MEDICINE UNDER THE MAINE LAW. 1" "WHAT EXETER HALL IN PARLIAMENT. The BISHOP OF LONDON made answer, and said that under the EARL OF SHAFTESBURY'S Act, all places were alike consecrated to the uses of the Established Church. LORD KINNAIRD expressed himself very much delighted with the intelligence. The ARCHBISHOP OF CANTERBURY thought it would not be wise to "check these innovations." Further, his Grace could not imagine that any greater reproach or disparagement could be cast upon the Church than to suppose "that it was incapable of accommodating itself to the changing necessities of the age." DMIRABLE PUNCH, wine will you take; aloes or iron? I do not put this question to you personally, as though I were sitting next you at a sanatorium housedinner; but there are cases in which it might be very properly asked; in short, sir, wine is used in medicine. Nor are iron wine, aloes wine, and other medicated wines the only wines used. Physicians frequently preAll this is very cheering; very delightful; and MR. SPURGEON COMscribe "Vin: Alb: Hispan:" placently rubs the hands of his soul, and his soul meekly whispers, "I and "Vin: Rub" abbre- have done this." And, it may be so. SPURGEON sets up his tent here viations of Vinum Album and there, and with blatant trumpet calls in the stragglers. The Hispanicum and Vinum Bishops, a little startled by the very vulgar noise, mildly inquire, Rubrum; in the vernacular, What is all this pother about?" And they are straightway told Port and Sherry. Medicine, that the noise is made by an unestablished prophet, who has had no you will perhaps think, suphand laid upon him; that, such is the volume of his trumpet it reaches poses that there is no white through all sorts of winding streets; into courts, and up alleys,—and, Spanish wine but Sherry, more than that, even into the boudoirs of duchesses! that all Sherry is white, and that there is no red wine in the world except Port. The Port generally dispensed is, indeed, a red wine, but a much better name for it than Vinum Rubrum would be Vinum Hematoxylo-Campechianicum, or Vinum It is said that, a few days since, the BISHOP OF EXETER was seen in Pruni Spinosa Compositum. Your non-professional readers may-some the Zoological Gardens, in deep conference with MR. SECRETARY of them-require to be informed that Hematoxylon Campechianum is MITCHELL. The Bishop was heard to say, "he thought the pulpit what Botany calls Logwood, and that Prunus Spinosa is the denomi- ought not to be pitched too near the hippopotamus." nation which she applies to the Sloe. The Compound Spirit of Juniper is one of the preparations in the Pharmacopoeia. Brandy is administered in cases of debility. BARCLAY and PERKINS's Entire, and other forms of porter, are often ordered under the name of Cerevisia Londinensis-Dublin and Guinness being illiberally ignored by the London Faculty. Question! do you cry, Sir? Well, the question is this-Whether, if wine, beer, and spirits, are physic, the Legislature would do wisely to allow the HON. NEAL Dow to persuade it to prohibit their sale by a Maine Liquor Law? Whether the utmost length they could go with MR. Dow would not be to place the sale of exhilarating liquors under the same conditions with that of physic? That arrangement would render those liquors procurable only at druggists' shops. But then arises the further question, who is to prescribe them? When a patient is attacked by symptoms which indicate the exhibition of a glass of wine, he may not always be able to find a medical man to write him a prescription for the remedy. Suppose, for instance, he is dining at a chop-house when seized with those symptoms? This supposition would be so frequently realised, that it would be necessary to have a medical waiter in attendance, if wine, ale, stout, brandy, whiskey, rum, and gin were to be obtainable only by the prescription of a qualified practitioner. Convenience would require the establishment of a druggist's shop next door, where negus might be put up,' and punch compounded, according to the recipe of the medical waiter. It would also be his business to regulate the dose; but in practice-in medical practice of this kind-the dose would, no doubt, be adapted rather to the desire than to the constitution of the invalid. The dose would be determined with reference, simply, to the medical waiter's fee. "Besides, Mr. Punch, it would be very absurd to subject the trade in stimulating liquors to greater restrictions than those which affect the trade in depressing medicines. A drachm too much of Epsom salts might be taken, as well as a drop too much of Alton ale, and with more lamentable consequences; and black dose, in excess, would be at least as pernicious as black strap. Alcoholic drink would have to be placed on the same footing as family medicine: therein the law would be obliged to leave the patient to minister to himself; the publican's business would be amalgamated with that of the chemist and druggist, the pharmaceutical establishment would expand into the gin-palace, and Medical Hall' would flourish under the auspices of the Jolly Gardeners.' Nay, a beer-engine would have to be added to the appliances of the Surgery' annexed to the handsome residence and appertaining to the immense practice of your humble servant, "Haustus House, June, 1857." "STATIM SUMENDUS." LIBERALITY OF THE AGE.-Street Merchant (with a tray of toothpicks before him). "Here you are! Three a penny! Toothpicks! Three a penny! Pick and try 'em, before you buy 'em!" And the Bishops, almost with one accord, say, "Dear brethren, this will never do. To meet the changing necessities of the age, the Established Church must become a Church Itinerant. Hence, for a time, Exeter Hall may be even as St. Paul's, and Canterbury Hall even as Canterbury Cathedral. Henceforth the preacher shall make the building, and not the building the preacher! THE DUE OF PROCTORS AND DOCTORS. Ir is very hard to have the business by which one subsists destroyed. If the legislature abolishes anybody's trade, and does not indemnify him, his is a cruel case. If the trade is rather a curse to the community, still, so long as it is legal and not contraband, there seems to be son e injustice in ousting him from it without making him certain amends. Therefore, the feeling mind will recognise a glimmering of reason in a question propounded to the LORD CHANCELLOR by the EARL OF MALMESBURY, on presenting a petition from the proctors of Doctors' Commons against the Probate and Administration Bill-a petition signed by 87 out of 104 proctors, setting forth that the Bill, if passed, would cut down their gains from £90,000 to £15,000 a year. Supposing-out of abundant charity that there was no humbug in this representation, we say that LORD MALMESBURY did not ask an altogether foolish question, when, according to Parliamentary Intelligence,"He wished to ask the noble and learned Lord on the woolsack, whether he did not think it proper to give some compensation to the proctors and their articled clerks, who had paid £800, or £1000 each upon being articled?" No doubt, so long as the Testamentary Law remains in its present abominable state, proctors are necessary evils, and to annul the proctor's vocation without compensating the proctor, would not be giving the devil his due. But if the devil is to have his due, in the sense of compensation for the reform which enables society to dispense with him; much rather ought the ministering angel to be duly indemnified for any loss which he may suffer through the removal of the need for his ministration. When, therefore, a knacker's establishment is suppressed, slaughter-houses are banished, pig-styes removed, cesspools filled up, open drains bricked over, or any other nuisances abated in any locality, according to statute in such cases made and provided, a sum equivalent to the diminution of practice which may be expected to result from such sanatory operations ought to be distributed amongst all the neighbouring medical men. MAKING LIGHT OF BUSINESS. LOYALTY never burns so brightly as when it burns in gas. The official birth-day of our beloved QUEEN is, we think, on the 26th of May; on which occasion, the commercial and trading bosom generally labours with some new device that may beautifully combine the affection of a subject with the mainchance of a shopkeeper! "God Bless the QUEEN and the PRINCE!" is shown in a burning row along a quarter of an acre of tailor's frontage. But what is in the shadow ? The brilliant benison is the red cabbage; but "the Paradise Paletot, price next to nothing," is the tailor under it. "Long to reign over us!" illuminates another shopkeeper; and we read by that light-"Alpaca Umbrellas, at 3s. 2d." ASTOUNDING ANNOUNCEMENT FROM THE SMALL COUNTRY BUTCHER 66 Maid. PLEASE, MA'AM, MR. SKEWER SAYS HE'S A-GOING TO KILL HISSELF THIS WEEK, AND WILL YOU HAVE A JOINT?" "OUR ISTHMIAN GAMES." THE WREATH OF VETERAN COLONELS. account of a review, held on the QUEEN's birthday, at Aldershott: "Nearly the whole of the troops now wear the uniforms contracted for by the Government, and not by the regimental Colonels. The importance of having superseded the latter gallant clothiers is manifested in the altered appearance of the men. only to sergeants, while the sergeants have the same as the commissioned officers. Their coats are of beautiful material, the privates wearing the cloth formerly given Yesterday one or two men could be discerned still dressed in the old brick-coloured baize, and having an indescribably dingy appearance among their well clad comrades." HENCEFORTH to talk of "the Derby Day " will be vulgar. In due THE use of much strong language in senior military circles is supcourtesy to Lord PALMERSTON, polite society will always say-"Isth-posed to have been occasioned by the following passage in the Times' mian Games." Neptune had his horses, and Britannia has hers. We trust, however, that the games solemnised on the Isthmus of Corinth, were less costly than the races on the Epsom sward. Indeed, we believe that we are not premature in announcing the existence of a society, whose purpose it is, to abolish Epsom, Ascot, Newmarket, Doncaster, and so forth. Indeed, all horse-racing is to be put down in deference to public morals. It will be proved at the first meeting that the horse, naturally a noble beast, is perverted to the basest purposes: that, under certain discipline well known in "the stables," the horse is taught to pick pockets; and, in fact, as will be proved, to suggest suicide. It is all very well to talk of the holiday that to speak in an old-fashioned way-the Derby Day gives to tens of thousands; but the chicanery, the deceit, the swindling, that is carried on under the equine excuse, the horse being, in fact, no more than a stalking-horse to fraud and robbery, is altogether destructive of public morals. Attempt to regulate horse-racing according to Christian principles, and the Derby Day must inevitably be a dies non. In fact, there is an enthusiastic party that advocates the total extinguishment of the breed and use of the horse throughout the British Isles. The horse is made the means of making men knaves and fools, rogues and simpletons; the horse has driven men to self-murder, and it will be to the benefit of the world that the horse should become extinct. We understand that this society will be earnestly joined by the teetotallers. As some men are drunkards, so is it necessary that no man should be allowed to drink: so is it necessary that vineyards should be grubbed up all over the world, and all over the world planted with the temperate potato. As men rob and cheat by means of races, so shall there be an end of all running horses; nay, the very breed of horses, even as the very growth of grapes, shall be prohibited. We think the two societies worthy of one another, and wish them all the success they mutually deserve., The perusal of what looks very much like positive proof that very many of the old clothing Colonels not only stooped to be tailors, but also condescended to be dishonest tailors, must naturally make numerous old Colonels very angry. Those veterans may be excused for indulging in some violence of expression, disgusted and indignant as they must feel to find their laurels intertwined with cabbage. Logarithms-Loggerheads. To an ancestor of the NAPIERS the world owes logarithms; his fame is well-known and widely acknowledged. But there is another NAPIER whose reputation has been shamefully slighted, and that is the NAPIER who first discovered loggerheads. His fame has never been properly allowed by the world at large; but this we must say, in praise of all his descendants. They, with a fine appreciation of the merits of their ancestor, have always done their best to pay due homage to the memory of his discovery. This delightful fact, we hold, admits of no denial; for never yet did "the NAPIERS" mix with anybody or any matter but loggerheads immediately followed. How A LADY MAY ALWAYS LOOK YOUNG.-By getting a fashionable artist to take her portrait. PUNCH'S ESSENCE OF PARLIAMENT. June 4th, Thursday. Holidays over, and the schoolmaster come back from abroad. He-need Punch name BROUGHAM?-was in capital health and spirits, and at once opened fire upon the Divorce Bill, to which he has divers objections, chiefly founded upon its not being sufficiently favourable to the wife. LORD WESTMEATH (an odd person for the work) introduced a Bill for regulating the bathing at watering-places, and rendering it more decorous. Petitions against the Bill are, we understand, in course of signature by the class of vulgarians and vulgariennes, who at such places as Margate and Ramsgate, turn a healthy and delightful duty into what they term a Lark. There was a great deal of talk in the Commons, chiefly directed to the solution of the question whether the Board of Trade was of any use. There can be no doubt that it is of great use, and that mere commercial men are not, with all their spirit and cleverness, quite fit to be entrusted with the exclusive control of our national interests. The Master has spoken.. Friday. LORD COWLEY, as Punch warned the world would be the case, has been made an earl, and took his seat "as such." Why, nobody knows, not even MR. DOD, who moreover appends to the recital of CoWLEY'S travels a cruel bit of satire, the more mordant because entirely unintended. "The first LORD COWLEY was a distinguished diplomatist." This will prevent anybody from falling into the sort of error commemorated by MR. TOM MOORE "And (such a mistake as no mortal hit ever on,) In the course of conversation on Merchant Shipping, several noblemen who have estates on our coast, and therefore get little bits of luck in the way of wrecks, complained of being obliged to show that they have a right to such windfalls-or waterfalls-which obligation they deem a great hardship. Noblemen have improved since the days when they hung out false lights to bring vessels on the rocks; and neither LORD GREY, nor LORD DERBY, nor any other of the complainants would even smoke a cigar on the beach if he thought a merchant-captain could mistake the light for that at the North Foreland or Dungenness; but Mr. Punch thinks that they might go a step further, and leave this kind of sea gleaning to the fishermen. The Wills Bill was passed, LORD CRANWORTH Screwing up his courage to say that it was impossible to declare the proctors entitled to compensation. BEN JONSON (a dramatist of merit), had his estimate of the animal called Proctor, and it may be inferred from a passage in Bartholomew Fair, in which a clergyman says, "Every line that a proctor writes is a long black hair combed out of the tail of Antichrist." COWLEY in the Lords, Cows in the Commons. SIR B. HALL explained that the vaccine mothers in Hyde Park had a right to be there, and paid for their lodging, all but five, who are the private and privileged cows of the superintendent. One wonders that WISCOUNT WILLIAMS did not move for a return of the names of the cows, their colours and ages, how much milk they respectively gave, how much cream came from it, what counties they came from, what sort of horns they have, whether any of them are old cows, and if so, what tune they are likely to die of, distinguishing between those which stand still to be milked, those that flap their tails into the milker's eye, and those that kick the pail over; also whether insured in the Farmer's Assurance Company, and for how much, and what number of calves they have had, and whether any calf ever stood for Lambeth. The expense of obtaining and printing the return would not have been more than £20 or £30, and what is that (out of other people's money) when a patriot wants a clap-trap? Complaints were made that election petitions often contained falsehoods, and that there was no convenient way of punishing the slanderers. LORD PALMERSTON thought that it did not much matter. After some verbal amends had been made to MR. STONOR, a gentleman who was rather severely treated by a former Government in consequence of an election indiscretion, the Sound Dues question came on. These tolls are extinguished by the Danes, in consideration of certain moneys from divers nations, England's share being something over a million. Denmark is to keep the Sound Lamps lighted and trimmed, and generally to aid navigation and reduce transit dues. The arrangement is a sensible one, and as SIR GEORGE LEWIS happens to have the money in this desk, it is no case of new tax. The Wiscount, of course, with the large-minded political economy of a retail patriot, could not see why anybody should pay for these imposts except the merchants trading to Denmark, but the House had clearer perceptions of the interests of the country. enemies of the camp make out a sort of case. Equally, however, is it certain that the bored officers can learn at Aldershott what the DUKE said that not twenty men in the Army knew, namely, how to move masses of troops; and this is worth learning, even though billiardmarkers are idle, and tart-vending ARIADNE mourns her epauletted THESEUS. DRAMATIC ART-TREASURES. ON May 23rd, was sold off at MR. LEIGH SOTHEBY's the following curiosity:"898**Heel of the Shoe kicked off by MRS. SIDDONS in throwing back her velvet train whilst performing the part of Constance, in King John, in 1795, and picked up from the stage by J. WHITFIELD." We suppose that some literary enthusiast bought the above specimen of the heeling art, the better to enable him to trace the footsteps of the Drama? Who knows, the same fortunate purchaser may already have in his possession the sock of THESPIS, and the buskin of Roscius, together with a highlow of HICKS? We know that a lover will often preserve an odd glove of the beautiful object he adores, but to treasure up the hind part of a shoe is going quite to the opposite extreme. We imagine that it is valued as a striking proof of the passion with which MRS. SIDDONS laid bare her sole when acting? If the lucky owner will only send the valuable treasure to Manchester, we will promise to back it up with the following contributions: 754. A hair of the same dog that was supposed to have bitten R. W. ELLISTON the evening before, when he "blessed you, my people," in the character of George IV. 869. The point of the dagger, with which CARTLICH helped to murder the QUEEN's English for so many years at Astley's. 885. The identical slip of the pen, with which the Morning Herald critic wrote the notice of the Traviata before its performance at the Royal Italian Opera. The pruning-knife, with numerous cuttings, showing the judicious use of it, that was lately in the possession of the manager of RICHARDSON's Theatre. 907. 1000. A nail of the shoe of ELLA's horse, which has cleared 10,000 hurdles and all the expences of the Establishment at Drury Lane. Let every lover of the Theatrical art contribute in the same liberal spirit, and Manchester will soon be able to boast of a collection of Dramatic Art-Treasures unsurpassed in the whole world. On the Army Estimates there was a long debate about Aldershott, a place which is a pet of PAM's, and which he defended with spirit, but which "bores" the officers, who hate living in camp (though they have a club-house), and miss the billiard-rooms, flirtations with pretty A PLACE OF RETREAT.-A timid capitalist has taken the Exeter confectioneresses and milliners, and other delights of a town. So Change Arcade for himself, children, and valuables, on the 13th of June, they agree to represent Aldershott as of no use, and, inasmuch as there as he is positive that the Comet will never think of visiting so are a great many blunders and short-comings to be detected there, the deserted a locality on that day. No. 831. A HUSBAND OF TEN THOUSAND. SALE OR SELL? To those of our readers who have a taste for HE subjoined advertise- puzzles, perhaps the following advertisement ment, extracted from a will not be unacceptable :morning paper, was doubtless answered by an immense number of re- M ATRIMONY.-To Any WIDOW or MAIDEN LADY ARMY AND NAVY.-A favourable opportunity presents itself of purchasing the INTEREST of a PUBLI CATION, which is well adapted to any gentleman having a taste for literature, and a portion of his time unoccupied Apply, &c. Now, in the name of Notes and Queries, what in the world does the advertiser mean by first attracting the attention of the Army and Navy, and then proceeding to talk about a "taste for literature ?" We admit there may be found in either service men who have evinced so far a literary turn, as to show that they know well enough how to "make a book: " but we cannot think the advertiser justified on this account, to twit the gallant fellows with their "taste for Any unmarried lady can have this literature." Nor can we the least comprehend handsome and worthy young man for what he means, by offering for sale the mere asking this handsome and worthy "interest" of a publication, in the management young man, as an auctioneer would of which, we presume he is the principal. Are repeat, only twenty-three years of we to infer that the publication itself will be age, and who will receive a con- made the subject of a separate bargain? Imagine siderable sum of money on his what a sell it would be to the buyer of a novel marriage day. First come, first to find that all its interest had been previously served, of course, since the young disposed of! Or, as a still greater stretch of man is to be had by any such appli- fancy, only conceive what a rush there would be cant. What a catch!-because not to the Auction-room, were we to advertise that only is he worthy and handsome and any one, who proved the highest bidder, might destined to have money, but, inasmuch as somebody else advertises for him, and makes, on his purchase the exclusive right to the sole enjoybehalf, an unconditional promise of marriage to any woman who will accept him, it is manifest ment of the interest of Punch! that he can have no will of his own. What a duck of a husband he would make then!-if he would not make a goose. What work the above advertisement must have cut out for the postman of the district whence it was issued !-which, we may state, was that of E. C. What a griffin, most probably, was the candidate who was first in the field! COMFORT FOR THE CALUMNIATED.-The fairest complexions get freckled the soonest. and will be erected at our expense in St. Paul's is exceedingly pro deal of this will be cleverly managed we have no doubt, for the Baron THE WELLINGTON MONUMENT. is a clever man, with bold notions, which his fashionable friends call THE NELSON memorial (to which his late Majesty, NICHOLAS of MARROWFATTI Creations are admirable, but posterity will look, in our "fresh creations." For a temporary trophy, or a device for a fete, the Russia, was in two senses the largest subscriber) is not finished, nor WELLINGTON memorial, for something more than a mere holiday surprise is it likely to be finished. Who was NELSON? Why, it is fifty years-a contrivance to make good-natured Duchesses cry out, "Dear me, and more since he was killed in annihilating the naval power of France how charmingly ingenious." at a blow. You might as well talk to us of MARLBOROUGH, or BLAKE. Mr. Punch will bet even money that ADMIRAL SIR CHARLES NAPIER'S monument is complete before ADMIRAL LORD NELSON'S. But touching the WELLINGTON monument, Mr. Punch would lay no such wager. There is every reason to believe that it will be executed forthwith. The authorities are eager to see the marble in hand. Not, perhaps, because of their intense veneration for the dead, but out of their strong desire to serve the living. The Great Duke's memorial will be left in charge of no laggard spirit of hero-worship, it will be ordered by those who keep the nation's porte monnaie, and who will disburse with a free hand when the applicant is well recommended. Puffs preliminary are already scattered broadcast. We hear that a certain Baron "has designed a monument which, if Government approve it, will be erected in St. Paul's." Pleasantly and easily do these announcements, half official, drop the fact that other sculptors thereto invited by Government, have been labouring for months at their ideals of memorials. Labouring privately, too, in compliance with the terms that prescribed anonymous models. The Baron has published his design, and if Government approve it, that is to be the WELLINGTON monument. If! As if the authorities are likely to disapprove anything by a Baron so recommended as the BARON MARROWFATTI. But the puffs are not haughty in their tone; on the contrary, it is desired to imbue the public mind with the idea of what a memorial ought to be. Familiarised with the MARROWFATTI notion, the people will be prepared to applaud. We are told that there are to be two big bronze doors, set against the wall, and pretending to be the entrance to a vault. This is a Sham, but Marlborough House, so severe upon the flower on a carpet, or the bird on a wall-paper, will be al silent courtliness. Well, before the sham doors is to be a figure of Victory, outside, mind-though the Duke, instead of keeping Victory away from him, was usually very much at home with her. This, how ever, is of the less consequence, as the Duke himself is also to be outside his own mausoleum, indeed to be perched upon the top of it. For this there are two good artistic reasons-first, if the Duke were inside you could not see him, and secondly, he can't be put inside, because the mausoleum doors are sham ones. The effect would seem to be that of a lady weeping against the front door of a house, while the party she is bewailing has got out upon the roof. That a great A thought occurs to us. When the WELLINGTON monument is adjudged to the Baron, could not the other candidates be allowed (of course at their own expense) to complete the NELSON memorial by contribution of ideas from their rejected models? What may not be be a sort of encouragement to the English sculptor just to let him lay good enough for WELLINGTON is good enough for NELSON. It would chisel to one of our inferior national testimonials, while the important ones, as the Scutari memorial and the WELLINGTON monument, are fittingly assigned for execution where the sympathies of nationality do not interfere with the dictates of pure art. Posthumous Practical Joke. OLD MR. SCRUDGE dies, and after his lamented decease a will is found in his strong box, bequeathing to EMILY WOODBINE, the belle of the village, beloved by HARRY HONEYSUCKLE, and loving him in return, an annuity of ten thousand a-year during her life, so long as she shall remain single and unmarried; the whole legacy, principal and interest, in the event of her marriage, to go to the Asylum for Idiots. EHEU, FUGACES! PEOPLE remark upon DUKE CONSTANTINE's having paid us English a Flying visit. Such comments are unkind. It is not easy for Russians to get rid of their habit throughout the war. PERSECUTION IN BELGIUM. To the Editor of the "Tablet." dying rogue will still be denied the liberty of delivering himself from the deuce, by bequeathing his plunder to the Church instead of leaving it to his own family. Of course the rogue's will cannot be as good as his deed, if any will IR-The faithful Belgian that he may make in favour of Holy Church is Clergy have been cast- an invalid document. What a hardship on the not by any means having repentant rogue, to prevent him from atoning got themselves-into the for his crimes by impoverishing his heirs! hot water of persecution. British fanaticism will exult in the defeat and They have been hissed and humiliation of the Belgian priesthood; but hooted, and subjected to Exeter Hall may perhaps be astonished to learn other atrocious torments. that the unpopularity of that venerable body An infuriated mob has arises in part from precisely the same cause as outraged those venerable its own. At the suggestion of some of those fathers with horrid cries holy men, whom the Belgian infidel journals of "A bas les couvents!" call over-zealous priests, the réligieuses of the and Vive la Constitu- lace-school of Liederskerke caused the hair of tion!" and the still more certain of the young girls at that seminary to barbarous shouts and yells be cut off because, on the Sunday of the of "Weg de Kloosters!" "Lakermesse," they had taken part in a dance. "Weg de leegloopers!" Thus have those reverend fathers excelled our "Leve de werkman!" With British Sabbatarians in their own line, and these insults and injuries incurred a proportional share of public averhave the ungrateful Bel- sion and contempt, constituting that cruel gian burghers repaid the martyrdom which they ever seek so eagerly, spiritual beneficence of and which they always so eloquently bewail, to their priests and bishops, the admiration and amusement of, Sir, your their Jesuits and other constant watcher, holy friars. At the suggestion, and by the influence, of these pious ecclesiastics, a law was proposed and partially enacted, the operation of which would confer on a large portion of the Belgian population, the inestimable grace of poverty. The law was one which would have repealed certain Belgian enactments equivalent to our abominable British statute of mortmain-execrabile illud statutum, as a blessed Pope called it, I think. Had it passed, a dying parent would have been enabled to disinherit his children; for the advantage of his own soul, their eternal welfare, and the emolument of a monastery. Public clamour has defeated this intended piece of legislation, and now the SIR ROBERT PEEL ON MOSCOW. SIR ROBERT, having nothing to do at present, took a large circle of friends with him the other day to BURFORD'S Panorama in Leicester Square, and entertained them with a Lecture on the beauties of the place: PUNCH. P.S. The heretic LEOPOLD has adjourned the Chambers. Could HEROD, or DECIUS, or DIOCLETIAN, have acted more infamously? One Begins to be Uncomfortable. THERE can now be no doubt that the expected Comet will annihilate all things. An Adelphi playbill announces the Green Bushes "for the Last Time." This is conclusive. When a drama that was not for an age but for all time, stops, Time himself had better take himself by the forelock, and make his bow. Palace of Pomona in a pantomime. All the houses, in fact, take strange freaks into their heads. Many of them are gilt, reminding one of misers, whose caputs run upon nothing but gold. Others are painted green and red. The effect is not happy. They bring before one the picture of the Covent Garden market-carts, filled with greens and carrots. The churches are crammed with more plate than HUNT and ROSKELL'S; whilst STORR and MORTIMER'S shop would be "My boys, here we are in Moscow. By Jove, it is very like! nothing better than a pedlar's box compared to the innumerable sacks You see before you the coronation, which, I need not tell you, far of precious stones they contain. Talking of sacks, the French took surpassed the one in the Prophète. You will notice three principal no small share of these same jewels just before they were burnt out of characters in it-the Emperor, the Empress, and myself-but you will Moscow. Living is mighty dear in this queer capital. A captain's observe that your humble servant does not occupy the prominent biscuit costs almost as much as a Colonelcy would in England. The position which his merits deserve. The Bell to your left is the CZAR Russians are extremely fond of charging the English tremendously, KOLOKOL, or, in other lingo, the Emperor of Bells. It went up excepting, of course, with the bayonet. Every look, every question, amidst hullaboolooing and rejoicing, and then came down with a devil every oath, every kick, is carefully computed, and put down in the of a crash, reminding one of the rise and fall of many a popular bill. Most of their ways are dirty and narrow-not unlike their minister that I could name. The consequence was, that after its streets, whose only pavement is that of good intentions, for, owing to fall it was found to be cracked-not the only instance of the downfal the badness of the paving, it is something worse than purgatory to of a great upstart having ended in insanity. The Grand Duke has walk over them. The city altogether presents a curious harlequinade been compared to this Bell, not on account of his enormous mettle, of all architectural styles and orders, and, for that reason, like a harlebut simply because he, too, is cracked. However, we will not touch quinade, when once you have seen it you do not care about seeing it on that head, but rather plunge into the Moscowa, which is the again. Moreover, I hold that this panorama is infinitely better than Thames of Moscow-with this simple difference, that there are no the city itself. You are free from the smells, the fleas, the priests, the whitebait in it. It joins the Oka at a short distance, which by shallow soldiers, and pickpockets of all descriptions, that haunt the original. authorities has been cited as the reason of its yellow Oka appearance. Take my word for it, every Russian is a born pickpocket. However, My boys, I am going to startle you now. At one time there were let us cut. But, before going, my tulips, let us give three cheers for 1600 churches in Moscow! What do you think of that? Even now, BURFORD. BURFORD is a brick-a brick that should be amongst the as we take a squint over the roofs of the houses, the eye is presented with the sight of a very peculiar steeplechase, such as would beat the Liverpool one completely out of the field. Count the spires, if you can. Not two steeples are alike. They are of all sizes and of all colours-as if each one was wearing the colour of its patron saint. The domes remind one of the coats of the jockeys at Epsom, for your optics are regaled with the sight of every bright pigment under the sun. The Cathedral of the Virgin-there to the right of you-has sixteen of these pictorial towers, huddled all in a heap together, like the cups and saucers in a conjuror's box. In a fruiterer's shop you will not see more varieties of form and colour than these towers present. There are apples, pears, melons, plums, with a large dash of the pine-apple. They look like huge horticultural toys, that would not figure badly in a scene of the pillars of the Royal Academy." AS SIR ROBERT PEEL is no longer connected with the Ministry, we think he could not do better than turn his talents, generally speaking, to public lecturing. We shall be only too happy to act as his Special Reporter. HUMPHRY (BROWN)'S LAST TESTIMONIAL. COPPER has risen in price-all round the town |