The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1845-05-27 00:00:00

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The Population and Commercial Intercourse, within a
given distance of the Line on either side, is greater than
that of any other route to the North, as it nearly follows
the Old Road Line to Manchester. The length of the
Railway, between the termini, will be about 1771 miles.
As one line of rail will be sufficient throughout the

larger portion of it
materials will be obtained
or extraordinary earthworks on tt

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not necessary on a line worked
ciple.

the Atmospheric prin-

The journey between the terrain
three hours and a half.

11 be performed.

' A more detailed Prospectus, with the Provisional Corn
mittee, will be published in the course of a fe
Applications for Shares, Pros

to be made

W. BUTCRINSON, 36, Cole
Moorgate-street.

the Solicitors;
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FORM OF APPLICATION FOR SHARES

To the Provisional Committee of the London—and Man
chester Direct Inde -

• GENTLEMEN,—I request yi;u to alla-nie—m• Shares,
of £5O each, in the above-named Railway ; and I under-
take to accept the same, or such less number as you may
appropriate to me, sublect to the regulations of the Com-
pany, and to sign the necessary Dee(
required the Deposit thereon of £2

ds, and to pay ;hen

per Share

Name, in full
Profe

ion and Professional R
IN.- in frill

EDWARD B 1

HARD NEILL, Secretar

THE LEICESTER
BURTON-UPON-TRENT, AND
JUNCTION 'RAILWAY

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STAFFORD

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CAPITAL £BOO,OOO, in 16
DEPOSIT £2 15s. per . ar
THIS Line of Railway is pro . : e.
Syston Station, on the idland Counties Lint.,
proceed, by way of Woo. ..use and the Charnwood Forest
Canal, to Cole-Orton . Ashby-de-la-Zouch ; thence, by
Swadlincote, Griesl 'otteries, and the course of the pro-
jected Burton and loira Canal, to Burton-upon-Trent ;
whence, crossing the Trent, it will skirt the Forest of
Needwood near Tatenhill, HampstUll Ridware,
bury, and Colton, to the proposed Junction of tl
Staffordshire Potteries Line with the Trent Vall
at Colwicb, and, on the latter Line, to Staffox
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Boston, and Lincoln, this Rai
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SELECTIONS.

JOURNALISM.—A newspaper is the only instrument
which can drop the same thought into a thousand minds
at the same moment.—De Tocouerville.
POOR CREATURE !—We haie often heard the Sister
Isle called " Poor Old Ireland." Poor Ireland, it seems,
is so very old, that she has now lost the use of her mem-
bers.—Punch.
INSANITY.—The courtier who ruins his fortune for the
attainment of a ti tle w hich can do him no good, or of the power
of which he can make no suitable nor creditable use—the
miser who hoards his useless wealth, and the prodigal who
squanders it, are all marked with a certain shade of in-
sanity. To criminals who are guilty of enormities when
the temptation to a sober mind bears no proportion to the
horror of the act, or the probability of detection and
punishment, the same observation applies ; and all vio-
lent passions, as well as anger, may be termed a short
madness.—Sir Walter Scott.

TARNATION FIX —America, it is reported, is de-
sirous of getting the Oregon question by the simple and
pacific process of tossing up, and is only, we and rstand,
prevented from making a proposition to the British Go-
vernment to that effect by the fear of having to borrow a
dollar for the purpose.—Punch.
THE WINDOW Tax.—To Sir Francis Dashwood, wbo
was Chancellor of the Exchequer about 1762, we owe the
origin of the window-tax, at least in its present shape.
Before that period, a house-tax existed ; the manner of
reckoning it was then changed, and its amount based
upon the number of windows contained in each dwelling.
Dashwood was a poor, weak creature, a nominee of Lord
Bute's : Wilkes fell foul of him in the " North Briton,"
and Churchill lashed him in one of his vigorous satires.
It is recorded, that after his window duty feat, the chil-
dren in the street—no doubt incited and urged on by their
seniors—called after him as he passed along, "There
goes the worst Chancellor of the Exchequer England has
ever known." The asseveration might have been bold,
but there was not more boldness in it than truth.—Jerrold's
Magazine.
To REMOVE WHITEWASH OR PAINT FROM STONE
AND WOOD.—This may be most easily done by scraping
away the outer surface, and then moistening the part by
means of a brush with a mixture composed of one part of
sulphuric acid (oil of vitriol) and eight or ten of water, and
washing it over with water after every second or third
time you put it on, till you see the stone or wood appear.
If, however, you wish to remove the whitewash from the
remains of a painting on a wall, use soft soap with hot
water, and a brush not too hard. This, done carefully,
will not hurt the painting. Paint is harder to get rid of ;
it may, however, be effectually done with strong soap-
makers' lye, or what is quite as good, the following liquid :
Rut one pound of pot-ash or pearl-asb, with half a pound
of unslacked lime, into a jar, and pour over it one gallon
of boiling-hot rain-water; wash this repeatedly over the
surface, scrubbing off the paint as it becomes softened.—
The Builder.

FRIENDSHIP OF CHESS-PLAYERS.—Nothing but a
chess-player can appreciate the strong tie of brotherhood
which links its amateurs. When men spend much time
together, they become accustomed to each other, like
horses used to run in the same coach. For a fellow
chess-player a man will do that which he would refuse his
father and mother. The habit of breathing the same air
and looking at the same chess-board creates a friendship
to which that of Damon and Pythias was mere " How d'ye
do ?" This it was upon which I reckoned. Schmidt and
I had played thousands of chess-games together, and
barely exchanged three words. He no more suspected
me of being a banker's clerk than of being the King of
the Sandwich Islands. We had mostly singled out each
other as antagonists, because pretty nearly matched ; and
Schmidt loved me the more, as I knew, because it was
not every man who would play with him.—Fraser's
Magazine.

LITTLE STORIES FOR GREAT lIIIMBUGS.—There Was
a Big Bad Boy whose Name was DAN, and he used to
Cry Out for all Sorts of Things which it was not Right
for him to Have. One Day he would have This Thing,
and the next Day he would have That, but he would not
Keep Still, Give Him what you Would. At last he
would Cry Out and Make a Great Noise for the Moon
[Repeal], which he Said was His, but his Nurse PEEL
said be Should Not Have it, for it Would do Him no
Good if he Got it. But his Nurse, who would have been
Glad to Keep Him Still, gave Him a large Slice of what
was Sweet and Good, in the Hope that it Would Stop
DAN'S Mouth. But DAN Would Call Out Still for the
Moon; He would Have That, and not One Thing else
would do for Him. Oh, what a Bad Big Boy was this
DAN ! How shall we Serve Him, to Make Him Good?
I Think we Must Whip Him if he will Go on so, for we
Must not Let Him Make such a Noise, and Call Out for
the Moon, which is quite Out of his Reach.—Punch.
THE EARL OF CHESTERFIELD IN IRELAND.—CheS-
terfield, regarded as a fop in England, was a daring,
steady, and subtle governor of the unruly spirits of Ire-
land, in one of the most hazardous periods. That the
throne of the Brunswicks did not see an Irish revolt at
the moment when it saw a Scottish invasion, was the ser-
vice of Chesterfield. But he ruled not by his wisdom,
but by his wit. He broke down factions by bon-mots ;
he extinguished conspiracy by passing compliments ; he
administered the sternest law with the most polished
smile ; and cut down rebellion by quotations from La
Fontaine and catembourge from Scarron. But with these
fortunate pleasantries he combined public and solid ser-
vices. He threw a large portion of the crown lands in
the neighbourhood of the capital into a park for the re-
ception of the citizens, and thus gave one of the earliest
and most munificent examples of regard for the health and
enjoyment of the people. A more enduring monument of
his statesmanship could not have been offered to the gra-
titude of the country.—Blackwood's Magazine.
LULLY, THE FRENCH MUSICIAN.—A strange story is
extant relating to the closing scene of Lully's life. His
confessor prescribed to him, as the condition of his abso-
lution, that he should commit to flames his last opera.
Lully, after many excuses. at length acquiesced, and,
pointing to a drawer in which the rough draft of " Achille
et Polixene" was deposited, it was taken out and burnt,
and the confessor went away satisfied. Lully grew better,
and was thought out of danger, when one of the young
princes came to visit him. "What, Baptiste," says he to
him, " have you thrown your opera into the fire ? You
were a fool for thus giving credit to a gloomy Jansenist,
and burning good music." " Hus , hush!', answered
Lully in a whisper •, " I knew well what I was about : I
have another copy of it." Unhappily this ill-timed plea-
santry was followed by a relapse, and the prospect of in-
evitable death threw him into an agony of remorse, so
that he submitted to be laid on a heap of ashes, with a
cord round his neck, and in this situation he expressed a
deep sense of his late transgression. On being replaced
in his bed he became more composed, and be expired
singing to one of his own airs the emphatic words, "II
faut mourir, pecheur, faut mourir "—" You must die,
sinner, you must die."—The Violin.

SORROWS OF AUTHORS.—Many an immortal work,
that is a source of exquisite enjoyment to mankind, has
been written with the blood of the author, at the expense
of his happiness and of his life. Even the most jocose
productions have been composed with a wounded spirit.
Cowper's humorous ballad of Gilpin was written in a
state of despondency that bordered upon madness. " I
wonder," says the poet, in a letter to Mr. Newton, " that
a sportive thought should ever knock at the door of my
intellects, and still more that it should gain admittance.
It is as if harlequin should intrude himself into the gloomy
chamber where a corpse is deposited in state." In a late
number of the Quarterly Review, it was justly observed,
that " our very greatest wits have not been men of a gay
and vivacious disposition. Of Butler's private history no-
thing remains but the record of his miseries, and Swift
was never known to smile." Lord Byron, who was irri-
table and unhappy, wrote some of the most amusing stan-
zas of Don Juan in his dreariest moods. In fact, the
cheerfulness of an author's style is always but a doubtful
indication of the serenity of his heart.—Richardson's Li-
terary Leaves.

A SPY IN THE PALACE.—When the writer suggested
the possibility of getting a distant interior view of Her
Majesty's Palace at Pimlico, by means of the new light
he was really not aware that the deed had been done,—
but it has. The following revelation is enough to " fright
the isle from her propriety ;" its circumstantiality is per-
fectly astounding. On the 13th of July, Mr. Dann,
" put E. W. to sleep again," and directed him to go
to Westminster. Reaching the Bird-cage Walk, E. W.
said, " This is a very pretty place—l don't want to be
hurried on. I can see yonder some iron gates; is that
Buckingham Palace, the place you want me to go to ?' I
said yes; when he paused, and said, ' I don't like to go
In here, for there are soldiers walking to and fro—such
tall men—l don't like to pass them. I told him they
would not touch him, when he presently said, • I have
passed those tall soldiers, and got to the steps, but I don't
want to go inside.' By persuasion he enters, and exclaims,
How Grand ! this is not a fit place for me ." I per-
suaded him to stay and look about him, when he soon
finds a large room, and said, • What a grand place this is !
I can count fourteen gentlemen and ladies round a table,
and one man appears to be older than the rest ; he has a
long visage, and is dressed like a soldier. There are some
ladies, and one of them appears younger than the others ;
and that young lady has a watch at her side, on the out-
side of her clothes ; the face is turned inwards ; it is six
minutes past ten by it. I will now look at that gentle-
man's; it is in his waistcoat pocket; it is four minutes
and a half past ten by this watch. But I don't like to be
here, it is so fine a place ; would rather be outside ; I
only came in here because you wanted me to do so.' "
On the ensuing day E. W. again perambulated the
palace. "At my request," says his editor, "he looked
into several rooms, and says, Here is that young lady I
saw before, and the young gentleman too ; they are now
in a room by themselves, but it is only a small room ; hut
there are many people on tile outside.' " No doubt Mr.
Wisenden felt that the Queen's boudoir 95 " not a fit
place" for him ; for, apparently without interrupting the
royal ate-a-tete, he passed thence into the gardens.
Here, however, he manifested something very much like
a want in following her Majesty everywhere as closely as
her shadow. Assuredly, this feat is more calculated to
agitate even the strong mind than anything that has ever
been achieved,—except the
.hlowing up of John o'Gaunt,
off Brighton, by Captain Warner. And, cum aliis, it is
suggestive of many interesting questions. What are the
laws and limits of a clairvoyant's sensibilities ? He
delights in a garden,—can he relish a. remote jelly ? He
buttons up his coat in a cold tunnel,—is he proof against
a pistol ball? He does what Falstaff refused to do, he
acts, " upon compulsion,"—why is he thus abject? But
for the present we must repose upon the facts of the case,
and exercise patience. Our grandsires all were believers
in the veritable existence of Oberon and Martha, Robin
Goodfellow and Pigwiggin, Tib and Fib, and "the crew
that never rest ;" and who will now dare to write FOOL
on his grandfather's grave on account of his creed ?—The
Mesmerist.

LORD J. RUSSELL'S TESTIMONY IN FAVOR OF SCRIP-
TURAL EDUCATION.—At the last meeting of the British
and Foreign School Society, Lord J. Russell spoke as
follows—" As to the manner in which education should
be conducted, the society, from the commencement, de-
clared that they found no solid, no indestructible basis
for education, but instruction in the Holy Scriptures.
They have therefore instructed the children in the holy
Scriptures without addition of creed or c,techism ; and I
must say there is nothing which experience has taught, or
further reflection has led me to consider, which has not
confirmed in my opinion the soundness of the original
decision of the soclety.—(Cheers.) If we look to our
own Church we find it declared in the. Articles that noth-
ing more is required in point of faith than what is to be
' read in the holy Scriptures and what can be proved
thereby,' and on that foundation I think all the Protest-
ants of this kingdom are agreed.—(Cheers.) They are
all agreed to teach the holy Scriptures, and that what
is not to be found in the Scriptures and can't be proved
thereby, is not necessary for faith. Our diversities are
many, and some of them important, but with respect to
the leading point of all, we of this kingdom are agreed.
And, therefore, though you may wish to have schools, in
the words of my lamented friend William Allen ' for all,'
you can have no solid foundation for those schools except
instruction in the word of God—the holy Scriptures."
Very good. This is what we have been contending for,
my Lord, but what we find it so hard to press on your
lordship, your colleagues or your opponents in the House
of Commons. When the Protestants of Ireland ask you
to give them the benefit of your own admissions and de-
clarations, they are turned rudely and roughly from your
door. Now, why is I his if the foregoing words are a correct
representation of your thoughts ?
BRIEF LIFE OF THE " ITALIAN BOYS."—The follow-
ing affecting passage occurs in the recently-published
" address" of a society formed for the protection and
education of these wanderers :—" Of the poor Italian
boys who have scrlong enlivened our streets with almost
the only music which could be bad out of the concert or
drawing room, hundreds are the victims of a set of men
who periodically visit Italy, and convert the face of that
lovely land into a slave-market, selecting chiefly from the
mountains the little creatures whom we see daily around
us, making an agreement with the parents to house, feed,
and clothe them for a term of years, and at the end of that
time to set them free with a certain sum—seldom or never
paid. The boys arrive here, and then what is their con-
dition ? Day after day, early and late, in the hottest time
of summer, in the stormiest and most inclement of winter,
are these poor fellows forced to drag along their heavy
organs from street to street; they have to live as they
best can on the casual charity of passers-by ; they are ex-
pected to bring home a certain sum daily; and also fre-
quently towards nightfall—not daring to meet their mas-
ters without the stipulated amount—they may be seen
begging piteously. Their clothes are filthy rags ; their
lodging is of the most miserable description. They are
huddled together in one of the most unhealthy, the most
crowded, the lowest localities of London, in small, ill-
ventilated rooms, many in a room, worse housed than
animals, badly as slaves ever were. From being so many
hours a day under the weight of a heavy organ, (to say
nothing of their long exposure, ill-clad and ill-fed, to our
fickle climate,) they contract fearful disorders, such as
hernia, varicose veins, diseases of the spine, &c. ; and it
has been calculated by a medical man, one of their own
countrymen, that the average duration of time during
which they continue such occupation is about eight
years, by which time their constitutions are utterly broken
down." "We know," says a public journal, commenting
upon this passage, " of but one cure for this species of
importation, and that is, a universal public agreement
never to give these beggars any money to carry to their
masters. Let them at once learn that the trade is unpro-
fitable, and it will assuredly cease.
PRINCE ALBERT'S COLLEGE LIFE.—It was on the 3d
of May, 1837, that Prince Albert was matriculated at the
University of Bonn as a student of jurisprudence. He
was then in his 18th year. The Prince and his brother
resided in the house of Dr. Bischof, on a piece of open
ground near the cathedral. The two princes had been
confided to the care of a tutor, Herr Forschutz, a man of
great learning and high moral integrity, now one of the
ministers at Coburg. Among their other attendants was
a German nobleman, who acted as chief officer of the
household. There were fifteen attendants in all, includ-
ing domestics. Their style of living was in ordinary re-
markable for its plainness. Occasionally, however, they
gave sumptuous entertainments to thirty or forty of their
fellow-students, selected entirely for their personal worth
and talents. The early rising of Prince Albert, which at
first surprised the English, is but a reminiscence of col-
lege life. At Bonn, his Royal Highness was P distinonished
from all the students of the same rank by his rising at
half-past five or six every morning. From that till seven
in the evening he was at his studies, allowing an interval
of three hours for dinner and recreation. After seven he
was accustomed to pay visits ; he did this in a graceful
and unostentatious manner. Jurisprudence and history
were the chief subjects of Prince Albert's attention. The
more graceful studies of music and painting alternated
with these graver subjects. As a musician, Prince Albert
is very generally known. And it is said that her Majesty
is proud of a portrait of a " Savoyard Minstrel Boy,"
which the Prince painted at Bonn. During the three
academical seasons spent at Bonn, his Royal Highness ma-
nifested the same love for field sports and manly exercises
which distinguishes him now. Close to the house where
he resided lived Peter Staun, a rich hotel-keeper, who
constantly attended him in his shooting excursions. Peter
hsd a handsome preserve of his own, to which the Prince
frequently repaired, followed by Peter, who to this day
speaks of those excursions with the fondest pride, and the
tears come into his eyes as he gives utterance to his heart-
felt praises of the good-natured Prince Albert. The pri-
vate charities of the Prince were unbounded. His nume-
rous acts of kindness and beneficence derived an addi-
tional charm from the quiet grace with which they were
performed. The Prince left the University in 1838. His
marriage with our Queen was solemnized on the 10th of
February, 1840.

THE ROAD TO THE OREGON TERRITORY.—Though
several parties have penetrated into the Oregon territory
from the United States through the gorges and over the
towering heights of the Rocky Mountains, yet it may be
safely asserted, from the concurrent testimony of traders,
trappers, and settlers, who have themselves passed these
natural barriers, that the difficulties are so numerous and
formidable, and the time necessary for the passage so
long, that there is no secure, expeditious, or commodious
tract which can ever be used as a highway, so as to afford
facilities for an influx of emigrants overland. Several
routes have been tried of late, and each differs only from
the other in the privations which the passengers undergo.
None but the wild and fearless free trappers can clamber
over these precipices and tread these deserts with security,
and even these are quitting them as haunts, and now us-
ing them only as unavoidable tracks. It is true there
have been published more favourable accounts, within
the last year or two, by parties who have made the jour-
ney safely, and who encourage others to make a similar
experiment. But these accounts are in such a spirit of
bravado, and accompanied with expressions of thankful-
ness by the parties for their own success, that they are
indirect proofs of the difficulty and danger of the under-
taking, and of the utter hopelessness of such a route for
general purposes. For hundreds of miles the several
tracks present nothing but frightful barrenness under foot,
and overhead scorching beat or piercing cold. The
country even west of the Rocky Mountains is broken
with towering cliffs, deep ravines, and sunken streams,
from which the traveller cannot draw a drop to allay his
burning thirst ; and the soil is either sandy, in which he
sinks at every step, or of a black, rugged stone, which
tears his feet. The travellers have been obliged to feed
on the lean carcases of their animals, which have died
from hunger, thirst, or fatigue. Farnham says that they
were obliged at last to kill their universal favourite and
pet—their dog, and economise his flesh. He further says,
that during eight days' journey, and he bad proceeded
with the expedition of one travelling for life, he had not
met with a single acre of land capable of producing grain
or vegetables. Another American traveller, Townsend,
says, " Our only food was dried crumbling meat, which
we carried, and chewed like biscuits as we travelled.
There are two reasons by which the extreme thirst which
the wayfarer suffers in these regions may be accounted for :
first, the intense heat of the sun upon the open and ex-
posed plains ; and, secondly, the desiccation to which
every thing here is subject. The ai• feels like the breath
of a sirocco, the tongue becomes parched and horny, and
the eyes, mouth, and nose, are incessantly assailed by the
fine, pulverised lava which rises from the ground with
the least breath of air. Bullets, pebbles chalcedony, and
pieces of smooth obsidian, were in great requisition ; al-
most every man was mumbling some of these substances
in an endeavour to assuage his burning thirst." The lead
bullets and the other substances which they chewed were
for the purpose of producing spittle, which they would
swallow to prevent inflamation and death.—Dunn's His-
tory of the Oregon Territory.