The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1843-01-24 00:00:00

EXAM
James George Mould, M,
Duncan Farquharson Gre

Adams
Bashforth,
Gray,

WRA
Joh.
Joh.
Trin.
Joh.
Trio.
Joh.
Pet.
Trin.

Campbell,
Sargent,

C rugger,

HovWs,

Twining

Goodeve.
Brown, W.,
Goodwin,
Rohrs,
Deighton,
Spencer,
Gifford,
Coombe, T.,
Lewis, W. S.,
Ansted,

SENIOR
Cockle, Joh.
Bulmer, Joh.
Hallett, Emm.
Barnicoat, Job.
Elton, Sid.
Yarranton, Sid.
Frere, C., Corpus.
Brodie, Trin.
Cartonll, Pemb.
Macleod, Trin.
Jowett, Job.
Gelt, Trin.
De Gex, Pemb.
Tanqueray, Pemb.
Crawahay, Trin.
Lang, Magd.
Watherston, Joh.
Elliott, Trin.
James, J. C., Joh.
Symons, Job.
Smyth, Cath.
Money, Trin.
Knight, Joh.
Smith, R. M., Queen's
Wood, T. L., Trin.
Farthing, Cath.

Ds. Hodgkinson,
Blackburn, J.,
Glover,
Kershaw,

Dodgson,
Cook, E.
D'Oyly,
Holcombe,
Crossland,
Piggott,
Taylor, .1..
Gibson, W. L.,
Charlesworth,
Garland,
Young,
Grignon, R. S.,
Bicknell,
Lewes,
Martell,
Dickinson,
Blomefield,

Armitage,
Babb,

Trin
Trin
Joh.
Trin

DEGREES
Babington,.W. P., Petnb.
Battersby, Joh.
Foot, Sid.

Garton,
Hardisty,
Haviland, J.,

Cath
Job.
Joh.

Establishedplacesviz.:— c,
ans, 6; dissenters, 16. 46 ; Roman Catholic, 28; Presbyteri-
BURNING OF BIBLES.—The account of the burning of a
the town mber of
oProtestant Bibles by Roman Catholic priests in
Champlain, Clinton count Nework, , i
now appears, quite correct, and furnishes us with mostis dis-
t
graceful evidence of the existence at this day, of a degree of
bigotry, perfectly appaling. That act was indeed most dis-
graceful—disgraceful to all immediately concerned in it—
and was calculated to disgrace the whole communion to which
the fanatics belong. Nothing but the most stupid ignorance
could have led these blinded bigots to burn
these Bibles,
merely because they contained that version which was
made
of the Scriptures by the learned and excellent man who
emtran-
slated the sacred volume in the time of King James.—
York paper.

oc-
curred e
thought,
a t
to latebe
A CONSCIENTIOUS DISSENTER.—An amusing scene oc-
and took hold
the book, ofthe a witness was called into the box,
sworn. But when
a case from SunderlandSessions for the County of Durham. In
objections, when the following colloquy
—You must k
, he demurred, on the ground of "conscientious"
Testament with becoming gravity, as it
told, usual,
occurred
d :
Ctlo,
:—Clerk—
Are s
the? With
book,eWitness—No:
Sir. N
Are kisesr o :Wliatomesas—DTishseisntheoro.
kCtleeirik,
me I am to swear not at all. Clerk—You must kiss the book
or you will not be allowed your expenses. These words
acted like magic on the " conscientious " dissenter • his
scruples immediately vanished, and be hastily raised the book
to his lips, amidst roars of laughter from the whole court.
A SHAM CONFESSOR.—On Christmas-eve the son of the
sacristan of Reignac, in the arrondissemen B
tof arbezieux,
having learned that several young girls were about to eo to
confession, put on a surplice, and placed himself in one of
the confessionals of the church. Three or four young girls
came successively to acknowledge their peccadilloes to the
pretended minister of the gospel, and the trick might have
passed over undiscovered, if on an elderly man having come
forward to confess the lad had not desired him to be gone,
for that he only confessed pretty girls. The man on hearing
this cried out, and the whole matter was made public.
it The
curb immediately lodged a complaint against him, and
only when placed in prison that the delinquent learned that
to assume sacred functions was an act punishable by law.—
Galignani's Messenger.
CONVERSION.—Some sensation has been created amongst
the Dissenting sects of Rochdale by the me/at conversion of
Mr. Phelp, the minister of the Unitarian chapel, Blackwater-
street, to the church of England. It would seem that Mr.
Phelp was engaged upon a work in opposition to the doctrine
of the Trinity, and that, in the course of his researches, in-
stead of meeting with evidence to support the Unitarian be-
lief, his convictions were opened to the truths of the Trinity.
At length, finding that he could doubt no longer, he sought
the spiritual advice and assistance of the worthy •
vicar, and
has ended by renouncing his former errors, and publicly
avowing himself a convert to the doctrines of
We understand that Mr. Phelp purposes the church.
Pre
offering himself as a candidate for holy ordersoaring and duly
It is also said that another gentleman inR in the church.
manner about to embrace the doctrinesof Rochdale is in
~e pregnant signs. of the times.—m the church. 'Theselike
aneherier Courier.

Look on her work !—but look the more
On her unwearied heart,
And put aside the chamber-door
That doth the daughter part
From that dear moer, who before
Taught her this cunning art.

She sleeps—that mother, sick and pale—
She sleeps—and little deems
That she, who doth her features veil
All day, in flitting gleams
Of anxious hope, this hour doth hail,
But not for happy dreams•

God bless her in her lone employ,
And fill those earnest eyes
With visions of the coming joy,
Waiting her sacrifice,
When they, who give her this employ,
Pay her its stinted price !

Think how her trembling hand will clasp
The treasure it will hold,
With that which seems a greedy grasp—
Yet not for love of gold :
T hat look—that sigh's relieving gasp,
Its deeper springs unfold.

Think how her hasty feet will roam
The market and the street,
To purchase for her humble home
The food and clothing meet,
And with what gladness she will come
Back to this poor retreat!

Poor maiden! if the fair ones who
Thy graceful 'broidery knew,
Only one-half thy struggles knew,
And filial piety.
Methinks som drop of pity's dew
e
Would gem the proudest eye!

It is not here its full reward
Thy gentle heart will pe hard,
rove ;
Here ever must thy lot b
But there is ONE above
Who sees, and will not disregard,
Thy consecrated love.

—Dublin University Magazine for January

AMERICAN CURIOSITY

When ascending the Delaware in a steam—.
honour to excite the attention of one of these inquisitive gen
tlemen. As soon as he had discovered that I was
nin a g
stran
frgom
er,
he began by standing in front of me, and exami me
head to foot.
" A foreigner, no doubt," he began
country ?"
This was the grand question, but I left him to ponder on
it. He continued his survey ; I changed my place ;he
followed me ; I looked hard at him, to express my dissatis-
faction at his staring. Far from understanding me, he avails
himself of this to come up and address me. Putting on as
agreeable an expression as his pinched-up features would
allow, he abruptly began in a snuffling, drawling tone
" Sir !"—then, after a pause—" Where do you come from?"
I replied, as sternly as possible, " From Europe." " Yes, I
know ; but from what part ?"" Pray, sir," said I, in my
turn, " where do you come from ?" ! oh, lam from
Connecticut ; lam an American." " I have not the least
doubt of it."—" Yes, sir • but what country in Europe do
you come from ?—that is What I want to know. "Exactly,
sir ; but allow Me to inquire, are you in trade ?" " ,
Yes, sir
lam a merchant ; but 1 was asking"--- " Ah, you are a
merchant ; business pretty good in Connecticut, eh ?"
" Pretty well, sir; but may I ?"—_. How many miles
from here to Philadelphia ?"—The American scratched his
head vigorously with his right hand, raising the left side oere
f
his hat a little. " Twelve miles, sir. But, sir, you
to wave
forgetting. I asked you"— "I am delighted h
made your acquaintance, sir."—Then politely turning from
him, I exclaimed, " I beg your pardon ; but I see a friend
below ;" and I left him completely bothered. Forthwith a
crowd of Americans fell upon the unhappV inquisr.
4, what's the gentleman's name?" " Who is he ?" Where
is he going ?' "He wears mustachios. Is he a colonel ?''
6,,c. &c. The American, No. 1, recovering from the asto-
nishment occasioned by my escape,
replied, " I know no-
thing about him ; but I soon shall." Act lI.—I am seated in the saloon of the cabin, reading.
My American friend, No. 1, descends, escorting a friend.
They place themselves opposite me, and unrol on the tableing
a
map of Europe. Silence for a quarter of an hour, dur
which time they are apparently occupied in examining the
map, but in reality looking at me. At length they
cking o took
courage ; and the American, No. 1, exclaimed, " Sho
state of things in Italy." The friend—" Yes, shocking in-
deed." They both stare at me. I read. They.examine the
map again. American, No. 1, breaks silence agatn—" Queer
matters in Hanover." The friend—" Yes, very queer."
Another scrutinising examination from two pair of eyes. I
turn over a leaf. Five minutes elapse. The American, No.
1, again raises his voice. " Dreadful war in Poland."
" Yes, dreadful indeed," replies his echo. Then, turning to
me with dignity—" Have you been in this war, sir ?" I
raised my head from my book. Their eyes are fixed upon
me with ludicrous anxiety. I cough. They exchange glan-
ces. I open my mouth. Their eyes gleam with pleasure.
I answer slowly, in a deep base, " No—o !" I rise—l shut
my book. They remained with their mouths half open, lost
in azement at the utter discomfiture of all their manceu-
vres m.—a2l4. Lowensterns Lea Etats et Le Havane.

" but from what

INCOMS TAx.—The following is the return to income
he
tax commissioner, by a village surgeon, thed
county of Devon :
" I'm sorry to make so sad a confession
Of the profits that emanate from my profession ;
But the fact is, that most of the villages round
With surgeons, quack doctors, and druggists abound ;
So much so that I am unable to clear
The sum of a hundred and fifty perouylear.
It would give me much pleasure could I return double,
And save myself all tbis additional trou
ll ble
redemption
But opponents and bad debts beyond a
Compel me to fill out this claim of exemption ;
And what makes the matter so very much worse,
ptdren, and no private purse:

I've a wife and tnrec
So from these simple facts the collector must see
He can gather no tax upon income from me "

READING TOE WILL,—The will of a "rich gentleman"
was opened at the west end of Londonafter last week,
the u each psual
arty
looked " unutterable things" when the
follows :—" 1 leave to my dear friend,
tnausand pounds, three per cents. ; and to
Prge W-11, the like sum, and in
_ coo-
kindness of my nephews and
to exe-
neces,
ke., with the usual bequests
!xpeases, &c., &c. ; in the whole, a
vith the eternal good wishes of the
ed, and delivered by me in the pre-
-ties would have been satisfied had
..;th a look

----
opening, began a-
Cal. G

my esteemed cousin, (le%
sideration of the uniform
• 1 "

eader starteta,
ided in the donations) s

CHALLENGE TO A JURY.—A certain learned Baron, who
a known to be a better judge of horses than of men, was
.ately charging a jury on circuit. Ile held in his hand a
jemmy—an implement used in house-breaking—and thus de-
scribed it to the twelve :—" This, gentlemen of the jury, is
what the witness Grabbim, calls a jemmy. If you will look
at its points attentively, you will see that it is a sort of half-
bred instrument—a cross, in fact, between a crow-bar atid a
MARCH OF INTELLECT.—Mr. Neale, the barrister, author
of Cavendish," &c., concluded an address to the jury, in our
county court, on Tuesday last, in the following exquisite
strain :—" Gentlemen, I have great confidence that your ver-
dict will be such as to relieve me from the weight of an op-
pressive responsibility, that it will be satisfactory to the
prisoner who has the honour (7) of appearing before you,
and more than all, that it will be satisfactory to immutable
justice."—Shropshire Conservative.
BLUNDERS OF TUE PRESS.—Mr. Wilson, the Scottish
minstrel, who is very particular in correcting the bills of his
entertainments, was not a little annoyed lately, in the coun-
try, when he saw the song of " Beyond yon hills, where Lugar
flows," thus announced :
"Beyond yon hills, where sugar grows!"
When the vaudeville of the Welsh Girl was played at Liver-
pool, the bills announced that the music was by Mr. John
Parry, the celebrated Welch methodist, instead of melodist !
RULES FOR THE EYES IN CHINA.—" The Le-King, one
of the classical books of the Chinese, contains rules for look-
ing
at persons :—To look higher than the face indicates
pride, to look lower than the girdle indicates sorrow, to look
aslant indicates perfidy. Ministers of state must not look
the emperor in the face; they may not look higher than the
vest which binds round his neck, nor lower than his girdle;
they must fix their eyes upon his heart, and with profound
reverence wait the high decisions of his sovereign will.
CAUSES OF SoiclDE.—How strange, extraordinary, and
inexplicable are the motives which often lead to the commis-
sion of suicide ! Many have been induced to rush into the
arms of death in order to avoid the pain which they fancy ac-
companies dissolution. " Hie rogo. non furor est, ne mori-
are rnori 7" Others have been apparently led to the perpe-
tration of the crime by a desire to ascertain the sensation
that attended the act of dying; whilst some have been influ-
enced by a feeling of fascination, and have stated that they
experienced extatic bliss at the idea of self-immolation.—
Forbes Winslow's Work on Suicide.
FASHIONS FOR JANUARY.—The waistcoats after Christ-
mas are expected to be full, but the pockets are usually
empty. There was considerable lightness in the arrange-
ments for the head, especially in the streets on boxing-night,
and much spirit was evident amongst those who moved in
their own peculiar circles. In some instances the coat was
brought down horizontally, so as to lie level with the pave-
ment, and the hat was worn a good deal off the bead, while
the watch and pocket handkerchief were left completely de-
gage. The coats, which were cut away a good deal last year,
are not now seen, the wearers having cut away themselves ;
and in boots there is nothing new, those of last year having
had such a run that it is impossible to come up with them.
In trousers the twelve shilling Swedish are still the favour-
ites. They are worn rather white at the knee, and are more
or less shot with mud about the calves and ancles.—Punch.

A. GRAVE JoicE.—A letter from New Brunswick mentions
that some time ago the body of a child was found in the
canal. No coroner being near, Esquire Rooney was called
on and held an inquest upon the body, having duly summoned
a jury of twelve good and lawful men, according to the form
of the statute in such case made and provided. The body
was livid and partially decayed ; the jury soon found a verdict
of death from drowning, and the body was buried. The
county of Somerset paid the expense of the inquest and burial.
A short time afterwards it was discovered that this inquest
had been held on a monkey, which had been lying on the bank
of the canal for some time, and had been thrown into the
water a few days before it was discovered. The jurors have
been tormented ever since for their grave inquest on a dead
monkey. One of them declares, " that if it was a monkey,
his tail was cut off mighty close."—Trsnton Gazette.
THE FORCE or POLITENESS. —The following pleasing
anecdote is told by M. Casimir Bonjour, in the course of an
essay on politeness :—" The Marchioness de Coislin one day
solicited an audience of Fouche, then minister of police.
The audience was granted, but Fouche, who was resolved to
refuse whatever the marchioness might ask for, received her
standing, with his elbow resting on the chimney-piece, and
did not invite her to a seat. ' Citizen minister,' said the
marchioness, I come to ask what crime my sister, Mad.
d'Avaray, has committed, that she should be exiled.' She
is an enemy of the government, and has the audacity to set
it at defiance. ' She audacious ?' retorted the marchioness,
she defy the First Consul ? How little you know her. She
is so timid, that she would not even venture to say, " Citizen
Minister, have the goodness to hand me a chair.'" At these
words, Fondle was so discouraged that he lost all his courage
to be hostile. Mad. de Coislin had a chair, and Mad. d'Ava
ray received permission to return to Paris."

LEGAL MEANING OF THE TERM " DEAR."—The follow-
ing scene, which took place on Wednesday last, in the
writing chamber of an attorney in this town, well known for
his liberal propensities, is a tolerably good illustration of the
different degreel of respect which gentlemen by act of par-
liament are in the habit of doling out to their clients, and of
the cause of that respect. The attorney in question was about
to address a " newly caught" client on some matter of busi-
ness, and had called in his clerk to write a letter to his dicta-
tion. Attorney.—Take a sheet of letter paper, James
Clerk.—Yes, Sir. Attorney.—Address at the top Mr. D—
and then say, "Kendal, 11th January, 1813." Clerk.
Sir. Attorney.—Then say, " Sir.—But let me see
Mr. paid his account? Clerk.—lle has, Sir.
ney.—Then address him "Dear- Sir." Clerk.—l forgot to
mention, Sir, that Mr. D—called yesterday when you were
out, and stated that he wished to consult you as to raising an
action against Mr. P—. Attorney.-0! did he ? Then
you may say "My dear sir." Clerk.—Yes, Sir.—West-
moreland Gazelle.
- -

,—Yes,
. Has
Attor-

„._.
grSIR ASTLEY COOPER'S BIRTH-PLACE.—I walked down
the village, along an enclosed road, dull and shadowed by
plantations on either side • instead of those commons and
open spaces, ornamented here and there by clean cottages.
The little mere was so much smaller than in my imagination,
that I could hardly believe my eyes :—the great mere was
half empty, and dwindled also to a paltry pond. On my
right were the plantations of Mr. Ketts, overshading the road,
and for which numerous cottages had been sacrificed ; on my
left,—cottages enclosed in gardens. Still proceeding to the
scene of my early years, on the right was a lodge leading to
Mr. Holmes's new house, and water with a boat on it ;—a
tine mansion, but overlooking the lands of Mr. Ketts. I then
walked on to the vicar's, Mr. Castell ; but he was out. I
looked for the church mere, and it was filled up. planted, and
converted into a garden. I looked for the old Brooke Hall,
the place of my nativity, and the seat of the happiness of my
earlier years—to the road which led to it and its forecourt—
its flower gardens and kitchen gardens—its stable-yards and
coach-houses—and all were gone. The very place where they
once were is forgotten. Here we had our boat, our swim-
ming, our shooting—excellent partridge shooting—in Brooke
wood tolerable pheasant-shooting—woodcocks—in Seetbing
Fen abundance of snipes—a good neighbourhood, seven miles
from Norwich, almost another London, where my grandfather
lived ; he knew everybody, kept a carriage and chaise, saw
much company, and were almost allowed to do as we liked ;
but the blank of all these gratifications now only remains.—
Life cif Sir Asiley Cooper.
PLOT OF A CHINESE PLAY.—You are aware that the Chi-
nese themselves have a national drama, but one the range of
which is rather limited, the following being an outline of thie
only plot ever attempted upon the celestial boards ; it s
meagre, you will say, but in England I have seen successful
dramas with far less :—Wang and Fang are neighbours.
Wang's son, Bang, is privately attached to Fang's daughter,
Twang. Twang loves Bang; but Wang bas destined Bang
to become the husband of Loo, daughter to Pooh, an old
friend of his : and Pooh has a son, Chew, whom he wished
to marry to Twang. Chew and Bang are friends, but neither
arranffements.

g over Fang's

:ene on the stage discove

ardiess of ceremony and broken glass, Co throw him-
feet of Miss Twang. A short love scene is inter
entrance of Fang, armed with a lame •
liately lets fall on the h.-
who has

at ttte

which I
Bang.

Now Chi

hears the t

-1 out in search_of adven-

Re comes to the rescue, and beats

Chew, and, knowing his

follows bim with another bam-
his iatended father-in-law,
The roaring of all parties

son Bang, Instantly con-
wanted in that quarter, and
banes Bang, Everybody

II Why are like a crazy man, my dear ?" asked a wife
Dont know." replied the husband, scratching his head ;
I give it up." " Why," replied the wife, hitching up
nd putting on one of her sweetest smiles,

closer to him,
" I'm your other sell, and ym yoursev.
ALLAN CUNNINGHAM.—Chantrey had caused a splendid
vault to be built for himself, and, with much kindness pro-
posed to Allan Cunningham that he also should be buried in
it. " No, No," answered Allan, I'll not be built over when
I'm dead ; ru lie whar the wind shall blow over, and the
daises grow upon my grave.
EPITAPII.—The following lines are said to have been
positively placed on the tomb-stone of a lady :
" In heart a Lydia, in tongue a Hannah,
In zeal a Ruth, in wedlock a Susanna;
Prudently wise, and providently wary,
For earth a Martha, and for heaven a Mary."
LEAVING AN INN.—A capital lesson in life may be
learned from the few moments preceding departure from an
inn. The surly waiter that always said " coming " when he
was leaving the room, and never came, now grown smiling
and smirking ; the landlord expressing a hope to see you
again, while he watches your upthrown eyebrows at the ex-
•rbitancy of your bill ; the boots attentively looking from
your feet to your face, and back again ; the housemaid pass-
ing and repassing a dozen times, on her way nowhere, with
a look half saucy, half shy ; the landlord's son, an abortion
of two feet high, a kind of family chief remembrances, that
sits on a high stool in the bar, and always detects something
you have had, that was not " put down in the bill"—two
shillings for a cab, or a " brandy and water ;" a curse upon
them all ; this poll tax upon travellers is utter ruin ; your
bill compared to its dependencies, is but Falstaff's " penny-
worth of bread," to all the score for sack.—Dublin Univer-
sity Magazine.
THE GATES OF SAMNAT.—We are informed by an Indian
paper, says the Times, that the famous sandal-wood gates
from Ghuznee, to which such an almost mysterious value is
attached, and which were accordingly made a subject of spe-
cial stipulation in the treaties between Runjeet Singh and
the unfortunate Shah Soojah, are to be replaced in the tem-
ple (of Jughernaut, by the way) from which they were ori-
ginally taken, with every circumstance of pomp which can
affect the imagination of the natives :—" The gates of Sam-
nat are to be escorted by one hundred men, and a proportion
of Europeans from Nott's division, to which will be added
twenty-five troopers from the Governor's body guard, tsn-cler
Captain Herries, the aide-de-camp. The men forming the
escort are to have double batta while employed on this duty ;
the procession is to be received with every demonstration of
respect in the various States through which it may pass en
route to Guzerat, when they are to be again affixed to the
Temple of Samnat, from which they were removed eight
hundred years ago."

RESPONSES IN THE CHURCH SERVICES.—A. late Bishop
of the American Episcopal Church happened once (it is
said) to be on a visit to his friend, who complained to him
that he never could get any of his congregation to make any
of the responses, or join in any of the confessions in the
public services of the church. The bishop replied, that if he
wonld let him perform the srvice on the following Sunday,
he would undertake to remedy the evil. His friend readily
assented. So, accordingly, on the next Sunday, the bishop
began the service, and went as far as the Creed, without one
single voice being beard united with his own, either in
prayer, praise, or confession. He proceeded with the Creed,
I believe in God the Father," Ike. but still all were silent.
He began again, and a third time, but still without any
better effect. He then lifted up his hands, and solemnly
exclaimed, " 0 my God, is my unworthy voice the only one
that is to be heard in this Thy house confessing a belief in
Thy holy name !" He paused, and then began once more,
I believe," &c., upon which the whole congregation,
struck by the force of this solemn appeal, with audible
voices immediately joined with him in making public con-
fession of their faith. May it not be necessary to make the
same appeal, in consequence of a similar neglect on the part
of many congregations in this country ?

GEORGE CANNING'S MOTHER.—Among the actresses
was Miss Butler. whose history will be related hereafter, and
Mrs. Hun, the mother of the celebrated George Canning.
This lady, whose maiden name was Costello, occasioned, by
her marriage with the father of Mr. Canning, a breach be-
tween that gentleman and his relatives, which was never
healed : he entered in the Temple, but died in indifferent
circumstances. Her second husband was Mr. Reddish, of
Covent-garden Theatre; and her third, Mr. Hun, by whom
she had two daughters. Being unsuccessful in business, they
resorted to the stage for subsistence, Mr. Canning being then
a boy at school, under the protection of his uncle. Munden
was godfather to one of the daughters. When Mr. Canning,
on his secession from office, became entitled to a retiring
pension, he settled it on his relatives. It is honourable to
the memory of that great statesman that, amidst his struggles
for political advancement, and the bitter warfare of party
animosity, he never forgot his duty to his mother. He duly
corresponded with her, never omitting to write to her on
Sunday, which he set aside for that purpose, as the only day
he could account a leisure one. So invariably punctual was
he, that, during his mission to Lisbon, not being always able
to transmit his letters regularly, he still continued to write,
and sent sometimes two letters by the same packet. Mrs.
'Hun is dead; Mit the letters are, prol4ably, in existence, it is
hoped they will, at some future period, be given to the world,
divested, of course, of all matters of a personal or confidential
nature. We ought not to lose " one drop of that immortal
man." Mrs. Hun was an indifferent actress, but a sensible
and well-informed woman.—Memoir of Joe Munden, in
Beutley's Miscellany.