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have changed their titles and the latter is dead; how he intrigued with the Duke of Portland to turn out his colleague Lord Castlereagh; was discovered and fought a duel; how he accepted the office of Ambas. sador to the Portuguese Regency under the same Lord Castlereagh; how he made speeches and wrote dispatches on the trade of Lisbon ; how he was in formed the Prince Regent of Portugal had no thoughts of returning to Europe ; how he came back and accepted the place of President of the Board of Control (not self control); and how he became Lord Castlereagh's jester and buffoon in the House of Commons.

Thus have I known the modern Garrick, Kean,
After the ranting of a tragic scene,
Insatiate still the mob's applause to win,
Perform the feats and tricks of Harlequin..

No. IV. Our author, when he approaches the close of the Devonshire Election, starts as if he were stung by a nettle, and makes a digression to other contested elections. He speaks first, and with the greatest pleasure, of that which took place in Bedfordshire, where a virtuous junior Lord of the Admiralty was elected. He bestows great applause on his vote, in May, 1817, in favor of his own office being retained. Pro patriá non- timidus perire was no doubt in the poet's eye when he wrote

Fearless he camre, tho' honor was at stake,

And fill'd his pockets for his country's sake. Speaking of Mr. Pym's diligent attention to his parliamentary duties, he says

But how shalt he complete with Osborne's zeal,
Who serves the publie tho' he lose a meal ;
For well he knows, should he be found seceding,

The angel Gosh would drive him out of Eden..
The allusions to the angel Gosh is obscure, as we

know of no angel, good or bad, of that name Our author much laments, that the bill for allowing Roman Catholics to be generals in the army, which excited all the anger of Mr. Osborne in 1807, should have passed last year without his opposition.

In speaking of Southwark, the author says, with some pity, of Mr. Barclay

Though all allow he knows what he is doing,

He did not know how thick a storm was brewing.
But in the city he becomes melancholy indeed.
With what fervour does he please the late member..

He was a inan ! he was the first of men !
We shall not look upon his like again!
A thousand turtles, lively as his wit,
Ten thousand oxen, faued for the spit,
A million haunches of the finest bucks,
Ten million calves and lampreys, geese and ducks,
A thousand tons of porter=not all that,

And more --would make a patriot so fat.
Speaking of all his gifts, he cries with pathos--,

Into his lap her gift dame Fortune threw;
And every day a him was due;
Had she but given a foresight, as her boon,

He'd not have wishod a speedy peace and soon, An allusion to a joast of the worthy Alderman's, at a grand civic dinner. He goes on with reflections and advice.

To stand alone, 'midst hoots and hisses rude,
This, my Sir William, this is solitude ;
But to retire, and by oneself to dine,
\s-to-enjoy kind nature's meat and wine;
There none will speak of ministerial viče;
No neighbour claim the aldermanic slice;
Discand.magkindnay, books from off thy sbelf,

And yield to love of lurtle and thyself.
Yet he does not advise absolute seclusion.

I bid thee not to bid the world farewell,
In Hampshire cottage or in Scottish dell:
But to secure an airy, snug retreat,
Within the precincts of Threadneedle-street.

No. V. After the portraits, of which we extracted a few in our last number, the author suddenly concludes the poem abruptly.

No longer hand in hand the Tory pair !
But one attáin'd the honors of the chair !

Oh drop a tear for both, ye friendly fair!
The last phrase is, we hear, a plagiary from Mr.
Bastard's speech on the day of his election,

It is remarkable, that through the whole poem no notice is taken of Sir Thomas Acland's private conduct. His gentlemanlike demeanour; his cordial manners; his playful talents for conversation ; his upremitting attention to business which is entrusted to him; his virtuous boldness in resisting unfounded attacks; his unbounded, but well-directed charities to the poor; are known to all, and obtain the admi. ration of all. Such a man cannot retire from the representation of a county with the wounded feelings of an ordinary party man. He may be convinced by the result of the contest, that his political opinions have ceased to be those of a majority of his consti'tuents ;' he may have been taught,

that the dogmatism of Tory doctrine can never again be sufficient to recommend two members to their choice; but his conscience must ever acquit him of having treated his adversaries with rancour, or his friends with ingrati. tude.

*-"I hope my 'fair friends, while they smile for my triumpb, will drop a tear over

the defeat of the combined forces".

Cxtracts from Mr. Tucker's Speeches.

Many of my friends having expressed a wish for the pee vusal of Mr. Fucker's Speeches, at the contested election in 1816, from the hustings, and at the New London Inn, I hare given extracts, us the whole would occupy too much space. It will, at the same time, be necessary for my readers to be afprised, that at the nomination, wkilst the candidates remained, Mr. Bastard's party, on Mr. Tucker being called on, prevented him from being heard, ly cries of No! no.!"- in consequence of which Lord Ebrington's party prevented Sir S. Northcote and Sir W. Elford from being heard. On the candidates retiring, Mr. Tucker reas again loudly called for ; on which a solitary individual attempted to prevent him from speaking, which person was obliged to retire. Mr. T. was twice afterwards, during the week, interrupted, when on the hustings, at one time by two persons, and at another by one ; with these exceptions, he was heard with great attention.

Loud and con*tinued cheers followed almost every sentence of Mr. Tucker's eloquent and truly applicable observations,

R. C.

“ Leave them to me, I will drive them from the field. With minds dark as might, and gloomy as the durgeon, fruitless as.. the desert, as uninformed as savages, they support their cause, as they call it, they know not why, they cannot tell.wherefore. They are rude because they are ferocious--they are noisy because clamour is their joythey would drown my observations : in their roaring, because they fear and feel the truths I. state

they court your haired, because they are below contempt—they seek your scorn, because even scorn raises them from their insignificance-they bid defiance to your disgust, because they are always its objects—they hate, because they cannot admire-they detest, because they cannot love---truth is their terror-justice their detestation-liberty their abhorrence—and independence their scorn. Designated by nature as the connecting links bee tween man and brute, turn your eyes upon them, and tell me whether they are more like men-brutes than brute-beasts 23

" This light piece of gossamer--this pink and quintescence of folly--this mere puppet of Bartholomew fair, wonld, in defiance of your wishes, prevent me from proceeding. Such an interruption

is beneath contempt. The juggler moves the wires, and I again bear the puppei squeak.- Without will or motive it moves at command-It is brought here to convince you, that only things without sense exhibit themselves in hostility to the sense of the people. Some of the opponents of Lord Ebrington have resorted to the vilest trickery, to shallow arts, and miserable chicanery, to support their cause. At


time to descend to the practice of such mean subterfuge, is beneath the dignity of

man, but to practise them in the exercise of the sacred right of electing a representative, overwhelms the mind with horror and disgust : may none of the Noble Lord's friends fotlow such an ignoble example. Some of his adversaries dared to represent him as a Catholic, because he voted for Catholic emancipation, upon just and reasonable grounds-because he would away with-the rod of terror, which has too long been suspended over our suffering brethren, merely because they worship God after

the manner of their and our forefathers. Where is to be found · the man, on whom nature has bestowed a mind of the highest

order, who does not agree with Lord Ebrington on this subject? The

very dust of the mighty dead would rise to support him. Were nut Whitbread, Pitt, Fox, and Burke, the adyocates of Catholic emancipation? Do not Curran, Grattan, Mackintosh, Erskine, and Sheridan, support the just claims of the Catholics ? Who are their opponents? --men, whose minds are formed in inferior moulds, who, incapable of comprehending the advantages which would result from the measure, or of anticipating the consequences of denial, oppose what they do not understand. The opinion of such a man as Pitt, or Fox, or Burke, on such a subject, is worth millions of the half-fledged notions of narrow souls. The Noble Lord has been represented as an enemy to the church, because he offers his assistance to carry into execution any rational and feasible scheme for the commutation of tithes. 'They depict him an enemy to the church, because he is one of its truest friends. For such a commutation would confirm the clergyman's rights, (not that I think they stand in need of confirmation,) and tend to annihilate the disgraceful bickerings between the clergy and the laity--dry up the sources of perpetual discontent--and unite in one common band

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