A SAD CASE. "If it be the undergraduate season at which this rabies religiosa is to be so fearful, what security has Mr. G-lb-n against it at this moment, when his son is actually exposed to the full venom of an association with Dissenters?"- The Times, March 25. How sad a case!-just think of it— Or how the venom, once suck'd in, Just fancy what a shock 'twould be Or like that class of Methodists But 'tis too much—the Muse turns pale, And o'er the picture drops a veil, Praying, God save the G-lb-rns all From mad Dissenters, great and small! 1 The Duke of Wellington, who styled them "the Articles of Christianity." A DREAM OF HINDOSTAN. - risum teneatis, amici. "THE longer one lives, the more one learns," Said I, as off to sleep I went, Bemus'd with thinking of Tithe concerns, When Fancy her usual tricks began, On aught but rice, is deem'd a sinner; And my slumber fled, and my dream was sped, And I found I was lying snug in bed, With my nose in the Bishop of FERNS' book. THE BRUNSWICK CLUB. A letter having been addressed to a very distinguished personage, requesting him to become the Patron of this Orange Club, a polite answer was forthwith returned, of which we have been fortunate enough to obtain a copy. Brimstone-hall, September 1. 1828. Private.-Lord Belzebub presents Assures, on his honour, the Brunswick Club, That 'tisn't from any lukewarm lack Who the devil, he humbly begs to know, To save from drowning my Lord R-thd-ne, Lords R-d-n, B-nd-n, C-le, and J-c-l-n? Lord Belzebub much questions whether As 'twere in one capacious tub, Such a mess of noble silly-bub As the twenty Peers of the Brunswick Club. 1 Usually written "Cole." As Whig Reform has had its range, Or Lords in only blue or red ones. At least, the fiddlers will be winners, As then, instead of Cabinet dinners, We'll have, at Almack's, Cabinet dances; Nor let this world's important questions Depend on Ministers' digestions. If Ude's receipts have done things ill, To Weippert's band they may go better; There's Lady **, in one quadrille, Would settle Europe, if you'd let her: And who the deuce or asks, or cares, When Whigs or Tories have undone 'em, Whether they've danc'd through State affairs, Or simply, dully, din'd upon 'em? Hurrah then for the Petticoats! To them we pledge our free-born votes; We'll have all she, and only she Pert blues shall act as "best debaters," Old dowagers our Bishops be, And termagants our Agitators. If Vestris, to oblige the nation, Her own Olympus will abandon, And help to prop the' Administration, It can't have better legs to stand on. The fam'd Macaulay (Miss) shall show, Each evening, forth in learn'd oration; Shall move (midst general cries of "Oh!") For full returns of population: And, finally, to crown the whole, The Princess Olive, Royal soul, Shall from her bower in Banco Regis, Descend, to bless her faithful lieges, And, 'mid our Union's loyal chorus, Reign jollily for ever o'er us. Sir, TO THE EDITOR OF THE * Having heard some rumours respecting the strange and awful visitation under which Lord H-nl-y has for some time past been suffering, in consequence of his declared hos tility to "anthems, solos, duets 2," &c., I took the liberty of making enquiries at his Lordship's house this morning, and lose no time in transmitting to you such particulars as I could collect. It is said that the screams of his Lordship, under the operation of this nightly concert, (which is, no doubt, some trick of the Radicals,) may be heard all over the neigh bourhood. The female who personates St. Cecilia is supposed to be the same that, last year, appeared in the character of Isis, at the Rotunda. How the cherubs are managed, I have not yet ascertained. Yours, &c. As, once the thing's well set about, No doubt but we shall hunt him out. His Lordship's mind, of late, they say, To settle England's state affairs, The accents of the Northern bear, That, while his tones were in your ear, you And swears (for he at nothing sticks) That Russia swarms with Raskol-niks, 5 Though one such Nick, God knows, must be A more than ample quantity. Such are the marks by which to know This stray'd or stolen Plenipo; And whosoever brings or sends The unhappy statesman to his friends, On Carlton Terrace, shall have thanks, And any paper but the Bank's. P.S. Some think, the disappearance Written at that memorable crisis when a distinguished Duke, then Prime Minister, acting under the inspirations of Sir Cl-d-s H-nt-r and other City worthies, advised his Majesty to give up his announced intention of dining with the Lord Mayor. 2 Among other remarkable attributes by which Sir Cl-d-s distinguished himself, the dazzling whiteness of his favourite steed was not the least conspicuous. 3 In the Government of Perm. 4 Territory belonging to the mines of Kolivano-Kosskres sense. 5 The name of a religious sect in Russia. "Il existe en Russie plusieurs sectes; la plus nombreuse est celle des Raskol-niks, ou vrai-croyants."-GAMBA, Voyage dans la Russie Méridionale. "Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid." РОРЕ. Our Exeter stood forth to caper, As high on the floor as he doth on paper- But alas, alas! while thus so gay, Nor Paul himself (not the saint, but he Of the Opera-house) could brisker be, There gather'd a gloom around their glee A shadow, which came and went so fast, That ere one could say, ""Tis there," 'twas past— And, lo, when the scene again was clear'd, Ten able-bodied quadrillers swept From the hallow'd floor where late they stept, |