esq., of this town, to Anna Dorothea, daughter of Wm.
Rotherham, Esq., of Sand Heys, Aigburth, near this town.
On the 9th inst., at Wallasey Church, by the Rev. Wm.'
Pollock, M.A., James Ramsden, Esq., of Millwood, near
Ulverstone, to Hannah Mary, daughter of Robert Edwards,
Esq., Liscard.

On the 9th inst., at Glenhuntly, Port Glasgow, by the Rev.
G. 0. Moffatt, Thomas Irvine, hsq., of this town, to Isabella,
youngest daughter of David Gilkison, Esq., of Glenhuntly.
On the 9th inst., at St. Simon's Churn, by the Rev. J. R.
Connor, Mr. John Henry Davies to Miss Eliza Davies, of
Hawarden, near Chester.

On the 11th inst., at St. Philip's Church, Mr. James Mayhew
Causdale to Miss Alice Emily Roberts.
On the 12th inst., at St. Philip's Church, Mr. John Butter-
field to Mrs. Mary Bretherton.
On the 12th inst., at St. Philip's Church, by the Rev. C. 11.
Burton, M.A., Mr. Thomas Salts to Miss Mary Ann Woods.
On the 13th inst., at St. Philip's Church, Mr. James Butler
to Mrs. Ruth Nicolson.

On the 13th inst., at St. Michael's Church, Upper Pitt-street,
Mr. J. Elliott to Miss Sarah Day.

On the 13th inst., at St. Michael's Church, Upper Pitt-street
Mr. David Sanderson to Miss Elizabeth Lawton.

DIED.

Oil the 12th January, at Melbourne, aged 26, Mr. William
Wilson, late of Church-lane, in this town.

On the 21st March last, at Petropolis, (Brazil,) aged 23,
Louisa, the beloved wife of Mr. L. E. Pemberton, late of this
town. Also, 12 days afterward., aged 3 months, Catherine.
infant daughter of the above.

On the 27th ult., of hooping cough, aged 3, James ; also, Oil
the 4th inst., aged 9 months, Margaret, only children of Mr..
William Thom, of this town,

On the 2nd inst., aged 22, Mr. Richard A. Darby, of this town..
On the 3d inst., aged 65, George Granville Grenfell, Esq.
On the 3d inst., at Rugely, after a lingering illness, James,
eldest son of James Cawley, Esq., of Heath-house, Runcorn.
On the 3d inst., at Turin, Count Cesare Balbo, one of the
most illustrious Italian writers of modern times.

On the sth inst., at Campbeltown, aged 76, Mr. Alexander
M'Bride, late of H.M.'s Customs at this port.
On the sth inst., Eliza Jane Simpson, infant daughter of Mr.
S. Fraser, St. Ann-street.

On the sth inst, at Lower Mersey-view, Bootle, aged 5, James,
second son ; and on the 7th instant, aged 2, Mary Jane, second
daughter, children of Mr. James Jack, Victoria Engine-works.
On the sth inst., at Gloucester-terrace, Hyde-park, aged 73,
Sir J. Hope, of Craighall, 5f.P. for the county of Edinburgh.
On the sth inst., at Nantwich, Mr. William Maybury, of the
Black Lion Inn. •

On the sth inst., at Seacombe, aged 73, Mr:John Lucy, who,
during a period of more than thirty years, fined the situation
of superintendent of the School for the Indigent Blind in this
town

S. Sudlow, of this town.
On the 6th inst., aged 39,
Frances, wife of Mr. W. Machan,„
victualler, Vauxhall-road.
On the 6th inst.,
Mary, wife of Charles Chaloner, Esq., of
On the 6t
On the 6th inst., at Torquay,
6th inst. at London, aged 35, Captain Wm. H. Har-
rison, of the ship tiossypium, of this port.
Devonshire, aged 31, Mr. H. G.
On the 6th inst., aged 13 months, Margaret, daughter of
Ste-
venson, the wife of the Rev. Tinian Wight, of Trinity Chapel,.
Wavertree. Wavertree, Helen AlofrnedthTe.
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On the 6th inst., aged 26, Elizabeth, wife of Mr. John Henri
Cruice,

On the 6th inst., at Prescot, aged 72, Hannah, relict of the
late Rev. William 'Pullidepli Procter.
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On the 7th inst., aged 76, Ellen, relict of Mr. J. Waii
On the 7th inst., aged 36, Mr. Thomas Scott, car-prc
Cyprus-street. .

Un the Sth inst., at Waterloo, a,
son of Lieut. H. G. Kellock, R:N

On the Bth inst., aged 80, Charles Bar
was one of three at a birth.

On the 9th inst., at Chester, aged ls months, Harold,
child of Mr. A. S. Macrae.
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On the 9th inst., at Edge-hill, ages'
brother of the late Major-General Sir I
and formerly of Chale, Isle of Wight.

Thomas Worsley,
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OUR LONDON CORRESPONDENT.

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MONDAY MORNING

NOTHING less nor more than a grand banquet and ball at
the Duchess of SUTHERLAND'S, on Friday evening, pre-
vented the discussion, in both Houses of Parliament, of
the Eastern question, which is uppermost in every man's
mind, and, as each succeeding dispatch arrives, developes
features that cause consternation in the Ministerialist
Coalition camp. Her !MAJESTY accepted an invitation
to dine with the Duchess of SUTHERLAND; and, to meet
their SOVEREIGN, the Earl of ABERDEEN, the Earl of
CLARENDON, Lord PALMERSTON, and three or four
other leading members of the Cabinet received " pro-
vokes" from the courtly mistress of Sutherland-house.
In the absence of Ministers so closely connected with our
foreign policy, any debate touching the Russian war
against Turkey could not possibly be carried on, and an
intimation to that effect having been made to the Marquis
of CLANRICARDE, who had a motion upon the subject in
the House of Peers, and to Mr. LAYARD, who was simi-
larly situated in the House of Commons, both senators,
who are smarting sorely because they no longer hold the
offices from which they derived so large a share of pay and
patronage under the Whig administration, sulkily con-
sented to leave the question in abeyance for some days
longer. It was with some difficulty that the ex-Postmaster-
General could be prevailed upon to forego the pleasure of
embarrassing his quondam allies by extracting an explana-
tion with regard to the course which we are now pursu-
ing, when Russia openly sets the combined powers at
defiance. He point blank refused Lord ABERDEEN'S
personal request to allow him to leave the Peers' Chamber
before half-past seven o'clock, " in order that he might
prepare to meet her MAJESTY ;" and it was solely owing
to the intervention of the Bishop of OXFORD that, at ten
minutes to eight o'clock—just twenty minutes in advance
of the SUTHERLAND dinner—that he gave in. The instant
WILBERFORCE approached the Ministerial benches to
convey intelligence which he well knew would bring comfort
to thedistressed mind of the old Thane, he darted with all the
mercuriality of a fifteen-year-old schoolboy from his seat,
en route for his toilette in Argyle-house, quickly followed
by the SECRETARY for FOREIGN AFFAIRS, leaving the
Duke of NEWCASTLE to combat with the Marquis of
WESTMEATH, the Earl of EGLINTON, and Lord DERBY,
who were just then engaged in energetic encounter with
the Coalitionist Administration for appointing to the Irish
Solicitor-Generalship Mr. KEOGH, who, they alleged,
made an electioneering speech some months ago, in the
presence of a large number of HER MAJESTY'S subjects,
counselling corporal punishment,during the long nights of
winter, of those who might record their votes against the
candidate for whom he was interested—a charge, by the
way, which, I may state, was indignantly repelled by the
COLONIAL SECRETARY, on the part of his Irish legal ad.
vocate, which led to the retort courteous, and which
in all probability, will produce an extraordinary corres-
pondence between Mr. KEOGH and Lord NAAS, the late
Chief Secretary for Ireland, whom, rumour alleges, paid
five visits in one day, early last December, to Mr. KEOGH
at the Reform and Erecthium Club, and asked him to
accept office under Lord DERBY'S Government.
There will be plenty of time to animadvert on the East
India measure—now the great political tub to whale
public ; it bids fair to go on till the end of the session,
which, by the bye, may be expected to occur with the end
of August. HER MAJESTY is a capital " whipper in,"
and Balmoral, I understand, is fast becoming quite en-
chanting. Forbid that I should inflict on your readers
anything like a political view of the state of India—though,
for this purpose, I may be more blessed than Sir CHARLES
WOOD ; like him, I admit, I have never been in India,
but I have mingled much with East Indians; familiarly
eaten rice with a couple of sticks with that prince among
men,—once seen, never forgotten—RAM MoHUN ROY,—
be of the dusky, but intelligent visage; have heard all
he had to say of India ; have met other real natives, to
say nothing of British people long resident there ; they
all complain of grievances, never hinted at in the long
and drowsy rifacinzento of Sir CHARLES Wool). It was
very melancholy to witness that poor orator, all ungainly
as he is—naked, nude of grace, action, and utterance;
bad voice, even in tone, were he free of his frightfully
vulgar " gobble gobble," which has placed him in affinity
with that foolish bird, the turkey. On and on Sir
CHARLES talked at second-hand ; and, cruel mockery,
his colleagues in office had not the decency to conceal
their disgust. PALMERSTON sat with his " kiddy"
hat over his nose ; others were prone on the green broad
seats of the gallery ; GLADSTONE, who usually con-
ducts himself meritoriously, could not stand it ; Lard
Some was peevish, and the house was sweated down by
" gentle dulness," which on this occasion did not love a
oke. Mr. KAYE, your history of Indian progress was
laid under severe contribution by the President of the
Board of Control, to whom, sooth to say, is by no means
applicable the remark of the great moralist in reference
to his friend OLIVER GOLDSMITH, that he touched nothing
he did not adorn—

" Nullum tetigit quod non ornsvit."

The measure, you will have seen, has been before the East
India Directors, who have resolved to watch the proceed-
ings in Parliament, for which purpose the board has
adjourned all discussion for a fortnight. The Commons,
not liking a double debate in connection with the affair,
wisely made no house on Tuesday, Mr. COBDEN'S
motion for the annexation of the Province of Pegue to
the British territories in India standing on the paper
for that day ; it was to avoid a barren discussion on the
evening of an Ascot day that Mr. COBDEN got the slip.
To he sure there was another motion on the paper, which
would have met a similar fate if it stood alone, viz., Lord
DUDLEY STUART'S motion for returns touching the
maintenance of the metropolitan police. Apropos, how-
ever, of the India Bill, leave has been given to bring it in.
But I don't refer to these questions so much for their
interest as to the means adopted to prevent a house being
made, and to point out to several generally supposed
shrewd members of Parliament, but simple-minded men,
how they literally humbugged themselves. Surely, if
Mr. COBDEN, whom I always considered a silly man on
nineteen questions out of twenty, and Lord DUDLEY
STUART, one of the kindliest-hearted men in the world,
though led by the nose occasionally, had motions to
propose, they might have entered the house when they
came down. What did Mr. COBDEN want loitering about
the lobbies, as the SPEAKER'S Chaplain went in ? Yea,
as the right hon. gentleman himself, en grand tenue,
trainbearer, and all passed,—the sound " Make way for
Mr. SPEAKER" reverberating through every corner,—
was it not the duty of hon. members to have followed ?
By this time it was a quarter to 4 o'clock. It is a sinful
practice to hurry over one's prayers ; we've all been
taught that in childhood. I don't say the performance of
prayers in the House of Commons is hurried indecently—
sinfully ; but I know, and Mr. COBDEN ought to have
known—he does know it by this time—that there is always
mischief brewing when Mr. SPEAKER is in a hurry to
begin his prayers. Now on the present occasion the
prayers were over just five minutes before they ought to
have commenced. There were thirty-three members
inside the house, nearly a score outside ; so here are
thirteen over and above the number necessary for making
a house. There can be no objection to the form of prayer
used—Papist, Unitarian, Nothingarian, I have seen de-
voutly join in it ; therefore, Mr. COBDEN—unless he
thought it lost time—had no objection on that score.
But here comes the cream of the joke. The whipper-in
and his aids had been barefacedly doing all they could not
to make a house, and put all to Mr. SPEAKER'S account ;
he, poor man, had been working hard, and would not
mind if no house met (sic). COBDEN knew this, saw the
SPEAKER'S Chaplain leave the house after prayers; the
doorkeeper, with his silver hair and port-wine face,
Ilowed the door to swing as it listed—it closed, and re-
mained so. COBDEN had a right to go in—the keeper no
right to open and say, as the man at the show, " Walk in,
ladies and gentlemen." The doorkeeper had a " wink,"
which, time out of mind, is as good as a " nod" to a
blind horse, that " a no-house night" was wanted ; he
quietly sat in his chair, affected to be drowsy, heard
Mr. COBDEN and his friends complain, and in a minute
more all was over. The best of the affair was Mr.
SPEAKER'S telling the disappointed members that the
doorkeepers were always anxious to keep open the doors
—of course they are—with a hook. There are not two
men in or about the house whose earnest prayer more is
than another for no house, than these same doorkeepers.
Prime boys they are. I have known MAZURIER, the
famous polichinello, GRIMALDI, pere et fils, little GEORGE
WIELAND, the most graceful pantomimist that ever talked
the silent but expressive language of attidue fit,—l now
know and respect Tom MATTHEWS, the last clown of the
artistic school,—wonderful the rapidity of their changes
in costume ; a wink, and the thing is done. The door-
keepers of the House of Commons beat the abovenamed
great transmogrifiers all to immortal sma ! There they
sit in prim black and unsmirched white. Presto you see
each in a nice cut-away coat, driving the eaeasy-going, f our
wheeler bang into Surrey, where a noble "
Icockie-Dork-
ing" and real dairy-fed await them for dinner. be-
lieve one of the doorkeepers, when he is at home, is a
large brewer, country gentleman, follows the nounds: and
all that sort of thing. Fie, Mr. SPEAKER, to say the
doorkeepers are always anxious to have a house under
these halcyon circumstances !
There have been two or three grand meetings, social
and scientific, since my last, at the Mansion-house. The
banquet to the Mayors and other municipal authorities
throughout the United Kingdom, preparatory to the sci-
entific and literary conference the following morning, and
the conversaztone in the evening, was never equalled for
brilliancy even in the Mansion-house. Nearly all the
guests appeared to be real judges of the goods the gods
provided, without disgusting one with brutish gourman-
derie ; there was all the taste and skill of the well-bred
gourmet exhibited. But I pass the mere pleasures of the
table to the more spirituel proceedings of Wednesday.
The immense gathering embraced nearly all the good and
great in and about the metropolis, which means all that
were not at the DERBY Installation and his D. C. L.
Conference. The Ascot Race Meeting, according to
time-honoured custom, had Her MAJESTY, the Prince
ALBERT, and an illustrious line of Royal and noble

visitors at Windsor Castle v;
hence the PRINCE CONSOII.-T-
-and the Duke of GENOA could not come to the city as
was their intention, the Prince especially. In the morn-
ing Archbishops, Bishops, and others of the dignified
clergy, were present ; nearly all the Judges, Dukes-
Marquises, Earls, Viscounts, Barons, and Baronets un ;
accountable. Science in all its branches was represented ,
here and there thinly, I admit. Astronomy, to be sure,
had Sir JOHN HititscHEL and Professor DE MORGAN ;

but where was Sir JAMES SOUTH, now nearly bent

double,—

.. With study pale, and midnight vigils spent,
The star-surveying sage close to his eye
Applies the sight invigorating tube,"
sweeping through illimitable space ? Was Sir JAMES
angry, or was he afraid of having his usual squabble with
the cab and 'bus men on his way home to Kensington ?
Sir JAMES SOUTH, some years ago, attracted my attention
and regard by the apparent asperity of his manner towards
divers of the Council of the Royal Society ; the famous
Arundel MS., since transferred to the British Museum,
had long lain in the cellars of the society, under Somerset
House ; Sir JAMES denounced the desecration, and said
he could prove, by geologists, that the atmosphere of the
place would be destructive to the existence of pebbles !
Lord RossE, the famous astronomer, who, I really be-
lieve, wears spectacles for no other reason than because of
his attachment to the medium, he was also absent. I did
not see a single " Knight of the Hammer" in the throng,
but one, the Rev. Professor SEDGWICX, as great a wit
as he is divine or geologist. Prince ALBERT one day
joined a number of our geologists, Sir R. I. MURCHISON,
Sir CHARLES LYELL, Sir J. DE LA BECHE, &C., and set
us all a-laughing by the aptness of his remark,—they
were all " becking and booing," the Prince threw down
his beaver, took up a lump of something by way of a
truncheon, and said he was always glad to meet the
" Knights of the Hammer," referring to the stone-break-
ing habits of the knights he addressed. Among the ex-
judges, Lord Chancellor TRURO. once Tom WILDE,
looked very bilious,—his nose more turned up than ever.
Here is a wonderful Whig for you ; a mere law boy in his
youth,—studied a little, became attorney's clerk, then
attorney, married a rich widow—liberal soul, she died and
left him all; she could no more. Tom became a barrister,
ate his terms, but I am afraid all this time he forgot his
schooling, or rather omitted to attend a school. Though
he became Lord High Chancellor of mighty England, and
married a Prince of the blood's daughter, he is the most
vulgar speaker I ever heard ;—lawr for law constantly ;
" My lords, 1 am in a condition to prove that my client
was in partners with the plaintiff." These examples will
suffice. Lord TRURO'S tongue is scathing, his eloquence
fiery and fluent as red hot lava ; these and good luck have
made him what he is. At the day conference in the
Mansion House, among the mayors your own of Liver-
pool ably aided and vindicated his townsmen's claims to
honour in the cause of arts, literature, and science. In
fine, the paragraph in HER MAJESTY'S speech, referring
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to the advancement of the fine arts and practical science,
seems to have an able supporter in the present Lord
Mayor of London, CHALLIS, who commenced life as a
butcher. All honour to him.

Out upon all this display, we have no artists—no, not
one. Bah ! We have artists, though many are listless,
not from will, but from want of paying employment. It
would be invidious to mention names, so I will not give a
list of thoroughly educated, travelled English sculptors,
who have all but beggared themselves by their love for
and practice of the art. I would not mention the names
of McDovrELL, Of BELL, of WYATT, or of JONES—aII
common names, though not belonging to common men.
I am not going to say whether they are busy, patronised,
or otherwise; but, as far as regards sculpture at the pre-
sent moment, I really think it is a misfortune to be either
English, Irish, Scotch, or Welsh, No ! MAROCHETTI--
Baron MAROCHETTI for ever ! 'Tis an excellent thing to
have a " friend at court." I make use of the phrase with
no ill-bred reference to Queen VICTORIA'S court, but
merely use it as a household word. The Great Exhibi-
tion contained two or three huge pieces of modelling,—
The Amazon, by Kiss, and Cceur De Lion, by MARO.
CHETTI, being the chief in bulk. The latter cost the
Baron a trifle, certainly ; here and there the details are
good ; it was a large piece of stock on the Baron's hands
—filled up his studio at Pimlico. An aristocratic
friend was spoken to, straightway the affair was set
a-going ; the elite of London, all Belgravia, Pim-
lico's flash sister, burnt to give M. Le Baron a
lift ; in no time the colossal group is as good as bought and
paid for by a princely subscription, as a memento of the
Great Exhibition. Let the Baron, by all means, have
the honour and profit. Other artists are fain to dine
slenderly, with noble works by them. I could mention a
few, but wont, because the artists are not foreigners.
Baron MAROCHETTI came among us two or three years
ago, and is now a splendid example of what patronage
can achieve. Is the colossal group of Richard Cceur De
Lion appropriate as a remembrance of the Exhibition ?
The lovers of healthy literature will rejoice to learn that
Mr. THACKERAY has returned from America safe and
sound ; his lectures in the United States—thanks to the
judgment of Brother JONATHAN—produced a profit of
£3,500, which might have been doubled had he stayed a
little longer. He has engaged to write a novel, in twenty
parts, for which he is to get £3,000 ; so you see literature
is not so poor an avocation as some "dull fools" assert.—
JAMES HANNAY, a clever young man, not unknown in
Liverpool, following the course of his intimate friend,
THACKERAY, has completed a syllabus of six lectures on
satirical literature, no way interfering with the scope of
his great prototype's lectures. Mr. HANNAY commences
immediately with HORACE and JUVENAL, terminating
with BYRON and TOM MOORE, taking a glance at ROBIE
_BURNS by the way. HANNAY is a fluent speaker—plenty
of self- reliance, and moreover a good scholar, so that there ,
is no fear of his success.—ANGus REACH, the brisk, light
literature man, is now quite well ; he had an attack a few
weeks ago, entirely superinduced by hard work, and
he says he will not write so much.—CHARLES KEAN
has been busy at the printer's, arranging, altering,
adapting, and I don't know what, " Sardanapalus,"
for representation on his benefit night this evening,
and LAYARD has hurried ]tone from Constantinople,
whither he had gone on a diplomatic mission, to have a
look at the scenery, as it is being painted from his sketches
of the monuments of Nineveh. As a grand spectacle
it will be perfect. CHARLES KEAN'S taste and
purse are bail for that. How he will enact the effe-
minate sensualist, the hero of the drama, is another
affair. MACREADY sustained the part many years
ago ; it appeared repulsive, but was well acted ; JOHN
COOPER tried it afterwards; but the play, notwith-
standing its grandeur, never held possession long.
Babbling about Nineveh, I might add that JOHN
MARTlN—great in that way—our own inimitable '
Scripture artist has just finished a gigantic work,
called " The Last Judgment." I dare not attempt
to describe this painting further at present, than by
stating that the details with which the large canvass
is crowded are all taken from Holy Writ. The work
is startling—terrific in parts—relieved, however, by the
luminous portions. Wonderful work, the production of
a painter so well stricken in years. JOHN MARTIN is
still as " natty " as he was when I first knew him, many,
many years ago, and I am sure as good hearted, a trait of
which I should like to mention. A brother of the brush
—great genius, but wayward—now no more, sent JOHN a
note to his decent abode in the New-road, for answer by
the messenger : family starving—wanted the loan of a
handful of 80V8. MARTIN read the note :" My com-
pliments to your master ; tell him I'm painting, but will
see him by-and-bye." MARTIN continued painting till
twilight grey, then called on his starving brother artist—
found him dining sumptuously, the piece de resistance
being flanked by a pair of decanters sparkling with good
port and sherry. MARTIN had not dined himself, so sans
ceremonie, set to, finished the wine, got merry,
and with scarce a rebuke at the starving artist,
on account of his profusion, slipped a ten pound into his
hand. The sister art, Music—for I hold with ROUSSEAU
"Le genie du musicien sournet l'univers entier a son
ART !"—MUSiC is supreme in the metropolis at present ;
the parterre of the Hanover-square-rooms outvies, in
brilliancy of beauty, the finest show ever given at the
Cheswick-gardens by the H. S. The members of the
Cologne Choral Union have been engaged for a series of
concerts by Mr. MITCHELL. The vocalists for the most
part are droll-looking fellows—thoroughly German. To
the lovers of this species of music— and who is not ?—these
strangers will offer a great treat ; they are perfect masters
of unison, a characteristic in which the vocalists of Fader-
land have never been surpassed. The Royal Italian
Opera is literally crammed to suffocation every night :
the QUEEN has been twice to witness the Huguenots. Her
MAJESTY looked well, she applauded much, laughed
heartily in conversation with her visitors and attendants ;
among the former the Duke of GENOA was prominent ; in
the course of the opera he came into Her MAJESTY'S box ;
the Sovereign and the Duke shook hands like humbler 1
folks. The Duke is a fine manly-looking fellow, dark, with
a black peaked beard, nicely trimmed after the manner of
WILLIAM SHARSPEARE. Prince ALBERT seemed to enjoy
himself also ; he is getting very robust, but his hair is
thin,—thin ; in this respect resembling his relative the
Duke of CAMBRIDGE, who, though in early manhood, is
as bald as a coot.