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its existence, in the most modified slang, of which you will see a specimen
state,] and shuffling duplicity of le- in Hobhouse's Letters froin Paris,which
gerdemain, it was merited by those always sung defeat and disgrace to
adopted in the brief–happy word England, and rejoiced in the hoped-for
the brief administration of the wretch- approach of a new mess of murder. I
ed Talents; and if we forget them, it made no reply-I merely offered the
is only because we are absorbed by wager. I said nothing against the ar-
the contemplation of the more heinous guments, which proved, to the satisfac-
villainies of the faction.

tion of Sir Richard Philipps, and other
And, again, we are too well used to philosophers, that we should be over-
hear of England's ruin in the

particu- thrown ; for I trusted in the bayonets
lar of its funds, to be much frighten- and the bottom of the soldiery that
ed. Hume--not exactly Joseph, but NEVER was beaten in the field, and the
David, a man a leetle more famous honour and steadiness of officers, whose
some seventy years ago, pronounced us backs an enemy Never had seen in a
bankrupt. Many have been the simi- rout; and disdained to argue on the
lar prophecies since. In 1796, Tom subject. That feeling do I carry into
Paine proved, in a most mathematical everything connected with my coun-
manner, that in twenty years from that try. I trust in our present ministers;
time, the English funding system not because I care a farthing about any
would be demolished totally;

and Cob- individual statesman among them, but
bett was so enraptured with the accu- because I know that any ministry put
racy of the demonstration, that he, as forward to represent Tory feeling,
we all know, disinterred a baboon or must have the interests of the country
a negro, (I forget which,) and brought in their inmost hearts; and because I
over the bones as the identical skeleton kuow also, that any ministry chosen by
of the brandy-bibbing advocate of the that party, which, with about a dozen
Rights of Man. Cobbett has since put exceptions, contains all the intellect,
off the date to May 1822; on which in every department of intellect, of
day he was to broil himself on a Grid- England, must have the talents and
iron ; of which he gave an accurate knowledge requisite for the due guar-
likeness at the beginning of one of his dianship and promotion of those inte-
Registers, if the bubble did not burst rests. The financial bark may be tem-
if there was not, as he called it, a pest-tost ; but lost it will not be, while
puff out. I should be sorry, indeed, in the hands of our chancellors. Feel-
to hear that he was taken at his word; ing this as plainly as I feel the goose-
for I could better spare a better man. quill in my fingers, I shall not bother

Now, sir, I never despaired of the myself with the first three-and-forty
stability of any of the institutions of pages of the 77th Number of the Edin-
the country. Before Trafalgar was burgh Review. Sperno Humum fi-
fought, I said, and enforced my saying giente penna. (Pardon the pun.) i
by the British argument of a rump despise Hume with flying pen, and pass
and dozen, that the English fleet would The general fama against Jo-
sweep the French and Spaniards off the seph is not relieved

by the character of
sea. When Buonaparte was moving the Review, in which his conclusions
on Waterloo, I said he would be are adopted as infallible. Do you not
smashed before the Duke of Welling- remember some of its contributors in
ton; and that the ever-to-be-honour former days—Chalmers, I believe ; for
ed flag of Old England would wave he used to sully himself by dabbling
where the leopards of Harry the King the sable stream, before we fright-
had waved long ago_over the conquer- ened him away, by our execution of
ed walls of Paris. I was reminded of the infidels-gravely asserting, and
the talents of Napoleon--his mighty arguing, page after page, on the as-
marshals—his enthusiastic soldiers sertion, that nine-tenths of the peo-
his undoubted knowledge of war-his ple of England were paupers, support-
well-won fame as a great captain ;-I ed by poor-rates extorted from the
was assailed besides by the Jacobin other tenth ? * This bedlamite proposi-


• As this piece of almost beastly stupidity may appear incredible to those who have
forgotten the back Numbers of the Edinburgh-that is, of course, everybody except pro-
fessional people like ourselves--we shall copy it verbatim. In the 58th Number of that

tion, which one would think should bers of the French royal family. That
have startled anybody with ears of any the simple fact of their being written
length short of a yard, was grounded by persons of that rank, would suffice
on the fact, that in a year of great dis- to get them pretty roundly abused by
tress, 900,000 people were returned as the Whigamore, was quite to be ex-
paupers ; and the reviewer, with a pected : I own, however, that I did
knowledge of division worthy of the not think he would have had the can-
great Joseph bimself, discovered, with dour to avow, as he has done, in the
much art and pains, that that sum is very opening sentences of his critique,
the tenth part of ten millions ! Shade the existence of such a feeling. He
of the much-injured Cocker! what an begins, indeed, by a tirade against all
immensity of misery you have escaped, royal authors. But I can assure this
by leaving the terrestrial globe before reviewer, that he is very ill-advised,
the days of Whig computers !

when he thinks proper to do over again
Article the second, on the Game Laws anything which Croker has already
- a set of rehashed jokes, by the reve- handled, as every one will confess
rend jester of the Edinburgh, Sydney who will compare this article with that
Smyth, who obviously is growing very on the same subject which appeared
old—is appended to the name of a poor in the Quarterly. It is a poor exhibic
pamphlet, (concerning which, most tion; but the last page is by a differ- -
judiciously, not a word is said in the ent hand from the rest. And what a
Review,) by the Honourable and Re- hand! The editor of the Duchesse
verend William Herbert, the facetious D'Angouleme's Memoirs reprobates,
author of Helga, and other excellent with proper gentlemanly feeling, an
jeux-d'esprit, much lauded in the Edin- indecent order made by the villains
burgh Review, and highly patronized who were in power when the Bourbon
by the confectioners. Let it pass. Va- ladies were in captivity. He justly
leat quantum. After it, the third ar- remarks, that the phraseology of the
ticle, on the intolerable imposture order is untranslateable into English';
of Prince Hohenlohe, which is neede on which the reviewer flies into a pasa
lessly cut up, may waddle. With them, sion, and with great good taste, pro-
let the sixth article, on Foreign Wool, found regard for truth, and decorous
spun out by some woolly-brained Ba- style of language, reminds us of the
laamite, march in company. And the unhappy lady—unhappy, because she
tenth, on Geology, shall slumber un- was profligate-who, for our sins, was
cut by me.-How interesting a selec- given us as a queen. He silences, as
tion we have hitherto got through ! he imagines, the editor by one word,

The fifth article is on the pam- “ Milan. Talk, indeed, of our lan-
phlets lately published by the mem- guage having no name for the act of

work, is an article on the Causes and Cure of Pauperism, (p. 262, &c. vol. 29,) and a
supplement to it, as inserted in p. 498–501. In the supplement is given an abstract of
the House of Commons Report on the subject ; by which it appears that the average of
paupers in the last three years of the war, amounted to 940,626. On which the re-
viewer remarks, that “ the population of England and Wales, as taken from the ab-
stract laid before Parliament in the year. 1811, appears to have been 10,150,615 ; so
that the number of persons relieved from the poor's rates, appears to have been 94 in
each 10 of the population ! ! !The italics are the reviewer's own. “ Such,” he adds,
" is the extraordinary picture, exhibited on the highest authority, of the richest, the
most industrious, and most moral population that ever existed. More than nine-tenths
of its whole amount occasionally subsisting on public charity !!!!” What a thrice-
double ass ! But the winding up of the article is one of the most delightful pieces of self-
satisfied blockheadism ever exhibited. “ We,” quoth the wiseacre, “ do not mean,
however, to resume any part of the argument on this subject ; but” (what think you,
gentle reader ?) " shalí end by merely recommending the facts” (his own italics)
have just abstracted, to the serious meditation of all whom they may concern.' The
facts! Oh! the facts ! viz. that nine is more than nine-tenths of a hundred ! Valuable
facts, indeed ; but just as good as Hume's facts, or Earl Grey's facts, or Duke Bedford's
facts, or Little Waddington's facts, or Olive of Cumberland's facts, or Henry Brough-
am's facts ; or, in short, the facts of the whole worshipful party. If Chalmers, as Tim
suspects, is the person guilty of this stupendous betisé, nothing can be said in his de-
fence, except, perhaps, that he was dozing at the time. Christian charity can suggest
no other apology.-C. N.

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Friday, 7 o'clock, A. M. charges adduced against this eminent It was Mullion who called on me lawyer, so that there is no need of my yesterday, and hindered me from wri. again slaying the slain. The Lord ting. The worthy. physician kept Chancellor himself fully refuted the me up all night, discussing various slanders vented against him in the topics of conversation, and " horns of Lower House of Parliament, when the horn,” as Glenfruin hath it. He valorous Whig who brought them for- got quite sewed up about one o'clock, ward knew well his Lordship could and is still slumbering away in a not answer him. As for the arguments sort of comatose sleep. I have been in this Review, they are mere twaddle this hour, sound as a roach. These as for the facts, they are Whig facts. young fellows from towns, after all, The only answer they deserve is al- cannot keep it up like us seasoned vesready in print-a formula cut and dry sels, invigorated by exposure to the -which the Review will remember.* air, from year's end to year's end. I I SAY, SIR, THAT THAT IS FALSE. shall occupy the couple of hours, which

I shall not detain you long on the will certainly elapse before he rises, in article on our friend Blackwood's Pub doing articles for you; and first I shall lications. It is a poor thin criticism, tack, a few lines to this letter. in Jeffrey's thinnest style, and, God The doctor tells me, that in Edin. knows, that is wretched enough. Had burgh this Review is very generally we seen it in the poorest literary pe- considered quite a genteel, candid, riodical in the empire, it would not amiable, not-to-be-expected sort of have amazed us. We should rather thing on the part of Blue and Yellow. have reprehended Ebony for hiring so Mullion even dropped a hint, that shabby a scribe to puff his books. some conciliatory matter or other Scissars and paste work make up the should be tossed off in Blackwood in principal matter of the Review, and return. I am sorry to hear this the critical department is naught. nonsense. There is nothing genteel What a wooden-headed critic must not at all in the business. A dirty feelhe be, who, from the circumstance of ing-a Whig feeling-kept them from their style, discovers that Adam Blair, noticing these novels when a notice and Lights and Shadows, were written could be supposed to be of any use. by the same person ! Their style ! He I

say supposed to be, for of actual might as ell have said, that Cobbett's use to them a notice from the Edinlast-Register was written by Jerry Ben- burgh could not be then or now. At tham-that the Flood of Thessaly last, when they became part of the came from the pen of Lord Byron- staple of our literature-second but to that Marmion was concocted by Crabbe one-when everybody had read them, -any piece of nonsense, in short. and everybody had praised them--a Adam Blair is a story of gloomy sor- sense of sbame, of the skulking sheakirow, arising from the indulgence of ness in hanging back, came over the guilty passions; the other is filled minds of the conductors of the Edinwith all the gentle impulses that spring burgh. They could not but be confrom honourable loves or kindly feel- scious that the true motives of their ings, and even its sorrow and sin are silence were appreciated, and were marked by a gentleness of conception, driven into this Review. It was too and language radically distinct from late in the day to abuse them, and the tempestuous eloquence of Adam praised they were accordingly in the Blair. The one is black as midnight fashion you see. at Martinmas—the other glowing and The opening of the article is a spebalmy as a dewy morning when the cimen of humbugging pure-I mean sun in Taurus rides. — This one asser- where Jeffrey tattles about the nationtion would damn any critique. ality of Scottish feeling, and takes me

I am interrupted. Treat this ar- rit to himself for abstaining from disticle as you please, for I can write no playing this trait by panegyrizing the

productions of Mr Blackwood's press. * Apropos, Lord B.'s very hard on a certain lawyer, in his 13th Canto of the Don.

There was Parolles too, the legal bully,

Who limits all his battles to the bar
And senate; when invited elsewhere, truly

He shews more appetite for words than war..-P. 48.


Let us

If his inmost heart could be seen, we One article remains, on a subject should, I am pretty certain, discover on which I could, and, perhaps, will, that the honour these books have con- if vexed, write a volume-the cause ferred on our Scottish literature is quite of the West India Planters. But on forgotten, in the fact of their being pro- that, you have had lately an adduced by men hostile to Scottish Whig- mirable article, and I shall not ingery; and that the most scabby Cock- trude on your columns now. Suffice ney libeller of Scottish character, provi- it to say, that it behoves Parliament ded he was Whig, would receive higher and ministers to look, with a cautious meed of applause for the dirtiest effu- eye, on the whole concern. sion of his dirty talents, from the Edin- listen to no pseudo liberality-nomock burgh Review, than the most honoura- philanthropy: let us regard it as it ble of the sons of Scotland, if holding interests our' brother subjects in the by the cause of his country and his God, West Indies,—their property, and their he was enrolled among the Tories. I rights. We have suffered things to have given the real reason of the Re- come to an alarming crisis, and must view, and I do not thank him for it, nerve ourselves for the result. I either on account of the authors of the impute ill designs to no man, pronovels, or of Blackwood. There is no fessing zeal in the cause of the slaveuse in holding farthing candles to the trade, except the Whigs, who avowsun. Mr Jeffrey's praise or blame is edly have taken it up as a clapmatter of perfect indifference to men, trap, without caring for anything bis superiors in talent in every re- but their own aspiration after power ; spect. Let his whigling admirers, or but I hope this great question will be the pluckless shakers at his autho- taken out of the hands of irresponsirity, say what they please, -he is but ble bodies, guided by men who may a shallow article-monger, who, by be actuated by unworthy motives. if one quackery or other, has obtained these men have done what they have the attention of the public, so far as to done through a love of God and man, be called a smart clever man, and to even though mischief may have resultbe forgotten by the end of every quare ed from their measures, yet shall their ter. În our literature, he has little motives have praise at all times from place even now-when defunct, he me—but if instead of piety and philanwill be remembered only by the po- thropy, views of filthy lucre be mix. ring and industrious John Nicholses, ed up in the business--if traces of (honoured be the name,) of the next bales of cotton, barrels of gunpowder, century. For such writers as those in pieces of romals, &c. &c. be found in hand, Í anticipate a very different fate; the process-great indeed is their dampay, more, I think the very best things nation. Before another year elapses, they have, as yet, written, far inferior we shall hear more on the subject. to what they are capable of writing, Mrs T. calls me to breakfast. All , and what they assuredly will write. well here. How is the hip? If poss.

Indeed, in point of fact, Blackwood shall be with you on Tuesday. Give has published no books at all equal to the enclosed to Professor Leslie. parts of his Magazine-that is the book Yours eternally, of books. Pitch us, therefore, compli.

T. TICKLER. ments to Auld Clootie.

I agree mainly with Tim. Even in the Review, they have let the cloven foot shew forth, as a practised eye will see.

The indications are trifling, but indisputable. For instance, he begins his list with the Annals of the Parish, giving it, with Whig accuracy, a wrong date, in order to avoid putting the Ayrshire Legatees, which was the first, and is in reality the germ, of all that writer's best novels, at the head of the series, because it originated in this Magazine. Again, he condemns that pleasant little book, the Steam Boat, in a lumping censure-Why? because its stories were first published in the Magazine, in which he understands [i. e. knows right well] it originally appeared. Moreover, it contains the very good story of Mrs Ogle of Balbogle, which is not a pleasant recollection for some folk. For the same reason, Lights and Shadows, although bepraised, are rather given the go-by ; because two or three of the best of them first appeared in this work--while Margaret

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