that these applicants are interlopers who would | The wants of empires, and who look rake bread out of the mouths of regularly-trained

Far onwards to the end, devotees of unimaginative toil. Every country in

Can the herd of common intellects, Europe has found useful, remunerative, and con

The children of to-day, genial employment for the literary and artistical

Or grant a fitting recompence, elass, except our own. It is in the organization

Or slander it away. and direction of national record-offices, public libraries, museums, and galleries of art-in profes

No, He the Hero of an age, sorships of art, science, and literature-in the con

The mighty one like thee, struction and ornament of buildings for such insti

Receives the guerdon of his deeds tations, and other public purposes-in effecting

From far posterity. voyages of discovery, conducting scientific experi Then in the after ages, ments on a scale too great for private finances, and

When Albion is no more, preparing their results for publication, that men And London lies a desert waste who have cultivated in preference the faculties of

Upon a lonely shore, reason and imagination are to find the means of

Long as the kindly accents earning a not precarious subsistence by really serv

Of the English tongue are known, ing society. With a timid, hesitating hand-de

Or by the Mississippi, sultorily and at intervals-experiments in this way

Or in the torrid zone, have been made of late years. To be successful, ibe work should be undertaken at once, on a com High o'er the Celtic warrior, preheasive scale, by the annually renewed vote of

The carnage-loving Dane, a liberal som to supply the intellectual wants of O'er the haughty Norman victor, society, placed at the disposal of a responsible min

And the sturdy Saxon Thane, ister for education, and the promotion of art, sci The might of virtuous eloquence ence, and literature. This is the expiation our

Shall consecrate thy name, legislature owes for leaving so much of English

Foremost upon the banner roll intellect and imagination to perish miserably in

Of everlasting fame : past years.

And thus by statesmen and by bards

Thy glory shall be spread
From the Spectator.

“ He braved the mighty and the rich, A CORN-LAW BALLAD:

To give the starving bread.” ADDRESSED TO SIR ROBERT peel, BY AN ADMIRER. King's College, Cambridge. * He that withholdeth corn, the people shall curse him ;

bat blessing shall be upon the head of him that “LORD BROUGHAM,” by Mr. A. E. Chalon, R.A. selleth it."- Prov. xi. 26.

We have never seen a more successful attempt at The bigoted aristocrat,

representing the face of this extraordinary man :The puppy, and the fool,

the restlessness, the sleeplessness, the aggressiveWho maunder o'er the crude conceits ness, and the conscience of power, are all depicted, Of an exploded school,

without derogation from that peculiarity of eye

which makes the original appear at once the most May taunt thee with apostasy,

inquisitive and the most apathetic of men.
And make a monstrous noise
About your cool abstraction
Of a bather's corduroys :

But like the bark of poodle dog

1. Two of Caliban's sticks. Or a parrot's empty cry,

2. The bare bodkin with which we might make Or thunderings theatrical,

our quietus. Their slanders pass thee by ;

3. All Macduff's little chickens and their dam

(stuffed.) While from the crowded city,

4. The bladders with which Wolsey swam in a And from the lonely moor,

sea of glory. Come the blessings of the millions,

5. Button from the leathern coat the Jaques' siag The blessings of the poor.

stretched almost to bursting. For e'en amid the thoughtlessness,

6. Title page (very old) of one of the books The sorrow, and the toil,

found in the running brooks. Which dog the pale mechanic

7. Sheath of the dagger which Macbeth thought

he saw before him. And the tiller of the soil,

8. Hair from the tail of the ass that Dogberry A father's arm is strengthened,

wished himself to be written down.-Punch.
And a mother dries her tear,
When they think that in the time to come An Evil OMEN.-It is stated to be a sign of the
Bread will not be so dear.

expected resignation of the present ministry, that And so at morn and eventide,

Sir James Graham is about to be raised to the peerAnd every scanty meal,

age, by the title of Lord Preston. We presume They pray that God may bless the heart that the elevation of a cabinet minister is considerAnd nerve the hand of Peel.

ed a sign of its being all up with the government.

We know that throwing up an insignificant object But not to minds gigantic,

will frequently show which way the wind blows. To men who comprehend



dian stranger. She felt herself invincible until the

very moment that Ralph gave smiling, courteous Does it live in the memory of the reader that answer to ber; and then, as at the look and voice Snipeton, only a chapter since, spoke of a hand- of a charmer, the Amazonian breast-plate (forged maid on her way from Kent to make acquaintance over many teas) she had buckled on, melted like with his ffre-side divinities? That human flower, frost-work at the sun, and left her an unprotected, with a freshness of soul like the dews of Paradise | because believing woman. apon her is, reader, at this very moment in Fleet- " Why, and what's them?'' cried the girl, sudstreet. Her face is beaming with happiness-her denly fixed before St. Dunstan's church. At the half-opened mouth is swallowing wonders—and moment the sun reached the meridian, and the two her eyes twinkle, as though the London pavement wooden giants, mechanically punctual, stnking she ai length treads opon was really and truly the their clubs upon the bell, gave warning note of very best of gold, and dazzled her with its glorify. I noon Those giants have passed away ; those ing' brightness. She looks mpon the beauty and two great ligneous heroes of the good old times wealth about her gaily, innocently, as a little child have been displaced and banished ; and we have would look upon a state coffin ; the velvet is so submitted to learn the hour from an ordinary dial. rich, and the plates and nails so glittering. She There was a grim dignity in their bearing-a might has not the wit to read the true meaning of the in their action—that enhanced the value of the splendor ; cannot, for a moment, dream of what it time they noted : their clubs fell upon the senses covers. Indeed, she is so delighted, dazzled by of the parishioners and way.farers, with a power what she sees, that she scarcely hears the praises and impressiveness not compassable by a round, of the exceeding beauty of her features, the won-pale-faced clock. It was, we say, to give a worth drous symmetry of her form ; praises vehemently, and solemnity to time, to have time counted by industriously uttered by a youthful swain who such grave tellers. If the parishioners of St. Denwalks at her side, glancing at her fairness with stan and the frequent passengers of Fleet strert the libertine's felonious look. He eyes her inno- have, of late years, contributed more than their cence, as any minor thief would eye a brooch or fair quota to the stock of national wickedness, may chain; or, to give the youth his doe, he now and not the evil be philosophically traced to the depothen ventures a bolder stare ; for he has the fine sition of their wouden monitors! This very intelligence to know that he may rob that country valuable surmise of ours ought to be quoted in wench of herself, and no Bridewell—po Newgate parliament—that is, if lawmakers properly prewill punish the larceny. Now, even the bow of pared themselves for their solemn tasks, by duly sixpenny riband on her bonnet is protected by a conoing histories like the present-quoted in statute. Besides, Master Ralph Gum knows the opposition to the revolutionary movement of the privileges of certain people in a certain condition time. For we have little doubt that a motion for of life. Young gentlemen born and bred in Lon-the return of the number of selonies and misde don, and serving the nobility, are born and edu- meanors-to say nothing of the social offences that cated the allowed protectors of rustic girls. The may be the more grave because not named in the pretty country things—it was the bigoted belief of statutes-committed in the parish of St. Donstan's, the young footinan-might be worn, like bouquets would show an alarming increase since the departon a birth-day.-And the wench at his side is a ure of St. Dunstan's wooden genii. A triumnosegay expressly sent by fortune from the coun-phant argoment this we modestly conceive-for try for his passing fencity and adornment. True ihe conservation of wooden things in high places. it is, that Master Ralph Gum is scarcely, looming Laand what's them?" again cried the girl, out of boyhood ; but there is a sort of genius that twelve o'clock being told by the strikers. soars far beyond the parish register. Ralph's age “ Why, my tular, them's a couple of cruel is not to be counted by the common counters, church wardens turned into wood bundreds of years ; but by the rarer marks of precocious intel- years ago, for their sins to the poor. But you are ligence. He is a liveried prodigy ; one of those a beauty, that you are !” added Ralph, with bareterribly clever animals that, knowing everything, ing gallantry. too often confound simple people with their fatal "It can't be ; and you never mean it,'' said the knowledge. Therefore was it specially unfortu- maiden, really forgetting her own loveliness in her nate for the damsel that of all the crowd that wonder of the giants. Turned into wood! Uestreamed through Fleet street, she should have possible! Who did it!" asked Ralph Gum to indicate her way to St. Maryl " Why, Providence-or, something of the Are. Ai the time, she was setting due eastward; kind, you know," replied the audacious footman. when the faithless vassal assured her that she was " You've heard of Wittington, I should think, my going clean wrong; and, as happily he himself marigold, eh! He made a fortin in the Indies, had particular business towards her destination, it where he let out his cat to kill all the vermin in all would give him a pleasure he could never have the courts-and a nice job I should think puss haped for, to guide her virgin steps to St. Mary must bave had of it. Well, them giants was Axe. And she-poor maid -believed and turned church wardens in his time : men with flesh and her all-unconscious face towards Temple Bar. blood in their hearts, though now they 'd bleed The young man, though a little dark, had such nothing but saw-dust." bright black eyes-and such very large, and very " You don't say so! Poor souls! And what white teeth-and wore so very fine a livery, that it did they do?" asked the innocent damsel. would have been flying in ihe face of truth to Mr. Ralph Gum scratched his head for inspiradoabt him. Often at the rustic fire-side had she tion; and then made answer: "You see, there listened to the narrated wickedness of London ; was a poor woman- sailor's wife--with three again and again had she pre-armed her soul with twins in her arms. And she went to one church sagacions strength to meet and confound the decep- warden, and said as how she was a starving; and tion that in so many guises prowled the city that her very babbies could n't cry for weakness streets, for the robbery and destruction of the Arca- | And he told her to come to-morrow, for it wasn't

the time to reliere paupers : and then she went maiden crossed the city's barrier, and with her to the other church warden, and he sent out word lettered deceiver trod the Strand. that she must come again in two days, and not “If you ask me that again," answered the afore."

slightly wounded Ralph, “I don't know that I'll “ Two days!” cried the maiden. “ The cruel | answer you.-Come along. As the carriage says, returs! did n't they know what time was to the Hora et semper.'starving?"

“Now, if you go on in that way, I won't be" Why, no; they did n't ; and for that reason, lieve a word vou say. English for me ; acause both the church wardens fell sick, all their limbs then I can give you as good as you send. No ; every day a turning into wood. And then they wholesome English, or I won't step another died; and they was going to bury 'em, when next step ;'' and it was plain that the timid rustic felt morning their coffins was found empty ; and they some slight alarm- was a little oppressed by the w38 seen were they now sland. And there was mysterious knowledge of her first London acquain& act of parliament made that their relations tance. She thought there was some hocus pocus should n't touch 'em, but let 'em stand to strike associated with Latin : it was to her the natural the clock, as a warning to all wicked church ward- utterance of a conjuror. With some emphasis she ens to know what hours are to folks with hungry added, “ All I want to know is how far is it tu bellies."

Mary Axe!" ** Wonderful!" exclaimed the girl, innocent as “Why, my carnation, next to nothing now. a bleating lamb. “And now, young man, you 're Siep out; and you 'll be there afore you know it. sure this is the way to Mary Axe?"

As I say, I only wish I could carry your bundle** Did n't I tell you, my sunflower, I was born I do, my daisy." Mr. Gum might have spared there! I would carry your bundle for you, only his regrets. Had his gracious majesty pulled up you see, his lordship, the nobleman I serve, is in his carriage, and offered to be the bearer of that very particolar. Livery 's livery ;-he'd dis-bundle, its owner would have refused him the encharge any of us that demeaned himself to carry a joyment; convinced that it was not the king of bendle. Bless you : There are young fellows in England who proposed the courtesy, but the father Our square-only I'm not proud-that would n't of all wickedness, disguised as royal Brunswick, speak to you with such a thing as a bundle; they and driving about in a carriage of shadows, for the would n't, my wild rose. But then, you 're such especial purpose of robbing rustic maids. As we - beauty!”

have intimated, the damsel had, in the fastnesses * No; I am not. I know what I am, young of Kent, learned prudence against the iniquities of man. I'm not of the worst, but a good way from London. And so, believing that St. Mary Ase the best. Besides, beauty, as they say, is only was close at hand, she hopefully jogged on. skia-deep ; is it!" asked the maiden, not unwill- “What a many churches !” she said, looking at ing to dwell upon the theme.

St. Clement's. " Well, the folks in London « Well, you're deep enough for me anyhow," ought to be good.” replied the fooiboy, and he fixed his eyes as “ And so they are, my wallflower,” rejoined though he thought them burning-glasses, on the the footman. The best in the world ; take guileless stranger. “And now, here you are, 'em in the lump. And there, you see, is another right a fore Temple Bar."

church. And besides what we have, we're agoing “Mercy! what a big gate! and what's it for, to have I don't know how many hundred more young man?” cried the wondering girl. . built, that everybody, as is at all anybody, may

" Why, I once heard it said in our hall that have a comfortable pew to his whole self, and not Temple Bar was built on purpose to keep the be mixed up like people in the gallery of a seum of the city from running over into the playhouse-along of the lower orders. I dare West End. Now, this I don't believe," averred say, now, your grandmother in the country'Ralph.

"Ain't got no grandmother," said the girl. * Nor I, neither," cried the ingenuous wench, 1 “Well, it's all the same: the old women where *else, does a't it stand to reason they'd keep the you come from—I daresay they talked to you gate shot!"

about the wickedness of London, did n't they ! "My 'pinion is what I once heard—that Temple And how all the handsome young men you 'd meet Bar was really built at the time of the great plague was nothing more than roaring lions, rolling their of London, to keep the disease from the king and eyes about, and licking their mouths, to eat up queen, the rest of the royal family, with all anybody as come fresh from the daisies! Did o't the nobility, spirital and temperal." And Ralph they tell you this, eh, beauty ?” cried Ralph. coughed.

| "A little on it," said the girl, now pouting, "Well, if you don't talk like a prayer-book !!! now giggling. exclaimed the maiden, full of admiration.

“And you 've seen nothing of the sort ? Upon **I ought by this time ; I was born to it, my your word and honor now, have you!" and the dear, Bless your heart, when I was no higher footman tried to look winningly in the girl's eyes, nor that, I was in our house. I learnt my letters and held forth, appealingly, his right hand. from the plate ; yes, real gold and silver ; none of “ Nothing yet ; that is, nothing that I knows your horn-hooks. And as for pictures, I did n'

ton," was the guarded answer of the damsel. go to books for them neither ; no, I used to study To be sure not. Now my opinion is, there's the coach-panels. There was n't a griffin, nor a more downright wickedness--more roguery and cockatrice, nor a tiger, nor a viper of any sort sin of all sorts in an acre of the country than in upon town I wasn't acquainted with. That's any five miles of London streets: only, we don't koowing life, I think. It is n't for me to talk, my kick up a noise about our virtue and all that bed of violets; but you would n't think the Latin sort of stuff. Whilst quite to the contrary, the I know ; and all from coaches."

folks in the country do nothing but talk about their “ Wonderful! But are you sure this is the innocence, and all such gammon, eh?” way to Mary Axe?" and with the question the “I can't hear innocence called gammon afore

me," said the girl. “Innocenre is innocence, and that's what I call seeing life-eh, you precious nothing else ; and them as would alter it ought to pink! But, I say arn't you tired ?" blush for themselves."

1 “Well, I just am. Where is Mary Axe !" And "To be sure they ought," answered Gum. the girl stared about her. “ But the truth is, because lambs don't run about "Why, if I have n't taken the wrong turing. London streets-and birds don't hop on the pave- I'm blest, and that's lost ns half a mile and more. ment--and hawthornes and honeysuckles don't I tell you what we 'll do. This is a nice comfortable grow in the gutters-London 's a place of wicked- house." Ralph spoke of the Brown Bear : at ness. Now, you know, my lily of the valley--that day, the house of ease to selons, on their folks arn't a bit more like lambs for living among transit from the opposite police office to Newgate. 'em, are they?"

" A quiet respectable place. We 'll just go in "Is this the way to Mary Axe?" asked the girl, and rest ourselves, and have atween us half-a-pint with growing impatience.

of ale." “Tell you, 't is n't no distance whatever, only “Not a drop ; not for the blessed world," cried first" -and the deceiver turned with his victim out the girl. of the Strand first you must pass Drury-lane “And then, I 'll tell you all about the playhouse playhouse."

and the players. Bless you! some of 'em come "The playhouse-really the playhouse!” ex- to our house, when the servants give a party. claimed the wench, with an interest in the institu- And we make 'em sing songs and tell stories, and tion that in these times would have sufficiently at when they go away, why, perhaps, we put a bottested her valgarity. “I should like to see the tle of wine in their pockets-for, poor things! they playhouse."

can't afford such stuff at home--and then they send "Well then, my double heartsease, here it is," us orders, and we go into the pit for nothing. and Ralph with his finger pointed to the tremen- And so, we 'll just sit down and have half-a-pint dous temple. With curious, yet reverential looks, of ale, won't we?" did the girl gaze upon the mysterious fabric. I: Silently the girl suffered herself to be led into was delicious to behold even the outside of that the Brown Bear. The voice of the charmer had brick and mortar rareeshow. And staring, the entered her heart, and melted it. To hear abot girl's heart was stirred with the thought of the plays and players was to hear sweet music : to his wonders, the mysteries, acted therein. She had ien to one who knew-who had spoken to the gloseen plays. Three times at least she had sat in a rious London actors-who, perhaps, with his own wattle-built fane, and seen the dramatic priesthood hand had put wine-bottles in their pockets-was to in their hours of sacrifice. Pleasant, though con- gain a stride in the world. The gossip would not fused, was her remembrance of the strange harmo- delay her above half an hour from St. Mary Axe; nies that filled her heart to overflowing--that took and what wonders would repay her for the lingerher away into another world that brought sweet ing! Besides, she was tired-and the young man tears into her eyes—and made her think (she had was very kind very respectful-nothing at all never thought so before) that there was really like what she had heard of London young mensomething besides the drudgery of work in life; and, after all, what was half-an-hour, sooner or that men and women were made to have some holi- later ! day thoughts-thoughts that breathed strange, Mr. Ralph Gum intonated his orders like a lord. comforting music, even to creatures poor and low | The ale was brought, and Ralph drank to the as she. Then recollections flowed a fresh as she maiden with both eyes and lips. Liquor trade looked upon that mighty London mystery-that him musical : and with a delicate compliment to charmed place that in day-dreams she had thought the rustic taste of his fair companion, he warbled of-that had revealed its glorious, fantastic won- of birds and flowers. One couplet he trolled over ders in her sleep. The London playhouse! She again and again. "Like what they call sentiment, saw it-she could touch its walls. One great hope don't you ?" said Ralph. of her rastic life was consummated; and the great. " How can I tell ?!' answered the girl: "it's er would be accomplished. Yes : sure as her life, some of your fine London stuff, I suppose." she would sit aloft in the gallery, would hear the “Not a bit on it; sentiment's sentiment all music, and see the London players' spangles over the world. Don't you know what sentiment

" And this is Drory-lane!" cried the wench, is? Well, sentiment 's words that's put together softened by the thought—" well! I never!" to sound nicely as it were-to make you feel in

* You like plays, do you! So do I. Well, clined to clap your hands, you know. And that's when we know one another a little better for I a sentiment that I've been singing'-and be rewould n't be so bold as to ask it now-in course peated the burden, bawling : not--won't we go together?" said Ralph ; and « Oh the cuckoo 's a fine bird as ever you did the girl was silent. She did not inquire about Si. Mary Axe; but trustingly followed her companion,

hear, her heart dancing to the fiddles of Drury-lane : the

:And he sucks little birds' eggs, to make his voice fiddles that she would hear. " And this is Bow

clear." street my jessamy," said Ralph

* There! don't you see the sentiment now *** " What's Bow-street?" inquired the maiden. The maiden shook her head. "Why, sucking How happy in the ignorance of the question the little birds' eggs-that's the sentiment. Pre

" Where they take np the thieves, and examine cious clever birds, them cuckoos, eh! They're 'em, afore they send 'em to Newgate in be hanged." what I call birds of quality. They're no The weach shivered. "Never saw nobody trouble of hatching, they have n't; no trouble of hanged, I suppose? Oh, it's nothing, after two going about in the fields, picking up worms and or three times. We 'll have a day of it, my sweet grubs for their nestlings: they places 'em out to marjoram, some Monday. We'll go to the Old wet purse; makes other birds bring 'em ap. Baily in the morning, and to the play at night: while they do nothing themselves but sit in a tree,

i and cry cuckoo all day long. Now, that's what I she should be made an angel of—and when a ancall being a bird of quality. How should you like gel 's wanted, I hope she'll not be forgotten-shan't to be a cuckoo, my buttercup ?”

I have a lot of money! Not that I care for money; “There, now, I don't want to hear your non- no, give me the girl of my heart, and all the gold sense. What's a cuckoo to do with a Christian ?" in the world, as I once heard a parson say, is -asked the damsel.

nothing but yellow dirt. And now I won't be a " Nothing, my passion-flower- to be sure not; minute, my precious periwinkle." just wait a minute," said Ralph-" I only want to And with this, Mr. Ralph Gum quitted the speak to my aunt that lives a little way off; and room, leaving the fair stranger, as he thought, in I'll be back in a minute. I've got a message for profoundest admiration of the disinterestedness of the old woman : and she's such a dear creetur- footmen. so fond of me. 'And alween ourselves, whenever)

he Mill

IBRAHIM PACHA'S OPINION OF PEEL. country might spare a better man. I thought Mr.

Cobden a wiser man, said the pacha's interlocutor, A fast express was despatched by the Philo

O than to lament over the fall of the vizier. For it Egyptians of London to Ibrahim Pacha at Belfast,

ist, is the nature, and the fortune of that statesman to bidding his highness leave the Irish to themselves

gather far more strength out of office, than in. In for the moment, and hasten back to London, to!

1, to office he is domineering, churlish, envious, incomenjoy the rare sport of being in at a ministerial

al municative, yet capricious and changeable withal, death. Ibrahim is the most docile of lions, and

made, in fact, to lose friends, and let influence took return steam forth with, with all his drago

0-escape through his fingers. Out of office, he is mans and his secretaries, with whom he transacts the star that attracts all hopes, and rallies all disbusiness to the doors of St. Stephen's. Sir Charles

appointments and eclipses all rivals—that is, the Napier was in attendance, and took his seat in the

man who has done so much, and in so many conpeer's gallery, by the pacha's side, whilst a suc

trary senses, for so many diverse parties, that cession of political cicerones occupied the bench

there is no man who may not hope in him, even immediately before him, and responded most cour

the Irishman, who believes in an independent teously and fully to all the questions of the Egyp- millennium. Better is it far, for the vizier to go tian. Sir Robert Peel, Lord Monteagle, Mr. Cobden, et lu Brute, Lord Palmerston, all came to fresh

rston, all came to freshed and strengthened like the Titan, and to contribute their mite of intelligence and explana

return to power with the confidence of half a dozen tion ; and never did a poor Mussulman appear

combined, yet jarring and gulled parties, in order more perplexed with abundance of knowledge than

to achieve some other great act of reform, destrucIbrahim.

tive to his own friends, suicidal to himself. The vizier, he was told, was going to fall, | Much of this was " caviare" to the pacha, who because half of his corps of janizaries had rebelled merely said that he considered the English vizier and turned against him. From time out of mind

as a good Turkish politician, anxious to fill the these household troops had levied a handful of people's bellies, and at the same time belabor their piastres on each barrel of corn, which money they. backs, which were the two great means of preservput into their own pockets. The vizier woulding popular tranquillity. I have caught a glimpse abolish this privilege of the janizaries putting their of your Irish, and do think that more feeding and hands into every man's corn-sack, and abstracting more bearing' would greatly improve them. And a piece of the poor man's loaf, when the janizaries, this I learn is the policy of the vizier. as usual, hoisted their camp-kettles on their lances Yes, your highness, but the Irish kick against to show that their cookery, the most servile part the beating, and we are obliged to send soldiers to about them, was too sorely menaced, and that they support the cudgellers, so that the country costs would resist. Hereupon the people, whose stomachs more in money, ihan it affords, and adds more to were equally concerned, hoisted their soup-caul- the weakness than the strength of the empire. drons, which so eclipsed the camp-kettles of the That I can conceive, said the pacha ; when you janizaries that they gave in.

cannot extirpate a tribe, you must conciliate it. Lord Monteagle, who learned the science of We tried the plan with the Nubians, who are our apologue from poor Sydney Smith, expounded this Irish, and it did not succeed. one into the ear of the Pacha, who was greatly We hope this faithful report of Ibrahim Pacha's struck by it. Still he asked, how is it, that,

it, that, conversation may not be deemed impertinent. although the party of the camp-kettles are beaten,

Examiner. still they can slay the vizier. This is owing, expounded his lordship, to an unfortunate habit that the vizier has of continually changing his armor Three years ago the tribunals of the Austrian and his uniform, and running between contending empire were desired by the government to give parties, so as to have the honor of reconciling and their opinion as to whether it would be advisable managing compromises between both. He has to substitute, in cases of capital punishment, the thus been unavoidably struck by the missiles of French plan of the guillotine for hanging. The both. Nor, indeed, would there be any possibility reply was against decapitation, as habituating the of letting him escape unharmed, except by a gene- people to the sight of blood. A year ago a surral cessation of hostility and activity, both parties geon of Padua submitted to the government a new consenting to abandon the field, and leave it to the inode of strangulation by means of a gibbet, so vizier all alone.

contrived as to occasion the luxation of the spine Yet one of your chiefs of the people, said the and immediate death. This mode of execution, pacha, the man of the great popular soup-caul-after several experiments, has been adopted for the dron, Cobden, Effendi, he has been to me, lament- whole of Venetian Lombardy, and the inventor is ing over the untimely fate of Peel, saying the charged with the direction of the executions.

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