The Statesman.
London, England, 1821-08-28 00:00:00

T10:4 TO THE CHVICH.

All the officers of the garrison, who are not on duty
for the day, to assemble on this occasion.
As soon as the arrival of the frigate is ascertained, it
will he necessary for the Lieutenant-Colonels of the
several battalions to assemble at the house of Major-
General Von Berger, for the purpose of settling say
other arrangements that may be thought proper.
That regiment which has not the garrison-duty for
day, will furnish the Word of Hower, commanders,
thrld-elficer. (Signed) Vox Issaxnour,
Colonel and Commandant of the Harries&
above is a Men' translation of the order that
, and it will show bow laboriously dress-
these Germans are in all their arrangemeab
airections : but circumstances afterwards sees-
which prevented the proposed plan frees being
into effect.
nomeeliately after thevesseis came to anchor, a boat
off to this tows, with Capt. Detje, Sir
Nsyler, and several Akers of the Wye.
arrived between nine aad tar o'clock, when Sir
sad the others ptoeeeded to the house of
Detje; they were there met by General
Coensellon of Regency, Marachalk and
and the plan for recelviNg the Royal re-
sad **manner or the procession to the Chereb,
agreed epee. In the meantime upwards of
the principal Bergen agreed to be in attest&
when the funeral should arrive, sad join the pawl
mourning dresses.
. three and fear o'clock, two or three Use.
passage vessels, which had been employed ler
purpose, arrived at the.Sesee &airs, with the
• the asoarsiag coaches, and other carriages,
to than who attended the humeral. Ulm
carefully token est by a cramp near the las&
HALT-PAST VIVI.
lir* en sow collected in all the
dor she lay. &otiosely waiting the

arrival of the Royal *arm, which is sowing op .
narrow river Schwinge ; the Bth Battalion of Halio•I
varies infantry is drawn up in front of the place ; and
a squadron of hulas,. or lancers. is stationed is that
position. from which it can precede the funeral. Thel
Bergen is their mourning dresses are also waiting
joie the procession. The bells are tolling mourn-
; the guns are brine; and the individuals who
compose the surrounding assemblage are waitir
silently and decorously to pay the last honour to their)
'Queen.

WIWI LITTRR PROM DUBLIN.

No. &

last closed with the illunsioatioae eel hit
graatimetrance into Dublin. and the next day
was the fret Line. The battle of Salentine* was
but a cosh-light to the pushing, and crushing, and
squeezing od the different introductions, they were
so numerous, that it is said seven hundred an
hoar took place; there were also se many kiss'd hands
(as they call it.) that righting Dick swore iy all the
wool in Casemate, if his Majesty did not put on his
gloves. they'd play Fox and Goose with his kuckle-
bones. Upon this remark, Dick was limed with a
Royal smile. Ob. to see old Jack Troy and all the
titalatiog B—sb—ps, and Lord Fingal and Father
Murphy, sad the rest of them lock'd up in the closet ;
it scalded the B--ds, old Jack Hang'm by can-
dle light, and the sanguine Task-masters ! ON, bad
leek to the Crawley,. This conduct in the King,
thews what the Tyrants have been doing for centuries
back; they *ever before notic'd the supporters of the
Irish Arms, ire Wolf Doge, one fawning with natu-
ral Modeles% the other snarling with fiery determin-
ation. The matte, " Gentle rhea stroked, bat fierce
whet; prOpeked." That should have led the monsters
to form a judgment on Irish feeling ; but it would
not de ; it would sot mosopolise place, profit
and patronage. No ; the Gallows, the Cat and the,
leazoaat wore upon as the cure for all disor-1
dere, akintagh distraction and disunion became the
natural melts. Oh, Pat Jewel, when you went over
to England one and twenty years ago, your letters in-
formed me of the many insults you receiv'd from the
Pitt Ultras, (now the most detestable set amongst
von); they can't' you Jacobine, Leveler, Rebel, and
•very other appellation that wickedness and ignorant
prejudice could dictate; and reports say, these said
ultras stow swear we are the best and most loyal people
in the world except themselves! Bodther, says Brod-ric.
OA, bed lash to the Crarleys, when the Catholic
rlergy aid Lord Peel were greeted by all the Libe-
ra.'s on their return from the King's closet to the
Levee. Long George and Charley Squint= looked
as pale asPaddy Conon** night shin ; and whirpereil
they were afraid his 51ajesty had still retained in his
veins some of Shemin a Chockah's blood. &sire
cows, that was in a whisper. To tell you of all the
old Flageltaters I saw amone; them, would be as easy
a task as blind Peter's whistling gigs tti rpilr stone,,
made of shilelagh oak. I couldn't mention to you a
tythecdthem; talking ef tythes ; the Laud pro,brietors
here cannot get their rents no more than with you, as
the farmer meet pay tythes and taxes, though he's
forced to fatten upon potatoes and butter-milk, let
what will happen, the black costs meet he paid, their
tenth potatue aid the etceteras therennto belonging.
So between the clergy, the lawyers, and tax-gatherers,
landlords may whistle for their rents. Here is a pretty
mess, as the woman said to her dead husband ; talk-
ing of hasbauds„ they have already named a wife for
the King, and married him by anticipation to the wi-
dow of the late French Emperor; bat you know she is
a Catholic. No matter about that, Dr. Toy and Arch-
bishop yL -stilt give thew* disputative in spit&
the Wilms/a Wise dame ter who cam ?—s'
B--d aniseeds! Patt, my jewel, is it not better to hate
a good hies, than ran the chance of having two d—d
bad ones; to be sure it Is: where would you find a
match for him, except is that great big good natured
creature, the Earl of Arklow. Long life and better
health to him; he is the Darlantest sprout that ever
sprung from royalty. Were he the Head Privy Coun-
cillor of his brother,then would the united kingdom be
for ever, and for fifty years after, an nninter-
rowed scene of peace and prosperity. Talking
of prosperity, the harvest is likely to budther
the starvation committee, and give the people some-
thing to eat in spite of them. Though John Ball is as
much *neighed to the Murphy's as if lie never got the
breed fronts,, it is reported the King cannot eat a
Dublin Bay Herring, unless it is garnished with the
fruit. Through the newspapers say he is going to
Hanover, that's all fudge Patt. 11.'nt it pretty wig
making and no hair on the block? what an insult to
his Majesty's taste, to say he'd feed upon sour crow?,
after murphys and whiskey-punch ; they may as well
tell me he'd make Blind Charley Chancellor of the Ex-
chequer, or the ghost of Jack Omealy Master of the
Ceremonies at the next grand ball at the Castle.--1
What a national loss in the death of poor Jack Street-
man, that saint of our city. Had his Majesty heard
one of his essays upon the beauties of Mrs. Jewster,
we had him fast as long as we choose to bold him,
but poor Jack is gone to glory, reqeieseant is pare.
—Ames. alb, Pats hooey, what a loss is poor Jack.
The comb boys are all alive, new poplins, new silks,
we are looking for a fancy ball—all dresses from the
liberty, devil a needle fall of any thing else; what
they'll wear to sight at the Drawing-room 1 don't
know. licessolieA, you remember what Swift said
to the coals—mash. It would make yon laugh to owe
a great big grog blossomed piece of furniture, they
cell him Sir Billy Meeker, coming from Christ-church
in the processioa, he was supported by Aby Gaily and
the Dieearder; the people began to shout until 1
sailed oat " massloyoar slack you spal peeps, if they had
biotin Guildhall they'd give him goose without gravy;
there they don't give applause without knowing for
what." Aby threw a look at me that would frighten
a dog from his porridge. I Dever said a word about the
price of Excise or Castoes•hoese books. Oh, bed lack
to the Crawley* l 1 hoar they made a Knight of Saint
Patrick, of the M—rob--es of C—; she says I)itle-
lia is much a finer place that Mary-Axe, no doubt
she is a judge of things. We have lots of Knights here,
Knights of St. Patrick, Knights of the Stool, Knights
Companions; so that if we go on a little faster we'll
mattyroarphy eight into day, and day into night.
Wins the Klieg was coming from saying his Pad-
threes Pertain/04, I was close to him; be looks twice
bettor than ea his landing; aid if he has any regard
for his health, Ito won't be in a berry to leave us: be-
sides, ray dear Patt. he has'at had time to draw his
breath slam be mother,. We avast sheer him the Glen
of the Dowse. ffower's-court Water-fall, and the Rook
it Doe-a-mace, the great Heath of Illaryboro'.• and
the Cameo st ILlfdare ; then he'll see the sky-
scraping sattleb the bread of Black sad all Black Old
Friar, sad NOV Flanagan. Theis he must visit 20
or SO gnat ins% whets hill spend a few days. oat of
Colllol.4lnnatil my jewel: and then he mast some
• Ma Ow sees% la the Guess's Conti, SI alias from
Dobai&
• CAllsbuied awn Is dm& day.

back to Dublin ; he can't take shipping at Deneg-
hadee, as their hack's up on tother side, so that he can-
not possibly see London for three months, at least ; if •
he does, the lady favourites will never forgive his.
dead or alive. Besit!es, he has been only once at the •
play, and you know be must, according to publ
fancy, give us another turn. Apropos, I hear the ma-
nazers are getting up D9ll Giorens; is Ireland, with
new worsts, to old music, and th it Sir inhs is like the
Grave Digger, up to his hips in it. The beautiful
song of Tom Moore's, "!{'beg fir:l I net tieelrersa
cad Yount'," is, by command, not to be introduced.
The words and music of Oinvaiii are to pass through a
censor, least any thing might he intro.lucell to though
the present harmony Tong may it last. "Terry
ho the tirin.ler" is still in vogue, but not a word of
d—a the Police about it. You know that ain us who
would stvear to exterminate his nei gisbour, cannot he
expected to become an honest man and a philantropist
all at once, we must make allowance for low tiger!,
and lost power ; and though we ourselves forgive, we
never can forget the bloody stripes, the htuserings
by inch ofcandle and contlagra ions. We most re-
member to Hell or to Caine:sight.: Oh, bad luck to
the Crawlers. Jolt*, ages (men, ProetrinitAu! ! :
:What the Peep of Day nova used to write wt* chalk;
on the eabhin doors, the night before they set them on bre.
")ad if poor reasaros were not of In NM 144, they IWO skot
at lu making their esrepe.

1........, PRIP4I'II LII7TRII PROM DUBLIN. back to Dublin ;he can't take ship
sluing ep tke No. 4. hadee, as their hack's op on tother sid
lion of Haim. ............—.
lie place ;lad
My last closed with the illussieatioes oil his Ma- not possibly see London for three lair
tinned in that jesty's grandeetrance hate Dublin, and the nest day he does, the lady favourites will uev
funeral. The was the lest Levee. The battle of Salentine* was dead or alive. Besite...., he has been n
deo waiting to but a cock-light to the pushing, and crushing, and 1
p sy, and yon know be must, error
aline moors.. squeezing 01l the different introductions, they were
numerous, that it is said seven hundred as
fancy, give us another turn. Apropos,
so
Idividuals who
are waiting hoar took per; there were also so Many hilted hands nazerl are getting up D9ll Giormin; i
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