The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1838-07-24 00:00:00

TWO MONTHS AFTER MARRIAGE

(From "Oliver Twist" in Bentley's Miscellany for July.
Mr. Bumble sat in the workhouse parlour, with his eyes
moodily fixed on the cheerless grate, whence, as it was sum-
mer time, no brighter gleam proceeded than the reflection of
certain sickly rays of the sun, which were sent back from its
cold and shiningsurface. A paper fly-cage dangled from the
ceiling, to which he occasionally raised his eyes in gloomy
thought; and, as the heedless insect hovered round the
guady net-work, Mr. Bumble would heave a deep sigh, while
a more gloomy shadow overspread his countenatice. Mr.
Bumble was meditating, and it might be that the insects

brought to mind some P.ainful passage in his own past life.
Nor was Mr. Bumble's gloom the only thing calculated to
awaken a pleasing melancholy in the bosom $ a spectator.
There were not wanting other appearances, an those closely
connected with his own person, which announced that a great
change had taken place in the position of his affairs. The
laced coat and the cocked hat, where were they? He still
wore knee-breeches and dark cotton stockings on his nether
limbs, but they were not the breeches. The coat was wide-
skirted, and in that respect like the coat, but, ob, how diffe-

,
rent ! The mighty cocked-hat was replaced„ by a modest
round one. Mr. Buthble was no longer a beadle.
There are some promotions in life which, independent of
the more substantial rewards they offer, acquire peculiar va-
lue and dignity, from the coats and waistcoats connected with
him. A field-marshal has his uniform, a bishop his silk
apron, a counseller his silk gown, a beadle his cocked hat.
Strip the bishop of his apron, or the beadle of his cocked hat
and gold lace, what are they? Men,—mere men. Dignity,
and even holiness too, sometimes, are more questions of coat
and waistcoat than some people imagine.
Mr. Burhble had married Mrs. Corney, and was master of
the workhouse. Another beadle had come into power, and
on him the cocked hat, gold-laced coat and staff, bad all
three descended.
"And to-morrow two months it was done!" said Mr.
Bumble with a sigh. "It seems an-age."
Mr. Bumble might have meant that he had concentrated
a whole existence of happiness into the short space of eight
weeks; but the sigh—there was a vast deal of meaning in
the sigh.
" I sold myself," said Mr. Bumble, pursuing the same train
of reflection, " for six tea-spoons, a pair of sugar tongs, and
a milk-pot, with a small quantity of second-hand furniture,
and twenty pound in money. I went very reasonable—
cheap, dirty cheap."
" Cheap !" cried a shrill voice in Mr. Bumble's ear: "You
would have been dear at any price; and dear enough I paid
for you, Lord above knows that."
Mr. Bumble turned and encountered the face of his inte-
resting consort, who, imperfectly comprehending the few
words she had overheard of his complaint, had hazarded the
foregoing remark at a venture.
" Mrs. Bumble, ma'am!" said Mr. Bumble, with senti-
mental sternness.

" Well," cried the lady.
" Have the goodness to look at me," said Mr. Bumble,
fixing his eyes upon her.
" If she stands such an eye as that," said Mr. Bumble to
himself, "she can stand anything. It is an eye I never kfiew
to fail with paupers, and if it fails with her my power is gone."
Whether an exceedingly small expansion of eye is sufficient
to quell paupers, who, being lightly fed, are in no very high
condition, or whether the late Mrs. Corney was particularly
proof against eagle glances, are matters of opinion. The
matter of fact is, that the matron was in no way overpowered
by Mr. Bumble's scowl, but, on the contrary, treated it with
great disdain, and even raised a laugh thereat, which sound-
ed as though it were genuine.
On hearing this most unexpected sound, Mr. Bumble
looked first incredulous, and afterwards amazed. He then
relapsed into his former state; nor did he rouse himself until
his attention was again awakened by the voice of his partner.
" Are you going to sit snoring there all day ?" inquired
Mrs. Bumble.

" I am going to sit here as long as I think proper, ma'am,"
rejoined Mr. Bumble ; " and although. I was not snoring, I
shall snore, gape. sneeze, laugh, or cry, as the humour strikes
me, such being my prerogative'
" Your prerogative!" sneered Mrs. Bumble, with ineffable
contempt: _ - _ _ -

" 1 said the word, ma'am," observed Mr. Bumble. " The
prerogative of a man is to command."
" And what's the prerogative of a woman, in the name of
goodness? cried the relict of Mr. Cornet' deceased.
"To obey, ma'am," thundered iklr. Bumble. " Your late
unfortunate husband should have taught it you, and then,
perhaps, he might have been alive now. I wish he was; poor
man !"

Mrs. Bumble, seeing at a glance that the decisive moment
had now arrived, and that a blow struck for the mastership
on one side or other must necessarily be final and conclujive,
no sooner heard this allusion to the dead and gone, their she
dropped into a chair, and, with a loud scream that Mr. Bum-
ble was a hard-hearted brute, fell into a paroxysm of tears.
But tears were not the things to find their way to Mr.
Bumble's soul; his heart was water proof. Like wholesale
beaver hats, that improve with rain, his nerves were rendered
stouter and more vigorous by showers of tears, which, being
tokens of weakness, and so far tacit admissions of his own
power, pleased and exalted him. He eyed his good lady
with looks of great satisfaction, and begged, in an en-
couraging manner, that site would cry her hardest, the ex-
ercise being looked upon by the faculty as strongly con-
ducive to health.
"It opens the lungs, washes the countenance, exercises
the eyes, and softens down the temper," said Mr. Bumble;
" so cry away."

As he discharged himself of this pleasantry, Mr. Bumble
took his hat from a peg, and putting it rather rakishly on one
side, as a man might do who felt he had asserted his superi-
ority in a becoming manner, thrust his hands into his pockets,
and sauntered towards the door with much ease and waggish-
ness depicted in his whole appearance.
Now Mrs. Cornev. that was, had tried the tears, because
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they were less troublesome than a manual assault; but she
was quite prepared to make trial of the latter mode of pro-
ceeding, as Mr. Bumble was not long in discovering.
The first proof he experienced of the fact was conveyed in
a hollow sound, immediately succeeded by the sudden flying

off of his hat to the opposite end of the roam. This prelimi-
nary proceeding laying bare his head, the expert lady, clasp-
int, him tight round the throat with one hand, inflicted a
shower of blows (dealt with singular vigour and dexterity)
upon it with the other. This done, she created a little vari-
ety by scratching his face and tearing his hair off, and hav-
ing by this time inflicted as much punishment as she deemed
necessary for the offence, she pushed him over a chair, which
was luckily well situated for the purpose, and defied him to
talk about his prerogative again if he dared.
"Get up," said Mrs. Bumble in a voice of command,
" and take yourself away from here, unless you want me to
do something desperate."
Mr. Bumble rose with a very rueful countenance, wonder-
ing much what something desperate might be, and picking
up his hat, looked towards the door.
" Are you going?" demanded Mrs. Bumble.
" Certainly, my dear, certainly," rejoined Mr. Bumble,
making aquicker motion towards the door. " 1 didn't in-

tend to—l'm going, my dear—you are so very violent, tha'
really I "

At this instant Mrs. Bumble stepped hastily forward to
replace the carpet, which had been kicked up in the scuffle,
and Mr. Bumble immediately darted out of the room without
bestowing another thought on,his unfinished sentence, leav-
ing the late Mrs. Corney in full possession of the field.
Mr. Bumble was fairly taken by surprise, and fairly beaten.
He had a decided bullying propensity, deriving no inconsi-
derable pleasure from the exercise of petty cruelty, and con-
sequently was (it is needless so say) a coward. This is by
no means a disparagement to his character; for many official
personages, who are held in high respect and admiration,
are the victims of similar infirmities. The remark is made,

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indeed, rather in his favour tban otherwise, and with the
view of impressing the reader with a just sense of his quali-
fications for office.

But the measure of his degradation was not yet full. After
making a tour of the house, and thinking for the first time that
the Poor Laws really were too hard upon people, and that
men who ran away from their wives, leaving them charge-
able to the parish, ought in justice to be visited with no pu-
nishment at all, but rather rewarded as meritorious individu-
als who had suffered much, Mr. Bumble came to a room where
some of the female paupers were usually employed in wash-
ing the parish linen, and whence the sound of voices in con-
versation now proceeded.
"Hem!" said Mr. Bumble, summoning up all his native
dignity. "These women at least shall continue to respect
the prerogative. Hallo! hallo these!—what do you mean
by this noise, you hussies?"
With these words Mr. Bumble opened the door and walked
in with a very fierce and angry manner, which was at once ex-
changed for a most humiliated and cowering air, as his eyes
unexpectedly rested'on the form of his lady wile.
"My dear," said Mr. Bumble, " I didn't knoW you were
here."
"Didn't know I was here!" repeated Mrs. Bumble."
What do you do here ?"
"I thought they were talking rather too much to he doing
their work properly, my dear," replied Mr. Bumble, glancing
distractedly at a couple of old women at the wash-tub, who
were comprising notes of admiration at the workhouse mas-
ter's humility.
" You thought they were talking too much ?" said Mrs.
Bumble. "What business is it of Yours?"
" Why, my dear—" urged Mr. Bumble submissively.
"What business is it of yours?" demanded Mrs. Bumble

again.
"It's very true you're matron here, my dear," submitted
Mr. Bumble; " but I thought.you mighin't be in the way
just then."
" I'll tell you what, Mr. Bumble," returned his lady, " we
don't want any of your interference, and you're a great deal
too fond of poking your nose into things that don't concern
you, making everybody in the house laugh the moment your
back is turned, and making yourself look like a fool every
hour in the day. Be off; come!"
Mr. Bumble, seeing with excruciating feelings the delight
of the two old paupers who were tittering together most rap-
turously, hesitated for an instant. Mrs. Bumble, whose pa-
tience brooked no delay, caught up a bowl of soap-suds, and
motioning him towards the door, ordered hin instantly to de-
part, on pain of receiving the contents upon his portly person.
What could Mr. Bumble do? He looked dejectedly round,
and slunk away ; and as he reached the don the tittering of
the paupers broke into a shrill chuckle of irrepressible de-
light. It wanted but this. He was degraded in their eves;
he had lost caste and station before the very paupers; he had
fallen from all the height and pomp of beadleship to the
lowest depth of the most snubbed hen-peckery.
"All in two months !" said Mr. Bumble, filled with dismal
thoughts. "Two months—not more than two months ago I
was not only my own master, but every body else's so far as
the parochial workhouse was concerned, and now !—"
It was too much. Mr. Brumble boxed the ears of the boy
who opened the gate for him, (for he.had reached the portal
in his reverie,) and walked distractedly into the street.
He walked up one street and down another, until exercise
had abated the first passion of his grief, and then the revul-
sion of feeling made him thirsty. He passed a great many
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blinds,pwuh public-houses,
to rain heavily at the moment, and this determined him;
Mr. Bumble stepped in, and °Merin., something to drink as
he passed the bar, entered the apartment into which he had
looked from the street.
The man who was seated there was tall and dark, and wore
a large cloak. He had the air of a stranger, and seemed, by
a certain haggardness in his look, as well as by the dusty
soils on his dress, to have travelled some distance. He eyed
Bumble askance as he entered, bnt scarcely deigned to nod
his head in acknowledgment of his salutation.
Mr. Bumble had quite dignity enough for two, supposing
even that the stranger had been more familiar, so be drank

Standard Office, Three o'Clock.

LIVERPOOL MARKETS.

CORN EXCHANGE.-TUESDAY, JULY 2A. 1838.

The transactions in Wheat throughout the week were in-
considerable, the fine weather checking the demand; but in
our market this morning, sales were made for both bonded
and free, to a fair extent. The finest English White brought
lls. and Red 103. 6d. per bushel; Irish Red, 9s. to 10s.;
Bonded Wheat, 7s. 4d. to 7s. 10d. Flour- and Oatmeal were
in request, and last Tuesday's rates easily obtained. Oats
were d. dearer, and Barley 2d.
The arrivals of Butter, 12,829 firkins. Notwithstanding
this large import, Butter has advanced Is. to 2s. Carlow,
fine, 91s. ; Waterford, 89s. to 925.; Belfast, 91s. Bacon and
Hams are scarce: the former sells freely at 50s. to 525., and
Hams 60e. to 635.

AN ER AG

PRICES.

WHEAT, cur 70pas. s d s d BrANs, imp. mea. s d s d
Irish dried red . 9 6.. 10 6 1ri5h........... 41 0 ' 18 0
Do. dried white, 9 Biv 1 6 FLOUR, cti, 280 lbs.

,
Do. undried.: 7 6.. 8 6 Eng..Sarish sup. 51 0.. 56 0
English 10 0 11 0 Do. fines 47 0.. 49 0
Canada 0 0.. 0 0 Do. seconds .... 34 0.. 45 0
ATS, 44, 45 lbs Do. thirds lB 0.. 30 0
Irish
0.. 0 BARLEY, 4ff 60 lbs

Irish grinding.. 4 3.. 5 6i BRAN. 4Y 24 lbs... 1 2 1

AVERAGE PRICE OF BUTTER, &c

8 D 5 D . Si) 5 n
Uaeon, 4, cwt 5O ord 50r6,U Banbridge. BO 0 in) 83 v
Hams, dry
.. ,60 0.. 3 6 A aterlord
~ 80 0 .. t,9 0
Do. wet ...... .. 0 .. 0 Coleraine.
Firkin Lard,:... 51 0 .. -54 o,Carlow BO 0 .. 90 0
Bladdered d 0.... 60 0 .. 66 U Limerick .
Grease Butter .. 40 0 .. 40 0 Belfast B6 0.. 89 0
Prime Mess Beef, 'Derry
,tf' tierce. 98 0 ..110 &Cork, gds, — U.. 0
Prime Mess Pork, Newry.
4/7 barrel, 78 0.. 80 0 Dundalk — 0.. 0
(Sligo 0 .. 0

From th,

RRIVA
17th to

LS OF CORN.
the 23d July inelu

DESCRIPTION.

COAST
WISE.-

EAST
IN Din. TOTAL,

Wheat Qrs
Barley Qrs
0at5....... Qrs
Flour.
Ditto Barrels
Malt Qrs
Oatmeal Loads
Bran Qrs
Beans • • • • Qrs
Peas Qrs
Rye Qrs
Shelled Earley Cwt
Rapeseed.. Barrels
Indian Corn.... Qrs

1230
261
3349
3384

440
433

SHIPPING INTELLIGENCE.

7118
28G
3880
3141
202
1387
1447

TUESDAY. JULY 24.
Gibraltar, Lisbon, &c. mails, arrived,

ARRIVED,—Europe, Drummond, from Charleston—ldogbetan,
from Dram—Mayflower, Cummings, from Havre—and
Mona, Goss, from Danzic.

Capricorn, Smith. from Trinidad, at this port ; sailed 14th June,
On 2nd July, in lat. 35, long. 53, spoke the Jackson, from Grenada
for London.

Pearl Fletcher, hence at St. Tobn N B

Susan 8z Jane,--, from Donegal, ditto, with the crew of the
Morning Star, Baird, from St. John, N. 3 for Belfast, abandoned
off the Banks, water logged, having been in contact with the Susan
& Jane.
LISBON, July 16.—The Arrow, —, from Cadiz for Liverpool,
put into this port 11th instant, leaky, haying shifted the cargo and
must discharge
long hence for Rio Janeiro, was spoken 20th ult., in lat
2
Riga, Smith, and Swiss Boy, Blaisdell, hence, at Havana
San Anderas, Goya, hence, at ditto
Charles Ilamerton, Reynolds, hence, at Cape Haytien, and sailed
10th June for Gonaives
Regalia, Cobb, from Matanzas at Peterhead, with loss of top-
masts, having been on her beam ends during a hurricane 19th June
Sir Peter Querpel, sailed from Marseilles for this port 13th July
Lord Russell, List, from Palermo at Gibraltar, and sailed 7th July
for this port
Day, Huelin, sailed from Cadiz for Monte Video 7th July

THE ANGLOMANIA OF MunAT.—Murat was what .the
French denominate a decided "Anglonicinie." He liked
everything that was English, and certainly at the present day
the English have in many things got before their neighbours
by several lustres. He had English maids and governesses
fur his four children (two boys and two girls), English grooms
for his numerous English horses, English curricles and other
carriages, Manton's fowling-pieces, and "English Port wine."
—Life of Colonel Maceroni.

SCIENCE IN TUNKEY.—The 'celebrated Professor Ritter

has justreturned..to Berlin from his travels in the east, and

among the facts of minor importance which he relates is one
which cannot fail to excite a smile. The scientific instru-

ments which are so often presented to the Sultan are by him

distributed indiscriminately in equal portions, withotit any
reference to the purposes for which they are intended : thus
the school of surgery frequently receives mathematical in-
struments, Id-ilk the military schools are honoured with those
intended fur surgical operations.—Athenamtt.

AN AMERICAN JUDGE.—There he sat, with his hat on, a
cigar in his mouth, his arms folded, and his feet over the
rail, looking as sour as an unripe lemon. " Bring up them
culprits," said he • and when they were brought up. he told
'em it was scandalous, and only fit for English and ignorant
foreigners, that sit in the outer porch of darkness, and not
high-minded intelligent Americans. "You are a disgrace,"
said be, "to our great nation, and I hope I shall never hear
the like of it again. If I do, I'll put you on your trial as
sure as you are born. I hope I may be skinned alive by wild
cats if I don't."—Sam Slick.
SNAILS.—In the Gardener's Gazette I saw an extract from
a Scotch paper, recommending bran as a decoy for snails,
which I have tried, and found it quite effectual. I had been
much annoyed, and my plants had suffered much by them;
and 1 could not find any remedy but that of examining the
the plants separately and frequently, which was very tedious;
but by laying small patches of bran in the vacant squares of
cauliflower, lettuce, and other beds of vegetables, I find-
snails, a small black worm, which I believe is the germ of
the black snail, and many other insects congregated there,
and have seldom found any on my plants since. If the
patches of bran be covered so as to keep it dry, it seems to
be more attractive to the vermin, and that is easily done by
broken flowerpots, pieces of slate, &c.—From a correspondent
of the Gardener's Gazette.
THE MARKET-PLACE AT NEWCASTLE.—Learn, therefore,
that there is here the largest market-place in En•gland—pro-
bably in Europe. Liverpool has been in dudgeon ever since
its erection; the cauliflowers there have invariably exhibited
the jaundiced tint of jealousy, and the meat looking red and
black with passion, in consequence. The markets in New-
castle cover somewhat more than two acres; measuring 4tO
feet in length by 312 in width. The roof is of wood, with
pendant corbels; the sides are of substantial stone. The
whole is lofty, capacious, and calculated for every good ser-
vice, as well as picturesque effect. At given stations, there
are fountains of marble in the centre; of which the water, in
warm weather, refrigerates and sweetens the whole atmos-
phere. It is a glorious vista—and was once occupied (on
the opening of the markets Oct. 22, in 1835) by two thousand
guests; irradiated by gas light.—Dr. Dibdin's Northern
Tour.

MODE OF PREVENTING BEER FROM BECOMING ACID.—
A patent has been taken out, in America, for preserving beer
from becoming acid in hot weather, or between the tempe-
ratures of 74 and 91 deg. To every 174 gallons of liquor,
the patentee, Mr. Storewell, directs the use of one pound of
raisins, in the following manner:—" Put the raisins, into
the liquor before fermentation; the liquor may then be let
down at 65 deg. or as high as 70 deg. The bag containing
the raisins must remain in the vat, until the process of fer-
mentation has so far advanced as to produce a white appear-
ance, or scum, all over the the surface of the liquor, which
will probably take place in about 24 hours. The bag con-
taining the raisins must then be taken out, and the liquor left
until fermentation ceases The degree of heat, in the place
where the vat is situated, should not exceed 66 deg. nor be
less than 60 deg."—Journal of the Franklin institution.
The Arabs possess extraordinary sagacity in tracing foot-
steps upon the sand; they can generally ascertain from in-
specting the impression-1. Whether the footsteps belong to
his own or some neighbouring tribe, and consequently whe-
ther friend or foe has passed-2. He knows, from the slight-
ness or depth of the impression whether the man who made
it carried a load or not-3. From the strength or faintness
of the tracts whether he passed on the same day, or one or
two days before—and 4. From a certain regularity of inter-
vals between the steps a Bedouin judges whether the man is
fatigued or not, and hence he can calculate the chance of
overtaking him. This faculty of distinguishing footsteps on
the ground extends to beasts (horses and camels) as well as
men. An offender can scarcely hope to escape detection in
any clandestine proceeding as his passage is recorded upon
the road in characters that any one of his Arabian neigh-
bours can read.—Robinson's Travels in Palestine and Syria.
AMERICA.—Did you ever drink any Thames water, squire?
said the Clockmaker ; because it is one of the greatest natu-
ral curiosities ever known in the world. When I returned
from Poland, in the hair spekelation, I sailed from London,
and we bad Thames water on board. Says Ito the captain,
says I, I guess you want to pyson us, don't you, with that
are nasty, dirty, horrid stuff? how can you think o' takin'
such water as that? Why, says he, Mr. Slick, it does make
the best water in the wand—that's a fact; yes, and the best
porter too;—it farments, works off the scum, clarifies itself,
and beats all natur';—and yet look at all them are sewers,
and drains, and dye stuffs, and factory-wash, and onmention-
ables that are poured into it;—it beats the bugs, don't it ?
Well, squire, our great country is like that are Thames tc ater,
—it does receive the outpourin's of the world,—homicides
and regecides, jail-birds and galley-birds,—poor-house chaps
and workhouse-chaps,—rebels, infidels, and forgers,—rogues
of all sorts, sizes, and degrees.—but it farments, you see,
and works clear; and what a'inost a beautiful clear stream

o' democracy it does make,—don't it? Not hot enough for
fog, nor cold enough for ice, nor limey enough to fur up the
hvlers, nor too hard to wash clean, nor raw enough to chop
tie skin.—but gist the thing; that's a fact.—Sam Slick, the
Clockmaker.

E HEN vvii nE.—There is scarcely any manufacture which
is so interesting to contemplate in its gradual improvement
and extension, as that of earthenware, presenting, as it does,
so beautiful a union of science and art, in furnishing us with
the comforts and ornaments of polished life. Chemistry ad-
ministers her part by investigating the several species of
earths, and ascertaining as well their most appropriate com-
binations, as the respective degrees of heat which the several
compositions require. Art has studied the designs of an-
tiquity, and produced from them vessels even more.exquisite
in form than the models by which they have been suggested.
The ware has been provided in such gradations of quality as
to suit every station, from the highest to the lowest. It is to
be seen in every country, and almost in every house, through
the whole extent of America, in many parts of Asia, and in
most of the countries of Europe. At-home it has superseded
the less cleanly vessels of pewter and of wood, and by its
cheapness has been brought within the means of our poorest
housekeepers. Formed from substances originally of no
value, the fabrication has produced labour of such various
classes, and created skill of such various degrees, that nearly
the whole value of the annual produce may he considered as
an addition made to the mass of national wealth. The abund-
ance of the ware exhibited in every dwelling is sufficient evi-
dence of the vast augmentation of the manufacture, which is
also demonstrated by the rapid increase of the population in
the district where the potteries have been established.—
Quarterly Review.

ANECDOTES OF PRINCE TALLEyRAND.—The following
anecdotes are from a literary and political autobiography by
M. Heiberg, a Dane, who was for twenty years an attaché
to the ministry for foreign affairs in France. In speaking
of the zeal necessary in the service of the bureaux, Prince
Talleyrand huinourously and wittily said,"i think zeal and
activity in the public services-should exist in the inverse
ratio with the importance of the places occupied. Thus it is
highly proper for me as the minister to possess little zeal;
you, M. Roux, chef de division, must have a little more than
.1; you, M. Chellaye, in your capacity of copyist, have need
of a great deal of zeal and activity; and as to a aarcon de
bureau, be never can have enough. M. Heiberg entering
one evening the apartment of the minister, expecting to find
him quite alone, was surprised to see him seated at his
writing table, and near him M. Labesnardiere, his secretary
and confident. He was about to retire, but the minister bid
him stay. The surprise of M. Heiberg was still greater,
when he heard M. Labesnardiere dictating, and Talleyrand
writing to the dictation of his-secretary. The fact was, the
prince was obliged every second or third day to make a re-
port to the emperor in his own handwriting, and in order to
save himself the trouble of collecting the necessary informa-
tion, he found it shorter and less troublesome to have the
report dictated to him by his confidential secretary. On one
occasion, when Talleyrand was in vain seeking one of his
secretaries, M. Heiberg volunteered his services. The mi-
nister accepted his offer, and told }Urn to take a magnificent
sheet of paper and write a letter for him to the Empress
.losephiue. While he was preparing to write, Talleyrand
went to his writing table, and began to examine his papers;
after a short interval he said, " Well, is the letter finished ?"
" Your excellency has not told me what to write." "Simple
man !" replied the prince; "in writing to a lady one always
commences with speaking of her wit, beauty, and grace—the
rest is for the postscript."
NELSON AND WELLINGTON.—AD article in the Edinburgh
Review, just published, contains the following account of the
only interview that ever took place between these two illus-
trious warriors:—" The Duke, then Sir Arthur Wellesley,
had just returned front his ever-memorable campaign in
India; but his fame, though high amongst those who knew
anything of the concerns of that remote region, had not yet
become so familiar to the mass of society at home as to
render it protitable.to the print sellers and tavern•keepers to
exhibit his physiognomy to the public gaze. Consequently,
the features now so familiar to all were then so little known,
even to Nelson, that, when he found himself one day in the
waiting-room of one of the secretaries of state in company
with the great eastern warrior, he knew him not. It was
otherwise with Nelson, whose deeds, having been performed
nearer home, were far better, or, at all events, more generally
known; and with whose appearance Sir Arthur could not
' but be well acqOainted, even had he no other help than the
signs over the inn doors on his way from Portsmouth. The
natural attraction of genius drew them together, and the mi-
nister whose leisure they were waiting for, being long engaged,
these two illustrious men were left in conversation for some
time. The news of Sir Robert Calder's action had just been
received, and this naturally formed a principal topic of their
discourse. Sir Arthur Wellesley said to Lord Nelson—
" This measure of success won't do now-a-days, for your
lordship has taught the public to expect something more
brilliant." Shortly after this remark Lord Nelson left the
waiting-room, evidently to find out who his new friend was,
and, returning in a minute, renewed the conversation on a
fresh footing. Nelson had at that time some project for oc-
cupying Sardinia, and he wished Sir Arthur to take charge
of the troops on the occasion. But he replied that he would
rather not—that he had just returned from India—in short,
he did not enter into that view. Soon afterwards Lord Nelson
sailed—the battle of Trafalgar was fought, and they never
met again."

LONDON GAZETTE.-FRIDAY, JULY 21.

PARTNERSHIPS DISSOT,VED.

J. E. Partington and R. Allen, alanchester, surgeons—J. Scurr,
R. B. Hughes, and J. Andrew, jun. Monte Video, 'South 'America,
British merchants.

BANKRUPTS.
Merchant Baker, Hampton, linen draper.
John Hamilton, Broadway, Westminster, wholesale ironmonger.
Heyman Levin, Crown-court, Cheapside, London, merchant.
Robert Milan, Wigton; Cumberland, cattle-dealer.
William Mason, Plymouth, victualler.
Richard Rose, Sutton Valence, Kent, grocer.
Thomas Court, Temple Balsa', Warwickshire, innkeeper.
DIVIDENDS.

Aug. 'l, L. Hyman and S. Levi, Plymouth, dealers in jewellery
—Aug. 11, W. Selfr, Frome Selwood, Somersetshire, silversmith—
Aug. 14, %V. Layzell; Colchester, linen draper—Aug. 16, J. Layzell
Derby, shoe-manufacturer—Aug. 10, G. Coates:Minton:Yorkshire
innkeeper—Aug. 23, J.Yeates, Brighton, brewer—Aug. 13, J.Young
Brighton, silk-mercer.

CERTIFICATES

To be granted, unless cause be shown to he contrary, on or before

the 10th (lay of August.
J. Rutherford, Wingerworth. Derbyshire, stone-quarrier—S.
Chaney. Wood Ditton, Cambridgeshire, horse-dealer—J. Barnett,
Birmingham, builder—G. Nicholson, Rotherham,Yorkshire, grocer
—J. Arton, Howden, Yorkshire, draper—R. Parr, Liverpoo'
draper

SCOTCH SEQUESTRATION.
William Brownlee, Glasgow, spirit-dealer.

AVERAGE PRICE OF SUGAR.
The average price of Brown or Muscovado Sugar, computed
from the returns made in the week ending 13th July, 1338, is
31s Old per bundrpd weight, exclusive of the duties of Customs
Paid or payable thereon on the importation thereof into Great
Britain.

Z.bipping Enteitigcnct.

FRIDAY, JULY 20.

ARRIVED—Louis Cass, —, and Mary Ann Peters, from Mo-
bile—St. Mark, , from Charleston—Castlereagh, —, from
Hamb-2o'—Sarah and Arsilia, Gardner, from New York—Bruce,
—, from Jamaica ; sailed 4th June—,Warsaw, Mendell, from
Mobile—Tenessee, Matison, from Savannah; sailed 29th June—St.
Lawrence, —, from New York—Mouticello, Lawton ; Oceanus,
Prince, and Governor Fenner, Church, from Savannah—Garrick,
Palmer, from New York ; sailed 2d July.

Adriana, Jones, from Berbice, at this port ; sailed 12th June, in
company with the Penningham, for this port. The Mobile and
Rambler, for London, sailed 10th June
City of Edinburgh, Ryan, from Sydney, N.S.W. at Rio Janeiro,
22d March,with beats and bulwarks store, and 80 bales wool thrown
overboard, having been on her beam ends in a violent gale, on the
of April, during which she shipped a quantity of water in her
hold

Margaret, -, hence for Quebec was spoken sth instant in lat.
49, long. 20
Ellen, Kemp, from Valparaiso at Rio Janeiro
Black-eyed Susan, , sailed from Smyrna for Falmouth, 23d
June
Tomlinson, Wallace, hence at Syra and Salonica
Mary. Scott, Scott, from Bahia, for liambro', at Cowes
Theodosia, hence for Jamaica,was spoken 12th instant, in lat. 50,
long. 10
tameroons, -, from London, at Berbice
Trinidad Packet, -, hence, at ditto
Join and Robert, M`Kechnil, from New Orleans, at this port, is
on shore near the Brunswick Dock
America, Cunningham, hence at Baltimore
Grand Turk, 'Varney, hence at Virginia