The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1843-07-04 00:00:00

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FEAR EALYSING LAVGRTER.—The motion of fear must
produce a different sensation in a Chinese from what it
does in other people, for, when most afraid, they in-
variably laugh the heartiest. Rather against the theory
of Mr. Hobbes, that " the passion of laughter is nothing
else but sudden glory arising from sudden conception of
some eminency in ourselves by comparison with the in-
firmity of others, or with our own formerly."—Captain
Lock's• The Closing Events of the Campaign in China.
It is one of the artful plans of the Tractarian school to
represent the heads of the Church of England as really
divided upon.this subject. But this is not the case. Some
of the bishops have seen more good arising out of a few of

the early tracts than others have doi,.
curred in this, that, as a whole, they have been injurious,
Some of the bishops have thought more highly than others

but all have con-

ci.ca VW. till nave concurred in blaming the creation
of a schism, and of a ,heresy, which must tend to drive the
lay members of the Church, either onwards to Romish, or
backwards to Protestant dissent. We have read every
charge which has been delivered by the heads of our
Church .with regard to this heresy; and we have no he&
tation in sayir that the condemnntt-- •

v., under which. Dr.
Pusey is now suffering is one which is not merely inflicted
by the University of Oxford, but is in complete harmony
with all the declared opioions of our episcopal governors.
—The Churchman for July.

COMPETITION.—This under-selling speculation, this
plan to secure a monopoly, this courting of present loss
with an eye to more abundant profit in the end, however
sanctioned by example and universality of practice, is part
of a system radically wrong ; an effort in the struggle by
which each man sells to overreach his brother; an opera-
tion of the principle of selfishness; sure in its prospective
action so to influence the dealer, that, calculating the pro-
bable loss on his merchandise, he will find, in his own
bosom, a plausible plea for expending the least possible
outlay in its preparation ; and this same fact being present
also to the apprehension of the party who supplies it, will
affect the wages paid to the poor drudges whose manual
labour brings it from the bowels of the earth, or whether
at the anvil or the loom, works into form by mechanical
operation. At home there is scarcely a branch of trade
where the same mischievous and wrongful: plan is not
occasionally pursued. We are always hearing of prodigious
bargains on sale—some article offered for less than it could
possibly be sold at, unless in some other article a pro-
fit equivalent to this:loss is to be made : and if only equiva-
lent, who would be at the trouble and incur the risk of
such a venturous game ? We may point to large establish-
ments, not " selling off, " but in thriving business, un-
dertaking to supply some small matter in very general use,
at fifty or a hundred per cent, less than the very prepara-
tion, exclusive of the material, must cost them, if the
poor creatures who fashion it are paid with any regard to
common honesty or decency in the transaction. How can
this be, unless purchasers, tempted by such a lure to fre-
quent the establishment, are enormously overcharged—in
plain English, defrauded—in something else ?—Perils of
the Nation.

THE PROTESTANT CHURCH AT JERUSALEM.—A small
upper room, within the city, on the lower slopes of Sion,
appropriately fitted up, and ascended by a staircase from
without, is as yet the only place for the administration of
our holy worship ; and that was too spacious for the little
flock that assembled there, including, besides ourselves,
only the architect, the bishop's family, with a portion of
his household, and two missionaries. Adjoining the tem-
porary chapel are laid the foundations of the new Protes-
tant church ; for which the ground is excavated to the
depth of fifty feet, through accumulated rubbish. Assu-
redly it will now stand, for it is not only founded on a
rock, but " her foundations are upon the holy hill, and
the Lord loveth the gates of Sion more than all the dwell-
ings of Jacob :" once more, " out of Sion bath God ap-
peared in perfect beauty." This sacred edifice is intended
to contain five hundred persons. Where so many are to
be found, remains yet to be seen. God will, if it be so
decreed, prosper the work. As yet, the only Protestants
in the "City of God" are the Consul, a very trifling
number of Hebrew converts, and the Missionaries. The
prayers of our liturgy are read daily at seven o'clock in
the morning, in Hebrew, and in the evening in the Eng-
lish language : on a Sabbath afternoon, and on other
occasions, the German is used in addition. Having re-
ceived an invitation to attend evening service in the con-
fined, though comfortable, well-furnished residence of the
Bishop, in a narrow street, I gladly availed myself of the
privilege; and subsequently enjoyed much conversation
with him. His family consists of a wife, daughters, a
governess, chaplain, two or three English servants, and
a medical man—a most requisite addition, the climate at
certain seasons being decidedly unhealthy, the rai❑ fall-
ing in spring causing fevers and ague : so severely was
the architect suffering, that on the occasion of our dining
at his residence he was compelled to keep his bed.—
Stent's Tour.

THE LIVERPOOL. MERCHANT OF EIGHTY YEARS
AGO.—Mr. Manesty was about three or four and forty
years of age. His countenance was cold and calculating,
seldom, if ever, relaxing into a smile, and almost as sel-
dom darkening into a frown. In stature, he, like one of
Crabbe's heroes—
" Grave Jonas' kindred, Sibyl kindred's sire,
Was six feet high, and look'd six inches higher;"
and his massive head, somewhat (contrary to custom, he
wore no peruke) touched with gray, and rapidly inclining
to be bald, was firmly set on a pair of ample shoulders.
His dress, which never varied, was of snuff-brown broad-
cloth, a wide-skirted coat, a deep-flapped waistcoat, and
a close-fitting pair of breeches, not reaching much beyond
the knee, where they were secured by a pair of small sil-
ver buckles. These garments were all of the same colour
and material, and for more than twenty years he had not
allowed any change in their fashion, which, though an
object of scorn in the eyes of the beaux and macaronies
of the middle of the last century, was comfortable and
commodious. No ruffles graced his wrists ;no tie or
solitaire decorated his stiff cravat, rolled closely round
his muscular throat; no ornament whatever was worn on
any part of his person ; but all, from his well-brushed,
broad-brimmed hat, to his woollen stockings of iron gray,
and his shoes—blackened with whatever art, before the
appearance of Day and Martin in the world, could com-
mand, and kept tightiy close by a pair of the darkest
buckles—was scrupulously clean, stainless, and without
speck. Such, too, was his repute among his brother
merchants ; and when, at Exchange hours, he made his
way, slowly and steadily pacing among the commercial
crowd, with his gold-headed cane, which he carried more
as an emblem of his caste than for any purpose of sup-
porting his brawny hand or strong-set limbs, he seemed,
in more senses than one, a pillar of 'Change.—John
Manesty, the Liverpool Merchant, by the late Dr. Ma-
gian, from Ainsworth's Magazine.

QUAKERS AFTER THE RESTORATION.—Amongst the
most remarkable taverns was one kept by a Quaker in
Finch-lane, and frequented almost exclusively by persons
of the same fraternity. The Quakers opened their hearts,
under the Restoration, to a little social intercourse, and
became such excellent judges of wine, that this establish-
ment to which they resorted was noted for the rare quality
of its liquors. But the most striking attribute of the
house was the dreary melancholy that pervaded it. Utterly
unlike all the other taverns, this hostelrie was as still as
the grave ; the visitors moved about in silence, or sat like
spectres over their glasses. Hilarity was out of the ques-
tion ; nobody spoke, except by whispers, or in hushed
voices, in a corner of the room ; discussion was prohi-
bited; outward signs or expressions of enjoyment there
were none, except in the watering of the eyes or the mant-
ling colour of the cheeks ; a sad and profound gravity
spread over the assembled guests ; even the drawers glided
through the room with the solemn air of phantoms ; and
the whole company seemed to be awaiting the visitation
of the spirit to unlock their tongues and the fountains of
gaiety in their brains, so plentifully supplied by their
noiseless potations. A coarse writer, who was certainly
no Quaker, gives a curious description of the interior.
" We found all things," be observes, " as silent as the
mourning attendance at a rich man's funeral ; no ringing
of bar-bell or bawling of drawers, but a general hush kept
up through the whole family, as a warning to all tipplers,
at their entrance, not to make a noise. * * * In the
entry, we met two or three blushing saints, who had been
holding forth so long over their glass, that had it not been
for their flapping umbrellas, puritanical coats, and dimi-
nutive cravats, shaped like the rose of a parson's hat-band,
I should have taken them, by their scarlet faces, to be
good Christians. They passed us as upright and as stiff
as so many figures in a raree-show. * * * A drunken-
looking drawer, disguised in a sober garb, shewed us into
the kitchen, which we told him we were desirous of being
in ; several of Father Ramsay's slonching disciples sat
hovering over their half-pints, like so many gossips over
their quarterns of brandy, as if they were afraid anybody
should see them,"—Ainsworth's Magazine.