New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1867-11-18
NETWORK, MONDAY, NOVEMBER 49, 1867

the unfortunate Mr.. Wrinkle in the famous sporting
scene where he was compelled to sit down under tne
stern but well-merlted rebuke of Mr. Pckw1ek as al
imposter. For five years he had most undeservediy
worn the uniform of the Civil Service Volunteers: nc
had now, by his own act. been most deseryedy re- 20
duced to the ranks, and reversing the usual oruer
military procedure. had held, as full private, q
court-maTtial upon himself as captain. and he was
compelled to pronounce that he had thoroughly
deserved dismissal from the volunteer service
all of which, with the inimtabe style of the speaker
provoked great deal of laughter There was, IN
deed an interval of dullness, in which Sir T. Land
and Sir f. Grant showed that the arts do not al
ways keep company with the same individual the
general feeling concerning them, only hail auuloio,
being think, that expressed by an old fellow near
me, who, having Violently applauded one OF theIn'
turned TO his neighbor and said "Capl speech capt.
Wasn't sorry when ne got through Anthony lr0l-
lope also made what seemed to me foolish speecni
in which he denounced something Carlyle had sald
about the near relationship of fiction to lying III ne
Mr. TrolOpe had only reflected how little likely the
man who said once he had rather have written Ger,
tain ten pages of Wilhelm Meister" than all the
books of his time was to denounce fiction lndiscrlm-
inately. he might have saved the patience of many
of his hearers We had however very ia am RnE
stone who responded for the ladies. He never SAID
anythingmore cOmcal on the stage He began with
witty lnslon 70 ben Jonso rs SAYING Oh 9m a,rs
and said, Mr. Dickens had exhausted the Old World
and was going to the New. really don't know
thanks for the ladies' because am not particularly;
that am aware of, lady's man. Much langhter.I
must acknowledge, though, that there are some la,
dies of my acquaintance with Whoni nave passe ~
laughterl-in fact. mean to say, many happy even
ings. Much aughter.l feel inclined to mention
their names though perhaps hardly etq t o 20 10
~iLaughterl- Nickleby, not forgetting
Mrs Harris-[ laughterl-and ] am inclined to
add our dear little mother" [Cheers.] | am sure
when | mention the names Of those ladies, with
whom have passed many happy hours, am quite
right in returning thanks not only in their belaf,
but in behalf also of the ladies who have graced the
banquet this evening with their presence. But
must not forget that our great object this evening IL
eled through every State in the Union and in every
city of the States, and from my experience OF the
character Of Our American Cousin" and also from
NV knowledge of the impulsye nature OF the Ameri-
cans. shah leave him safely in their hands.
Loud laughter1 Don't imagine, from my
humble tribute to their character, that
am gong there again. Much laughter F.
which he described Dickens the Garck OF LlteTa-
ture His speech proposed the health of Lord Lyton'
and he spoke with much feeling of the time when ne
and Bulwer were starting out in life together lie re-
lated how Bnwer cOnfded TO him that he was writing
a poem on Sculpture for prize. and how he, LORD
COckburn, was the first TO announce TO him that ne
had gained IL. This speech was well delivered and
striking IL more than ever brought before some OF
MS the vast series of literary revolutions that yawned
between Lord Lytton, the novelist OF courts and con-
vcntions-the last of his schooland the novelist OF
that new era which has brought art from the palace
to the cottage the cabin, the life OF the lowy How
the titled and the obscure-the rich and the poor
gaze about the man who has clothed the byways, the
Raunts the beggars of the great city with romance.
No man walks through London streets with the same
ewes since he wrote. The age of chlvalry has
passed; new one begins. When the dinner was
over MIR Dickens returned to the ante-room. where
multitudes gathered about him to bid him farewell.
! saw noble Lord shake his hand at the door as he
side the door an old woman of the people grasp his
hand and, STOPPING, she kissed II.