Whose party do the townsmen yet admit? Citizens. One must prove greatest: while they weigh so even, We hold our town for neither; yet for both. King John. most astonished me was, that a very proud "Ha, Thomas," it was to one, "how well you look! why, you've shaken off your ague?" Ees,' says Thomas, I've been What a scene electioneering is! I shall shaking long enough, but they shan't shake never forget what I have seen of it! I was my politics.'"Well done, Thomas! I prevailed upon to go with a friend to wit- honour thee; give me thy hand (the dirtiest I ness his being elected; but it is the last ever saw, covered with manure.) Then thou'lt scene of the kind in which I shall ever take stick to the old Orange interest." (Thomas) a part. There was, however, in it a mix-Noah-I have had much better offers ture of the serio-comic, of the intriguing, t'other side. Beside, I think we ban't well of the marvellous, and of the ridiculous. used by the King's men; dang it, they're There must certainly be a great charm in too'proud; they treats the poor all as one as being a member of parliament; other dirt under their feet.' "Oh! fie; oh! fie, wise, would men condescend and drudge, my dear Thomas."-My friend stepped flatter, fawn, and cajole, stoop to all ranks aside with Thomas: What he said to him and to all humours, to gain that point? I don't pretend to know; but thrice they A candidate is the most affable, the most shook hands; and Thomas shook his sides accommodating character in the world; but with laughter. He went off grinning, and it cannot be expected, after such rebuffs, said, 'Well, ye bid to get the plumper.' that, when chosen, the same painful part should be acted to the end. The rivalry at the election of which I have spoken, was excessive; and John Bull was more than ordinarily brutal. Yet so supple was one of the Candidates, that he considered a stone thrown at him only as a striking proof of John's regard, and he hugged the greasy rogues" as though they had been his dearest friends. Then were family anecdotes, and private vices, personal defects, and even personal misfortunes, made the broad theme of vulgar clamour, and baudied from side to side, in order to annoy the opposite party. I was so ignorant of these matters, that I inveighed against such disgraceful practices, as a dishonour to the representatives of a great nation, and an indelible stain on the people who committed these excesses. But I was informed that it was all according to ancient custom, that a broken head or the receipt of a dead dog in one's face, was only the pot-luck on these occasions; and that Elections are the Englishman's carnival, or rather his saturnalia; for, in the former, insults are given and received under the mask, and are of course less gross and degrading; but, in the latter, they are warranted by privilege and usage, and are assumed as if by charter. One of the Candidates became a complete catechumen to his constituents elect; and it was laughable to hear how like a good boy he answered all his catechisers. 66 Surely! well, we must see to that" (the man had been a footman!) Disengaged from him, my friend was attacked by an old woman, who abused him most violently for breach of promises, for voting against the interest of the country, for neglect, and for a long list of sins. His gentleness and adroitness got the better in the end; and after enduring much, he prevailed upon her to allow her son to split his vote betwixt him and the opposite party. "Honest Mr. Shambles!" exclaimed he next. "Why you did'nt give me a call when last you came to Smithfield." "Yes, your honour, I did; but your pert jack-anapes of a French Valet almost shut the door in my face, and said as how you was not visible.' "A rascal!" said the Member; "I must turn him away, Shambles; he offends every body; he does not know how to discriminate between my real friends, and a parcel of intruders. But I say, that's a mighty pretty woman-your second wife." Tol lol, your honour.' "And what do you think of doing with your heir-a fine lad toc-your only son, I think?" He is, Sir. Why I think of making a doctor of him (fine lessons of humanity he must have learned from you, thought I to myself,) but he prefers being a parson; and as I can afford to give him the first of neddycations, it don't matter. He's a bright boy; he'll get on; and I can He next met an old man. "How sorry give him some thousands." Right, my I was, friend Barnacle, for the loss of honest friend; and I know a family which your cattle (this circumstance he learned a has high church interest. But we must not few minutes before.) I wish you had writ- talk of that now: at another time we will. ten to me; but I think I have a plan for He'll make a capital Bishop: he speaks you. By the by, how many sons have well, don't he?"Oh! aye, your honour; you who are freemen?" Four, your ho-he has the gift of the gab; you'll hear him nour.'" And how are they doing?" Mor-by and bye tip 'em a bit of a speech for your tal bad; and the young one, I can't do side of the question.' "Bravo! But, Shamnothing with.' That's a pity, friend Bar-bles, why don't you make him a lawyer? I nacle. I should think that the Blue Coat could give him a lift there: d-me, I school would not be a bad thing for the should not be surprised to see him Lord young one; and the two eldest must maChancellor yet." The old butcher was so nage your affairs."-Ees. —' And I delighted with this dream of ambition, that should think that Jack-"His name is he went off resolved to strain every nerve James, your honour.' Ah! true-James for my friend, and swore, that if his nextwould make a rare exciseman; he's a keen door neighbour, who had promised his vote dog, friend Barnacle."Ah! that he he.' for the Blue, as he called it, did not break his word and change sides, he would arrest him for his bill due for meat. 66 ་ 66 Ees, your And, Bob-" Bill your honour. Coming to a smart well-dressed fellow, he said, "Are you out of place?" I am, Sir." But have you kept your vote? * Though the Elections are over, our readers I have, Sir."Well, we must get you into may be amused by a Hermit's view of the sub-place." Yes, Sir, I should like a place ject.-ED. under government; I am tired of service.' We lastly called at a School-master's, who had seven children. These my friend called Cherubim and Seraphim. Indeed all the Electors' children whom he met, were the finest children in the world. Into each of their hands he put a guinea. But this was no bribery; for it is clear that the poor children had no vote, and the fathers did not see the money given, neither could they be accountable for others. On our road to the Hustings, I asked him if he had such extensive interest as to give away all the things which he led his friends to expect. He answered me in the negative. I inquired what then he could give them? which he answered me by putting the two following questions: "Can our physicians cure one tenth of the maladies incident to man, or restore all their patients 66 to health? Can they always give them even | (No, no, from all sides.) Then are we not all 66 this country; and by the help of her mother's abilities, a tolerable singer at Vauxhall and the inferior Concerts, he contrived to educate this girl and her brother, the A apprehend," quoth a Scotch farmer, present Violin player. Miss Weichsell exwho was settled amongst them, "that hibited the usual early facility of a musiwe're no juste (a very elongated word) sae cian's child. Practice under the tuition of fit to legislate as some of they folk which her father, and some of the principal perthe honourable member wha spak last im-a-formers of the day, gave her a rapid masgines. D'ye think, Maister Brickdust, that tery of the Piano; her powers were turned to the Duke's flunkey (footman) there could account, while her infancy still made her a buld a hoose just as fast and as weel as spectacle; and at seven years of age sle No, because I have given all played a concerto at the Haymarket The: my time to it.'"Weel then ye ken sae has tre. Her practice and her progress contithe parson geen a' his time to the gospel; nued, and in her eleventh year she exhi-· and the mi-ni-ster to studying the constitu- bited her powers in a Concerto of her own tion. An' a apprehend that some of us composition. One of her instructors had wad mak as awkward a figure in the puwpft been Schroeter, the finest pianist of his or in the Hoose o' Commons, as a bull wud day. A later instructor was Mr. James at a concert, or a bear in a ball-room." Billington, a man whose name makes one (Roars of laughter mixed with hisses.)-Our of the deepest blots in the history of this Northern Orator proceeded; but under such immoral woman. He was a musician in unfavourable circumstances, that he could the Drury Lane Theatre, and a respectable not be heard. person. He married her. Shortly after her marriage, in 1782, he took her to Ireland, with the idea of making her a public singer. She was then, what she was to the close of her life, a handsome woman. The Irish manager was a showy libertine, and Mrs. Billington had the reputation of sharing his libertinism. Nor was my friend less adroit at the Hustings than in his canvass. He solicited on all sides, took advantage of every thing, thanked his friends, seemed good-humour-yoursel?" ed to his enemies, attacked every voter with, My good Sir, have you not forgotten that although you are bound to support my honourable brother candidate, you gave me hopes (or you promised) that you would divide your votes betwixt us?" By this ruse de guerre he cajoled more than one, and raised such a spirit of peace and of conciliation as produced him many votes. When the business was over, I asked him whether he was not fatigued and disgusted?" Both, very much, my dear I now left the assembly deeply impressed friend," replied he; but then our object with the truth of the Scotsman's argument, is achieved, and, luckily for us, it happens and regretting much that the tide was so but once in seven years." This polling basi-high against him. I inquired into his chaness is a dreadful ordeal, through which racter; and I found that he had made every one is not fit to pass: a good front is money, and had purchased a freehold; that certainly necessary! I am now convinced although he was not considered as a public that nothing is deemed humiliating or de- speaker, his opinion was often taken in grading in gambling, in horse-dealing, and matters of business, Most of the assembly in electioneering, provided that success had little to lose; but Sandy used to say, attend the operations of the parties. that he did nae ken hoo far a reforin might gang, and whether it might nae reform the little fortin which he had been scraping together with so much industry for so long a space of time." Before I left the town where the Election occurred, by way of seeing all the humours of the place, I went to an open house of the opposite side, for I wore no ribbons nor distinctive badge; and being neither citizen nor freeman, I was not an object of jealousy to any party. Here I saw a large assemblage of voters and others engaged in political discussion. A cattle Doctor was the president, and a Bricklayer was upon his legs. I lost the greater part of his discourse; but a Rat-catcher, who was near me, informed me that he was considered as a very sound politician and a great orator. "Gentlemen!" cried he to the assembly, we are ruined by the crown and the church interest, by the aristocracy, and the preponderance of place-men. Intolerance, bigotry, and superstition, the sacred rights of kings, and the influence of the clergy, undo us. Have we not all our senses as well as our Senators and Bishops? Have we not as good sound judgments as or preachers and our rulers? Is not the book of knowledge, open to all of us who can read? And why should not you and I, Gentlemen! (e seemed much wedded to this term) inte pret our laws, both civil and divine, just as correctly as a Chancellor or an Archbish op? (Loud applause.) Fair play's a jewel. (Bravo, from the Rat-catcher.) Is a padlo k to be set on our minds, and a muzzle to be clapped upon our mouths? This person would be a very dangerous member of a Committee of the House of Commons, though quite at home in the Truc-Blue con unittee. I forgot to mention that the assembly was held at the society called the Friends of the Constitution; Freedom of Debate was written over the door; and the first regulation in writing was, Every gentleman to pay three-pence for his admission card, a charge of tobacco and a pipe!" This was my first and last visit to any society of the kind. It had its novelty; but it had no other attraction, except Sandy's lesson, for THE HERMIT IN LONDON. The situation of Ireland at that time was peculiar. It was, in manners, between barbarism and civilization; in means, between abject poverty and established opulence; in politics, between slavery and constitution: it had all the disabilities of a middle state; the government, the popular habits, the public mind, had the turbulent dislocation of an interregnum. The country had been urged into a vigour, of which hitherto the only signs were the fever and flame in the circulation. She might have taken for her emblem the traveller in the Alps looking down at once on the forests of Germany and the Italian vintage, yet himself fixed in the region of the storms, and dying for want of shelter. The state of the country was that of all others in which profligacy throws out its rankest and most weedy fertility. The old flood of a stagnant and needy barbarism had been suddenly drawn off, and the slime turned into pestilence and monstrous vitality. The neMADAME FLORISSENT, cessity, for such is the name, for leading the new Legislature into the views of the (better known as) MRS. BILLINGTON. English government, scattered an immense There are persons in the world who can be quantity of public money among the memof no service to it till their death; and bers of the Irish parliament; the luckless worthless or criminal beings, whose lives visitation of a licentious Lord Lieutenant, afforded nothing but the moral of an un- gave crowning to the scheme of national timely, a despised, or an odious grave. seduction; and the hot blood of the Irish, The subject of the present memoir was a Roman Catholic in all their habits, Proteswoman of great natural advantages, great tant only in name, full of feudal extrava popular favour, great professional repu-gance, family pride, personal indulgence, tation; yet it would have been better for her to have dragged on life in its lowest place of talent and condition, than to have been the creature that she was long before she sank from the eyes of the world. BIOGRAPHY. Mrs. Billington was the daughter of a travelling German musician, of the name of Weichsell. He obtained some pupils in and lazy priestly superstition, was pampered into licentiousness of all kinds, almost without bounds, and without example. In these allusions to past times, we offer no disrespect to the feelings of a country which perhaps we value as deeply as its most mouthing adulators; but we speak the truth, and the broken sceptre and dis In 1786, Mrs. Billington was engaged at Covent Garden Theatre, and made her debut as Rosetta in Love in a Village. Her success was not memorable. In Ireland her most productive pursuits had not been connected with the stage, and she had often experienced marks of public neglect. In England the same effects of theatrical deficiency followed, without the same palliatives, and Mrs. Billington, no longer the favourite of the boudoir, was compelled to consult more diligently the usual means of distinction on the stage. Sacchini was at that time enchanting the gay and the great at Paris, and Mrs. Billington went over to learn a portion of his enchantments. She was intelligent and poor, she exered herself, and her first distinction was the result of this Italian's lessons. She was to be contaminated by the society of a woman living in avowed adultery.† + Should the language of this biographical sketch be thought severe, we can only say, that we dare not adorn departed profligacy with every virtue under heaven. Instead of taking that dangerous course, we consider it due to every virtuous woman who reads our pages, not to con found with such a character as it is her glory to bear, that of total disregard to all the purest ties of society and most sacred precepts of religion. Biography, to be an useful, is often a painful duty.-ED. THE DRAMA. mantled crown of Ireland, flung on the married a M. Florissent, a Lyonnese, purtomb of her Constitution, are the melan-chased an estate at Venice, and seemed to choly proofs that the madness of her youth have fixed herself there. In 1801 she sudprepared her for an early mortality. Mrs. denly appeared in London, and the report Billington figured for some years in this which accounted for her return was, that amphitheatre of the vices, if not the most she had been plundered of her entire pronaked, one of the most notorious of its ex-perty by some enamoured swindler. She hibitors. Dublin was not Athens, nor was was at this time in the height of her powers. Mrs. Billington Aspasia; yet men of dis- The public curiosity was strongly raisedtinguished talents were found among the engagements were offered to her at the crowd of her admirers, and the first orator same time at the King's Theatre, and those of the Irish bar degraded his name, and in- of Covent Garden and Drury Lane. By an sulted public decency, by open association unusual arrangement, she played alternately with the handsome singer. The Lord at the two latter houses; but her first apLieutenant, a man who, when the tide of pearance was at Covent Garden, in the part of general dissipation was at its height, sat Mandane in Artaxerxes. She was now, in all on the top of the tide, was understood to that caught the eye or ear, an extraordinary have worshipped the same Circe, and and admirable creature. Still within those worshipped without being the engrosser of years, when if the softness of youth be past, DRURY LANE. THE MEETING.-There her spells. its fire remains; with her mind in its finest was a meeting of Proprietors, &c. of this maturity, and her talent in its full perfec- Theatre on the Wednesday of last week, tion, she stood before the public, a noble, for the election of six persons in lieu of graceful, lovely woman, with a voice of those who go out by rotation. Considertouching sweetness, subtle in all the mys- able discussion ensued between the powers teries of Italian taste. She was considered that be, (the Select Committee), and the the most accomplished singer that had ever powers that would be, (those who want to been born in England. There was now an turn them out and take their places.) Mr. opportunity (one of those providential oppor- Lamb justified himself, at some length, tunities, which if we were enabled to look from the imputations of the pamphlet redeeply into individual history, would pro- viewed in our last Number but one; and it bably be found in the career of every slave it is but right in us to state that he proof indulgence) for her to turn away from duced some strong facts with which we her sin and shame. Her return to England were previously unacquainted. Indeed, in had interposed a salutary space between her our review, we did not feel competent to past and her future, and she might have repronounce on the good or ill management formed and almost retrieved herself. But of that gentleman, or of Mr. Douglas, and after a brief period of public triumph, she therefore merely repeated the pamphlet, relapsed into her habitual course, and was combating such assertions against them understood to have lived in adultery with a as were on the face of them, unwarranted. re-engaged at Covent Garden Theatre, and man of the highest rank, till a short period Had we added our private opinion it gradually rose into favouritism. Her voice before the grave closed on her degraded, would have been, that though prejudice or was at that time wild and wandering, but fearful, guilty life. She had left England, favouritism might warp Mr. Lamb or Mr. of singular sweetness. Sacchini had failed and returned to her husband in Italy,* ac- Kinnaird, (or any other person), yet so of giving her science, but she already exhi-cording to the sneer of fashion, from mere entire a system of stolidity was not to be bited the elements of a great singer. The disgust of her stately connexion in Eng-apprehended from them, being at least men tour of Italy was once as indispensable land,-the rumour is more kind, and we will of education, of cultivated minds, and of to excellence in accomplishment as in hope more true, that assigns her departure acknowledged talents, as from ignorant, the arts, and, in 1794, Mrs. Billing on to some of those awakened recollections vulgar persons, destitute alike of intellileft England for the land of song and which not unfrequently startle, and perhaps gence and of taste. At the worst, such seduction. Her progress was rapid in half redeem the vicious, as the end of life managers must be preferable to billmusic; in personal captivation she had draws on. Her paramour was said to be in printers, clowns, and carpenters. little to learn, in personal profligacy measureless dejection at her flight, and we nothing. The life of her unfortunate will hope for him too, that he may have husband was first made miserable by her learned to extract a moral from his grief He more important than the proof that proexcesses, and finally made a sacrifice. died suddenly; of an apoplectic fit, accord-fligacy is not unmixed pleasure. Mrs. ing to his wife's report; of poison, accord- Billington had at one time amassed much ing to the report of the English in Italy. money. This is a tremendous story, and whether thousand pounds in the plunder of the true, and if true, whether a self-act, or the Bank of Venice by the French; but she deed of another, has never been ascer-lived sumptuously in England after her tained. Her husband's letters for a considerable time previous, some of which were handed about, expressed the most extreme dejection from her misconduct, from ill health, which he suspected to have been brought on by means too common in Italy. The crime is not unsuitable to the Country; we would unwillingly attribute it to an English woman, it was most probably the deed of some Italian lover. Mr. Billington, however, died in 1796 at Naples. His widow did not long act the Ephesian; in 1797 she She was said to have lost ten retreat from the stage in 1808, and to the * Monsieur Florissent had attempted to remove her from England several years before; but a sum of money and the alien act induced him to retire without his faithless spouse. He was said to be brutal and domineering. We have nothing else to observe upon this Meeting but that the reduced expences of the season were estimated to it at little more than 40,0907. All the calculations seemed to be founded on the truest chandler's-shop principles of trade; every thing was brought forward but the principal, and, except the grand object of procuring firstrate performers, at liberal engagements, to attract upon the stage, there did not appear to be any little item wanting. All the talk was of the frame,-uhappily the picture was forgotten. No doubt the result will be like that told of St. Andrew's Church, Edinburgh. All the philosophers of that intellectual city, when the church was built, devoted themselves to equalize the vibrations of the pendulum of the steeple-clock : it was accordingly hammered, and gilt, and coated with zinc, and seasoned in such a way that Summer's heat, nor Winter's cold, should never alter its swing one mil lioneth part of a second. Unluckily, the clock itself was not thought of: it was put up by an old blacksmith, and from that day to this (if not altered since we knew it), St. Andrews' has never gone right by a half hour of real or apparent time, unless by chance. The PERFORMANCES. Mr. Cleary played Iago to Mr. Kean's Othello. This is Kean's most effective character; and on this occasion he had the benefit of contrast. On Saturday a lady, favourably known in our concert-rooms (if we mistake not) some years ago as Miss Mortimer, and who has since been studying in Italy, made her first appearance, under the name of Madame Bellgar, as Don Carlos in the Duenna. She seemed overwhelmed with diffidence and timidity, which we confess we did not anticipate in a female who selects a male character for her debût. But perhaps she thought that putting on breeches would give her more courage. "We'll have a swashing and a martial outside." | Mr. J. Russell is recommending himself as much in Farce as Farren is in Comedy, He has performed several new parts with great success. ENGLISH OPERA.-This Theatre closed on Monday, when the following Address was delivered by Mr. Harley. COVENT GARDEN.--Mr. Farren, conti- | minor and provincial theatres, and we obnuing his career in parts of high Comedy, serve that the Paris Journals announce that has twice played Sir Bashful Constant in he and Monsieur Chalon do not intend reIn this character turning "till Christmas, laden with guiThe Way to keep Him. there is less of disguise, and more of the neas"! Having delighted all the Sovereigns actor himself, than in those he has pre-of Europe, it is but a reciprocity that these viously assumed; and if the axiom be true, meritorious men should be delighted with ars est celare artem, his Sir Bashful is infe- our sovereigns. rior to both his Sir Peter Teazle and Lord Ogleby. These indeed, especially the latter, are characters in which an actor may be to a great degree and obviously artificial, without awakening in the spectator any perception of the defect. But it is not so with Sir Bashful Constant; his peculiarities, which render him a fit subject for the comic muse, are eminently natural, and they will not bear to be farcified, or represented by any other sort of powers than those of pure For these reasons we and genuine nature. apprehend that Mr. Farren's conception of the part is radically erroneous, or, that feeling an inability to perform it as it should be performed, he substitutes a mode, the next best, and more within the scope of his talent. Allowing him his own ground, his acting is certainly full of merit. Many points told admirably, and the whole taken together was consistent, humorous, clever, and entertaining. When we say that Sir Brilliant Fashion, Lovemore, and Muslin, were in the hands of Jones, C. Kemble, and Mrs. Gibbs, we give an assurance that they were excellently sustained. The other parts, though well enough played, had nothing to entitle them to panegyric. On Friday, a young lady attempted Lucy Bertram in Guy Mannering, being, according to the advertisements, her first appearance on the stage. We ought to seize this opportunity to criticise her pretensions, because-it is not likely we shall ever have another; but we abstain from it, and only express our wonder that neither the Astrologer,' nor the prophetic Gypsey, foretold a result so probable. The lady is a good actress, but a bad singer. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN-AS I have frequently the happiness to make you laugh, I scarcely know how to present myself on so melancholy an occasion as that of bidding you farewell. The Proprietor, however, having deputed me to perform the funeral obsequies of the season, you will, I trust, excuse me if I should not acquit myself on so solemn a business with the usual and becoming gravity. "The Proprietor, Ladies and Gentlemen, has redeemed the promise he made at the close of last Season; he has exerted every effort to merit a continuance of your favour, and has been amply repaid by a Season of unprecedented prosperity, notwithstanding the serious drawback which the strength of the Company has sustained by the long and severe illness of Miss KELLY, who is now so happily restored to us "In less than four months, no fewer than thirteen new pieces and revivals have been brought out; and it is no small boast, in the present state of Theatricals, to say, that the novelties produced have, without a single exception, been sanctioned by your entire approbation. But be that as it may, she is a very sweet and accomplished singer, and gave the simple songs of the part in a beautiful style. Once or twice we disliked an ornament introduced, but we pardoned them speedily, for the debutante really appeared sometimes to shake more from fear than inclination. Mrs. Bellgar's lower notes are uncommonly fine, and she afforded us little opportunity to judge if her upper tones and compass be equally worthy of praise. From what we heard, we rather fear they are not; but nevertheless she has talent that will always make her be listened to with pleasure. Her face and figure are well adapted for the stage, and her action not so much to be called bad as outré, "Thus encouraged, the Proprietor deand therefore susceptible of improvesires me to assure you of his continued ment.-Miss Witham having, as the daily TUMBLING.-On Monday, Harlequin Gul- efforts to conciliate your favour; and press tells us, been engaged to the The liver was revived, in order to afford an op- though the unexpected limitation of his atre by her tutor, Addison, played Clara portunity for a celebrated French tumbler English Opera Licence to four months with tolerable success. Sigesmar, the to exhibit feats "which have delighted only, has shackled his means of providing Switzer, announced in the preceding bill and astonished all the courts of Europe"!! you amusement, he trusts that his Theatre (Thursday, Oct. 1.) as "continuing to be The audience at Covent Garden seemed to may still be kept in your friendly recollecreceived with loud and decided approba- have some objection to be delighted and tion, and that, without infringing on the tion, will be repeated every evening till astonished, and there was a good deal of supposed rights of patent monopolies, he further notice,' was this very evening disapprobation expressed against the con- may occasionally be enabled to invite you without notice consigned to merited obli- version of the National Theatre into a here, with such performances and exhivion, and the Falls of Clyde performed in Mountebank's Booth. This objection how-bitions as the law allows. its stead. This was cruel to the "loud ever is not, as a painter would say, in keepand decided" approvers, who will never seeing. Too much spectacle, pantomime, and their favourite again!! One or two new hands have been pressed from the country, and exhibited in parts of too slight consequence to merit specific notice. A genteel Comedy has also been tried, but until this House can boast of at least one male comedian fit for the upper cast of parts in this species of drama, it had better adhere to other kinds. Munden, Harley, Knight, and Oxberry, are four sturdy pillars in the low characters; but genteel comedies without the representatatives of gentlemen are absurd. "The Proprietor, Ladies and Gentlemen, tenders you, through me, his warmest acknowledgments; and in my own name, and the names of all the Performers, whom you have so kindly honoured with "Lots" of applause, I beg to "Lots" of thanks and “ Lots" of good wishes, till we meet again!" buffoonery, is connived at, to make it at all VARIETIES. It is said that Captain Kotzebue will make another attempt at northern discoveries in the Rurik, A Boston paper states that the master of a vessel, named Rich, succeeded last August in striking a harpooon into the notorious sea-serpent. It run out twenty fathoms of rope as rapidly as a whale, when unfortunately the harpoon loosened, and it made its escape. Another letter says, "he has no scales on him, and no bunches on his back, but his skin is smooth and looks similar to an eel." On the 1st of September there was a slight earthquake at Aquila in Naples, and a few days after the country was covered with snow. Experiments are making to fly Messenger pigeons between London and Paris, with papers attached to them. the young Farmer, "the beast is mine; | (black earth, in German) changed into a THE PRESERVATION OF FLOWERS BY MEANS OF WARM WATER.-The following lished, is an imitation of one of the Irish Melodies, of which the tune and first line unquiet Burgundy-Friesland excelling in the sling-Bohemia fiercer than the wild beasts-the pilot Pisan. In the vaunting letter written by the Emperor Frederick Barbarossa of Germany Most flowers fade and wither after having to Saladin, previously to his taking the been in water for four and twenty hours; Cross in 1187, is the following curious deA gentleman, on an excursion in Wales, some may be revived by renewing the fresh scription of some of the principal Europeon being overtaken by a shower of rain, was induced to seek for shelter in a large build-water; but all (with the exception of the nations of that period:ing, the door of which he perceived to be perhaps a few others) become quite re-France-provident and ingenious England most tender ones, such as the Poppy and The tall Bavarian-crafty Swede-wary open. On entering, he found it was a court freshed by putting them in warm water. -Saxony sporting with the sword-agile of justice, where the Assizes were then For this purpose it is necessary to dip the Brabant-Loraine unacquainted with peace holding. Being much incommoded, after a flowers in the warm water to about the time, by the increasing pressure of the third part of the stalk. While the water crowd, he looked for a more convenient is cooling, the flowers revive and resume birth, and seeing a space before him which their freshness; afterwards the end of the was but thinly occupied, he stepped over a stalks is cut off and put in fresh water. railing which separated it from the rest of the hall, if it might be so called, and took his place very comfortably. He had not been long there when he was addressed by one of those who were nearest to him, and the following curious dialogue ensued:"Pray, Sir, do you think that man guilty?" I cannot tell; I did not hear the beginning of the trial.' "Never mind, you must find him guilty; we find them all guilty here; the judge knows very well who ought to be hanged"-The gentleman found that he was in the jury's box, and took the earliest opportunity of making his retreat as secretly as possible. M. Stevens, author of the "Essay on the Nature and Constitution of the Christian Church," was a warm admirer of his amiable relative Bishop Horne. Attending divine service at a church where the excellent Prelate was to preach, he could not help expressing the pleasure he felt on seeing him enter the pulpit; and during his subsequent discourse, by rubbing his hands, and laughing to himself. An old woman, accustomed to attend the church, stopped the Bishop after the service, to thank him for the benefit she expected to derive from his admonitions; but," said she " Sir, there was a good-for-nothing gentleman in a wig, who sat in yonder pew, who did nothing but laugh and make faces at you the whole time you were in the pulpit." A celebrated Reformer, who was once a more respectable character, saw, in passing through his native village, a fellow beating an ass most unmercifully. "What will you take for that beast? (said he.) If it belongs to you, I'll buy him." Ye mun have un for ten shillings, for what un's good for,' replied the boor. The bargain was struck, and the money paid. "Now," said | : When Fairfax, after the restoration, was accused of having consented to the death of Charles I. and his signature, "Si toti conveniunt, ego non dissentio," was brought in proof against him, he is If all agree I do not disagree,' said to have artfully inserted a comma after the word "non," when the meaning would If all agree, I do not, I disagree." On the Duke of Buckingham's Expedition to Cadiz. M. Aubert Petit-Thouars mentions in Kolbe the end of the suckers which he intended through a candle, and I have been assured There was a crow sat on a stone, LITERARY INTELLIGENCE. AVicomte d'Arlincourt is about to publish ANECDOTE.-A butcher in Silesia, who an epic poem, the same in subject aud title went into the country to buy swine, was as Lucien Buonaparte's-Charlemagne. shot a short time ago in a wood near Nörig The Paris papers predict that it will make by a robber. As the latter was approchan epoch in French literature. ing to plunder him, the butcher's dog furiously attacked the murderer, seized him by the throat, and strangled him. A Hunter, who had heard the shot and cries, hastened to the spot. When he came near the place, where both were lying dead, the dog ran had no other means to save himself than to howling and foaming upon him, and he shoot the faithful dog. INFLUENCE OF NAMES.-Erasmus: ori- METEOROLOGICAL JOURNAL. OCTOBER. Thursday, 1-Thermometer from 50 to 64. Rain fallen, 025 of an inch. Barometer from 29, 76 to 29, 69. Wind S. 1.-Generally rainy through the day. |