public and private character. I cannot suffer two persons, whom I firmly believe joined by God in holy matrimony, to be divorced at the option of those, who, for their own convenience, would have them live separate, and often in a state of prostitution. I believe that every man has, from his Creator, one mind and one body, and I very much doubt if there be such a being in the world as a man with one body and two minds. I cannot, therefore, agree in the above separation, the division of characters, which, in my opinion, admit of no distinction: and this opinion of mine leads me to a conclusion which may throw some light on the subject of economy; namely, that a man will make a very bad public economist, who has not learned that trade in the management of his private concerns. But, Sir, while I speak of learning this trade, I am far from thinking or saying that it is easily learned so far, indeed, that I much and deeply la ment that it is one of the most difficult lessons in human life; and hence, I am persuaded, much of the public wants and miseries now complained of, do

arise.

As my own experience is, I humbly presume, not very different from that of my fellow subjects and citizens of this great city, I will appeal to any of them, whether, when impelled to economize, from any cause... whatever, they have found it an easy matter? Whe ther they have found their whole family unanimous ? Whether their wives, sons, and daughters have agreed, with one heart and voice, to lop off superfluities?And yet, Sir, it is obvious that if we do not rehearse the character of economist at home, we shall play the part very badly on the public stage. What is the reason that so many high men, proud men, nay, men who are said, in the cant of the day, to be men of honourable minds," will struggle, at all risks, for valuable places, preferments, and sinecures, but be

cause

cause they have neglected to husband their privateportions and fortunes, and are become state-beggars, differing in no respect from street-beggars, unlessthat they are perhaps a little better dressed, and ten times more impudent and clamorous ? And what pretty economists will such men make, when they have got hold of the public money! What reason have we to think that, in the management of it, they will be one whit more prudent and more conscientious than before?

But as to private economy, which alone, in my view of the matter, can lead to public saving, I have yet to insist, from experience, on the difficulty of the thing; and having drawn up my own case, and submitted it to the inspection of many of my neighbours, who all assured me that it was their case also, I shall, in a day or two, take the liberty to transmit it to you for insertion, if you shall think fit. Meantime I am, yours,

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A DOMESTIC STATESMAN

CATTLE SHOW.

[From the British Press, March 7:]

CORRESPONDENT observes, that our account of the Cattle Show at Sadler's Repository is incorrect, and that the following black cattle ought to have found a place in.it:

A red Bull-calf, of the H-d-shire breed:-This animal was of large size, and so uncommonly vicious,. that it was conceived necessary to post a notice, cau tioning the public to keep out of his reach.

A very old Bull, which also attracted much. notice by the remarkable length of his horns.

AT length, dearest Freddy, the moment is nigh,
When, with P-rc-v-l's leave, I may throw my

by;

And, as time now is precious, the first thing I do
Is to sit down, and write a wise letter to you.

chains

I meant before now to have sent you this letter,
But Y-rm-th and I thought perhaps 't would be better
To wait till the Irish affairs were decided-

That is, till both Houses had pros'd and divided,
With all due appearance of thought and digestion;
For though H-rtf-rd House had long settled the question,
I thought it but decent, between me and you,
That the two OTHER Houses should settle it too.

I need not remind you how cursedly bad

Our affairs were all looking, when Father went m-d
A strait-waistcoat on him, and restrictions on me,
A more LIMITED Monarchy could not well be.
I was call'd upon then, in that moment of puzzle,
To choose my own Minister-just as they muzzle
A playful young bear-and then mock his disaster,
By bidding him choose out his own dancing-master.
I thought the best way, as a dutiful son,

*

Was to do as Old Royalty's self would have done.
So I sent word to say, I would keep the whole batch in,
The same chest of tools without cleansing or patching;
For tools of this kind, like Martinus's sconce
Would lose all their beauty, if purified once;
And think-only think-if our Father should find,
Upon graciously coming again to his mind,
That improvement had spoil'd any favourite adviser-
That R-se was grown honest, or W-stm-rl-nd wiser,
That R-d-r was, e'en by one twinkle, the brighter-
Or L-v-rp-l's speeches but half a pound lighter-
What a shock to his old Royal heart it would be-
No!-far were such dreams of improvement from me.

The antique shield of Martinus Scriblerus, which, upon scour

ing, turned out to be only an old sconce,

And it pleas'd me to find, at the house, where you know
There's such good mutton cutlets and strong curaçoa *;
That the Marchioness call'd me a duteous old boy,
And my Y-rm-th's red whiskers grew redder for joy!
You know, my dear Freddy, how oft, if I woULD,
By the law of last Sessions, I might have done good;
I might have withheld these political noodles

From knocking their heads against hot Yankee Doodles;
I might have told Ireland I pitied her lot,

Might have sooth'd her with hope-but you know I did not
And my wish is, in truth, that the best of old fellows
Should not, on recovering, have cause to be jealous-
But find that, while he has been laid on the shelf,
We've been, all of us, nearly as m-d as himself,
You smile at my hopes-but the Doctors and I
Are the last that can think the K- ever will die.
A new æra's arriv'd-though you'd hardly believe it;
And all things, of course, must be new to receive it
New villas, new fêtes (which e'en Waithman attends);
New saddles, new helmets, and-why not new friends
I repeat it "NEW FRIENDS"-for I cannot describe,
The delight I am in with this P rc-v-l tribe :
Such capering! such vapouring! such rigour! such vigour!
North, South, East, and West, they have cut such a figure,
That soon they will bring the whole world round our ears,
And leave us no friends-but Old Nick and Algiers.
When I think of the glory they 've beam'd on my chains,
'Tis enough quite to turn my illustrious brains!
It is true we are bankrupts in commerce and riches,
But think how we furnish allies with good breeches :
We've lost the warm hearts of the Irish, 't is granted;
But then we've got Java, an island much wanted
To put the last lingering few who remain,

Of the Walcheren warriors out of their pain.

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Then how Wellington fights! and how squabbles his brother!

For Papists the one, and with Papists the other;

One crushing Napoleon, by taking a city,

While t' other lays waste a whole Cath'lic Committee !

*My favourite luncheon.

H 6

O deeds

O deeds of renown!-shall I boggle or flinch,

With such prospects before me? by Jove, not an inch.
No-let England's affairs go to wreck, if they will,
We'll look after th' affairs of the Continent still;
And with nothing at home but starvation and riot,
Find Lisbon in bread, and keep Sicily quiet.
I am proud to declare I have no predilections,
My heart is a sieve, where some scatter'd affections
Are just danc'd about for a moment or two,

And the finer they are, the more sure to run through:
Neither have I resentments, nor wish there should come ill
To mortal-except (now I think on 't) Beau Br-mm-1,
Who threaten'd last year in a superfine passion
To cut me, and bring the old K-ng into fashion.
This is all I can lay to my conscience at present-
When such is my temper, so neutral, so pleasant,
So royally free from all troublesome feelings,
So little encumber'd by old-fashion dealings

When such are my merits-(you know I hate cracking)—
I hope, like the vender of best patent blacking,
"To meet with the generous and kind approbation

Of a candid, enlighten'd, and liberal nation."

By the by, ere I close this magnificent letter,

(No man, except Pole, could have writ you a better, 'T would please me if those whom I 've flatter'd so long With the notion (good men!) that I knew right from

wrong,

Would a few of them join me-mind, only a few-
To let too much light in on me never would do ;
But even Grey's brightness shan't make me afraid
While I've C-md-n and Eld-n to fly to for shade;
Nor will Holland's clear intellect do us much harm,
While there's W-stm-rl-nd near him to weaken the chara
As for Moira's high spirit, if aught can subdue it,
Sure joining with H-rtf-rd and Y-rm-th will do it!
Between R-d-r and Wh-rt-n let Sheridan sit,
And the fogs will soon quench even Sheridan's wit;
And against all the pure public feeling that glows
E'en in Whitbread himself, we've a host in G-rge R-se.
So, in short, if they wish to have places they may,
And I'll thank you to tell all these matters to Grey,

Who,