lection. The querulous repetition of these complaints, so often hacknied, and so continually resorted to, for lack of better matter, you well know how to appreciate; as well as the impudent assertion of the "Connivance of those, whose duty it was to have preserved the Peace of the Town, at the Violation of it." You have the advantage of the Committee of the House of Commons, as far as the Evidence of your own Senses is superior even to the BEST oral testimony.

That, which ought to follow," he informs you, "depends upon yourselves:" it is to be hoped that you will convince him of the truth of this as-sertion, in which his Adherents have no confidence; or the result would have been LEFT to yourselves. Does Mr. Coke mean to insult your understandings; or to compliment your Spirit of Independence, when, knowing that the whole Mass of Aristocracy is arrayed against you, he expects Your Votes in his Favor? Does he seek your Suffrages; or your Submission ? it is left to you to determine :--and, it is confidently relied on, that neither the fear of Oppression: the paltry bribe of being assisted to "punish your Trustees;" nor the apprehension of sharing the burden of a "Town-rate," will mislead your judgment.

It is the duty of every good Citizen, not only to be aiding to the Magistrate, in the arduous discharge of his duty, in times of peril and difficulty; No. 3.

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but to defend him from the Shafts of Calumny; and protect him from the Machinations of factious Malignity and were a *"Town rate" imposed for this purpose, it would unquestionably, from your known character, meet with Your cheerful acqui

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Mr. Coke again congratulates you, that "he has done the town some service ;"-hold, no! it is not Mr. Coke, but "a most respectable Committee," and this did not spring from the "Suggestions" or even WISHES of ANY Party at Nottingham risum teneatis amici ? really this is too much for the Gravity of human muscles to bear!-You

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may now, however, he asserts, come forward, with Security, in the exercise of your elective franchises;" and perhaps it is but too true, that many of you are already well assured of the Security you have to expect, not only to yourselves, but to your Families.

The common place Complaisance, at the conclusion, needs no comment: it is one of those tributes of respect, which great men are OBLIGED to pay to little ones, once in seven years, at least. Mr. Coke has certainly lost the high tone of Indifference, with which he introduced his "first chapter of Accidents ;" and, if you do but gain the Confidence which he has lost, all may yet be well.

What if it should be found that the Expences which are chargeable on a Town-rate, are exactly defined by the Law which imposes it; and that Mr. Coke knows this, and that the funds to which he alludes, are never applied to the same purposes, however base may be the Election pur poses, for which great Funds are frequently provided.

PICNICKERY;

Or, Public-house Conversation on the Election.

VERY

VERY good Tobacco this--Aye---SOARS AND BRADLEY'S-Well how go matters-O COKE has it hollow, 100 to 1 laid in his favor-that's right--push about the tankard-I believe all the Members are here-The King and his Friends- Bravo-Three Cheers-MR. QUAVER, I will thank you for a Song-SILENCEMr. COKE, he is our Man, Sir,

Let BIRCH do all that he can, Sir,
Altho' for the Town he would stand, Sir,
His Service is all but a bam, Sir,

For MR. COKE vote,

Ne'er turn your old coat,

The True Old Blue Coat of the County;
Our Fathers before,

This Old Blue Coat wore,

And left it to us for a Bounty.

Bravo-Short and sweet, but much superior to those long fine-worded Songs handed about by our enemies-ENCORE

MR. COKE, he is our Man, Sir,-[BRAVISSIMO.

I will thank you for a Gentleman-MR. COKE in a Bumper and Three Cheers-Three Mahogany Cheers, say I-Huzza, huzza, huzza

Mr. CROTCHET, MR. QUAVER calls upon you for a Song--SILENCE- I wish it may be as good as the last-Sir, if you say any more, I'll fine you a bumper-ATTENTION, ALL

Whilst happy in our native land,

So great, so fam'd in story,

Let's join, my friends, with heart and hand
To raise our Country's glory:

When Britain calls, her valiant Sons

Will rush in crowds to aid her-
Snatch, snatch your musquets, pri me your guns
And crush the fierce Invader!

Whilst every Briton's Song shall be,
"O give us Death-or Victory!"

Let France in savage accents sing
Her bloody Revolution;

We prize our country, love our King,
Adore our Constitution ;
For these we'll every danger face,
And quit our rustic labours;

Our ploughs to firelocks shall give place,
Our scythes be chang'd to sabres.
And, clad in arms, our Song shall be,
"O give us Death-or Victory."

EXCELLENT-BRAVO-ENCORE.

Whilst happy in our native land, &c.

A Gentleman, if you please, Sir-COLONEL ELLIOT and the Gentlemen who canvassed with him-A bumper toast-with three times threeHuzza, huzza, huzza-I think the Jacobins begin to look very dull-Aye, so they may well, after hearing of COKE's Success- -There is a striking difference between the French Jacobin and the mischievous variety of that race which has lately made its appearance in this Country. The French Jacobin, amidst animosity, anarchy, and murder at home and while he carries desolation, poverty, and death into other Nations-still keeps in view the aggrandizement of France, and the depression of every other Kingdom. The nature and habits of the English Jacobin are totally opposite. He appears to have a rooted antipathy

to his Native Land; but to the despotic Anarchy of France, his Love is ardent and sincere, and his exertions in favour of that despotic Anarchy are boundless and unceasing!

Mr. QUAVER, please to call on that stranger at the bottom of the table, for a song-Sir, I beg the favour of a song from you-Hem.

I am a hearty Jacobin,

Who own no COKE, and dread no sin,
Ready to dash thro' thick and thin
In B's Cause.

Hiss-Turn him out-Landlord, how came you to admit that fellow? Sir, by his blue ribbon, I took him to be a friend to the Cause-If you ever admit another, depend upon it, we will leave your house immediately-Sir, I'll do my best, but hunger will break through stone walls.- -Gentlemen, I adjourn this meeting till to-morrow evening-D---n it, he has spoilt all with his Jacobin song-so merry as we were- -I wish they were all at the devil.

My dear, our guests are all gone-they think I am for COKE-WHY, MY LOVE, (tapping his cheek) YOU ARE FOR COKE-Come my love, let us sleep together to-night-you know we have not done so since the last thunder and lightning brought us together-Agreed-COKE FOR EVER. (Every man has his price.-Aside) Exeunt omnes. Catera in-desunt.

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