The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1851-09-02 00:00:00

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TOWN.

(FROM OUR PRIVATE CORRESPONDENT.)

Temple, Monday Morning

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Conceive the horror of the respect-to-Royalty-mongers
at the Queen's directions (horribile diciu) that the
reporters should be accommodated by the Great Northern
Railway Company to record the incidents of her trip.
That exceedingly civil company, possessed as it is of such
civilized officers, covered itself with glory on Wednesday,
in the effhrt to make the Queen's use of its line a disad.
vantage rather than a profit. All the morning the intending
passengers to the north were kept off the platform, not by
closed doors or civil notices, but by the brawny arms of
policemen, who stood in the half-open doors, and by
extreme exertion taxed their eloquence to say, " staun
baek—ee cawn't pass !" The passengers by the half-past
twelve train—so early did the zealous Great Northern begin
their system of assault—were kept in a regular crowd, like
sheep in Smithfield. till it should please a tmlicoman, who
looked as pompous and stolid as Cardinal Wiseman, minus
the spectacles, to allow them to pass, which permission he
bad at last given by removing his person from the door,
allowing those next him to tumble forward, and then
stalking off with the imperturbability of an American
All this, it appears, was arranged lest the mob
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to to the friends of the directors, who, at two
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happens to be absent from the country, and to have corn-
' mitted the unpardonable sin of ascending Mont Blanc—the
said Albert Smith having about as much ability, wit, and
humour as all the staff of the said journal multiplied by a
dozen. But he has not the peculiar kind of humbug in
which the donkeys of " progress" delight. He has drop-
ped down once or twice upon the writers of profound
" purpose"—the purpose of obtaining cash in exchange
for stupidity. A certain clique have felt this, and so try
to "write him down" in his absence. But they will not
succeed. " Slashing Bentley" was quite right when he
replied to Whiston, " No man was ever written down but
by himself," They ought to know that by this time.
One would have fancied that the journal referred to might
have had a sufficient warning as to allowing personal pique
and private enmity room and verge in its columns. Malice
is a particular disease which, when it is infused in the
blond of a newspaper, invariably affects the circulation.
The Romish crusade is about to commence with a pro-
gress through Ireland, looking for money and assistance;
and the heir of the house of Norfolk is about to be taught
the pleasures of seeing the priests. He must turn out and
work for his representation, for their "lordships " are
determined to

"Saddle green Snrrey for the field to-morrow."
Even in Ireland, it seems, the "Thanes flew from them."
The Plunkets of Fingal, famous in the old agitation, the
Brownts of Ken mare, and the Butlers of Dunboyne, have
had enough of the illbred and overbearing disciples of
Maynooth, "between the wind and their nobility." The

ference and annoyance of the arrogant mob of low-bred
priests who demanded their influence, dragooned their
tenantry, forced their way to their table, and bandied
about their names; and whether the sons of their grooms
are called parish priests or bishops, they do not under any

name smell over sweet. Thus the-presence of Lord Gor-
manstown at the late exhibition tended rather to mark
the absence of the remainder of the Popish peerage, and
therefore Lord Arundel and Surrey must be led about from
town to town to show that the priests have got one real
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