The Weekly register., 1843-11-04

the edu9k of those around you. Dinness
is latS AbeG1g announced, and NEAR
time, as yoS Know all the ladiss, and are
ppucularly acquainted with REaungr
est and prettiNt, you set down BY tW
latter, and promise yourself the pleasure
Of giving her an arm when the doors
are thrown open, and sitting by her at
dinner. The butler make his appear
ance at last, and the lady willingly takes
your arln-when in steps my Lord
Elummery, who is a terrible "spoon,"
but undoubtedly "My Lord" takes the
lady froffA you, and makes his way to
the dinneTtable. Your first thought is
tc follow and secure place on the other
side Of her, bat still another couple or
two are to taksPrecedence, and you are
left at last 10 walk alone,- and take the
seat that IS lelt-perhaps between two
men who have lady on the other side.
Peasants Mt it?
Again. You are stroIling in Regent
street or the Park with an Engllshman,
whose acquaintance you made on your
travels. He is man of for une, and
as independent in his character as any
man in England. On the Continent he
struck you as particularly high7minded
and free from prejudice. You are chat.
ting with him very intimately when
young nobleman, not remarkable for
any thing but his nobility, slips his arm
into your friends and Join the promen-
ade. From that moment, your friend
gives you about as much Of his attention
as he does for his walking stick, lets
your questions 60 unanswered, let them
be neverSso clever, ahd enjoys with the
highest zest the most remote spoony-
osities of my lord. You, perhaps, as
stranger, visit 10 my lords circle society
and your friend does not; but he would
as soon think ofpicking my lords pocket
as of Introducing you to him, and, If
you begin TO think you are Monsieur de
Trop and say "good mornings" your
friend, who never parted from you be-
fore without making an engagement to
see you again, gives you nod without
turning his head from his lordship and
very drily echoes your "good morn
lng-7 And this, we repeat, the most in
dependent man in England will do, for
he is brought up TO fear God and honor
a lord, and it is bred in his bone and
brain.
Wc-coufd give a. tousand similar in
stances, but the reader can easily ina
CINE them. The life of commoner in
England is one of Inevitable and daily
eclipse and mortifcation--no but
the force Of early habits and education
making it toierable to the Englishman
himself, and nothing at all making it in
any way endurable 10 republican, of
any pride or spirit. You naturally say,
"Why not associate with the middle
classes, and let the aristocracy go to the
devil?" but Individually sending people
to the devil is of no use, and the middle
classes value yourself and each other
only as your introduction to them is
aristocratic, or as their friends are APP
provable by an aristocratic eye. There
is no class free from this humiliating
weakness. The notice Of lord will at
any time take the wind out Of your sails
when a lady is in the case; your tailor
will leave you half-measured to run 10
my lords cab in the street; your doctor
will neglect your fever for my lords
cold; your friend will breakfast with
my lord though engaged particularly,to
you; and the out-goings and in-com-
ings, the sayings and doings, the stu
pidities, impudencies, manners, greet
ings and condescensions of lords and
ladies, usurp the conversation in all
places, and to the interruption or ex-
clusion of the most grave or personal
topics.
Understand us, we grudge no respect
to dignities or authorities. Even to
wealth, as power, we are willing to
yioI1s he wal But we say again., that
a republican SpirIt nIWSt "a --e,-i,,ot
homage TO any thing human a0ith tchich
It neuer can compete, and in this lies
the only distinction 1--WE fervently hope)
which will ever hedge in an American
aristocracy. Let who will, get to wind
ward of US by superior sailing-the
richer, the handsomer, the cleverer,
the stronger, the more beloved and gift
ed--there was fair play at the start, and
we will pay difference and duty with the
promptest. But no lords and ladies, Mr..
President, if you love US. M. W.