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insensibly withered and declined ; and, intoxicated with the fumes of gambling, became the dupes of this daring junto, while the great Captain of the Exchequer market (now no more,) kept his manufactory at work, and loans were as easily raised as a grasping majority could make acts of parliament. Bred in the school of Pitt, our present able minister closely follows his predecessor; and assisted by his colleague, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, follows implicitly the same plan, and is not at a loss for an adviser in the city, whose experience in regulating the course of exchange, qualifies him for the distinguished situation, and inspires his followers with confidence equal to what “ the heaven-born minister” possessed.

What is become of our boasted commerce ? what of our foreign connexions ? Look in the Royal Exchange, once the mart of industry and high commercial character ! Alas, how changed ! now become the resort of stock-jobbers. One will ask you, “ Any news from the other end of the town?” “I don't know, I have not been to the Treasury to-day; but something will be done in the House to-night.” Another will tell you, Look into the Courier this evening.” A third will

“How are you to-day?" and the reply will be, Three-quarters — seven-cighths very dull, and very little doing !” In fact, Mr. Editor, we are become a nation of gamblers; and the high and dignified English merchant sunk into the beastly forms of quadrupeds, and often to the level of a poor feathered biped.

In the midst of this miserably degraded state, look to our internal commerce and agriculture ! look to the pressure of taxation ! look to the want of labour, and the inability to bring it into action! Can these things

ask you,

be “ without our special wonder ?” Are no means to be tried to alleviate and remove the weight that presses so heavily upon the population of this once proud and flourishing country? Can ministers, in their wisdom, devise no means of relief? Is patronage every thing, and feeling nothing? Must they still cling to the monied interest for popularity, and destroy the million ? Must they continue to support that system, the fallacy of which every one now is convinced of; and in order to secure the good opinion of the monied junto, continue to purchase their commodity at an unnatural price, and show an anxious desire to give a still higher price for it? Is it not enough to raise taxes for the interest of the national debt, but they must have a wasteful expenditure of five millions of those taxes, under the specious pretence of diminishing that debt; when, in fact, it is manifest their only aim is to enrich themselves and their dependents, at the risk and ruin of their country?

The people ask for alleviation. Take away the Sinking Fund altogether : apply that useless, grinding, unjust taxation to the immediate relief of the suffering community. Let the funds rest upon their own bottom. What matters it whether the price be sixty or eighty, provided the annuitant is regularly paid. The experiment has been tried, by taking away the bulk of the Sinking Fund, and the prices of stock have not only maintained their ground, but are now at higher prices than when the experiment was made. Appropriate these five millions to the relief of the people by a remission of taxes to that amount: then, and then only, we may have some remuneration for the past, and some hope of security for the future.



Tavistock Place, April 12, 1821. I SEE “ equivocation” will undo thee. You tell me your “ brain is dry as the remainder biscuit after a voyage!" Why, “ not all Neptune's ocean " can wash off from me the impression “ that thou liest, base beef-eater !” Again, thou sayest, thy soul is mistress of her choice, and that her election hath sealed me for thyself !” Why, “ I have taken a bond of fate,” and am sealed to another, who will, “ as watchmen to my heart, out of the shot and danger of desire, keep me in the rear of her affection, and grapple me to her soul with hooks of steel;" therefore thy soul is only mistress of thine own body, and a sorry choice she has made. “ You shall not do mine ear that violence to make it truster of your own report against yourself.” Hadst thou said, thy body is dry, or that thou art a dry fellow, I could believe it; but to say thy brain is dry, thou mightest as well have said, jelly is dry. Why, thou knowest it is soft and pulpy, and possesses a like consistence. Make such another assertion, “and I will brain thee with my lady's fan!” Then you talk of the Gods helping you, to be sure. “ Such a fellow, crawling between earth and heaven,” may occasionally get something from them; but he must “ be an arrant knave,” “ with more offences at his beck than thoughts to put them in!” “ I'd have such a fellow whipped for outdoing termagant: it out-Herods Herod !”

“O shame! where is thy blush?"

Dear Sam — “ For the love of God, repent what's past; avoid what is to come ; assume a virtue, if you have it not.”

“ Good night! and when you are desirous to be bless'd, I'll blessing beg of you."

B. O.



Tavistock Place, April 14, 1821. I HAVE just received the enclosed from our eccentric friend, under the signature of Yorick. Alas ! “ it is not madness he has uttered !” Poor devil, he has been most vilely cheated, abused, and sadly treated. It is well worth reading, and deserves to be read attentively too. It is pregnant with satire ; indeed, as much so as any thing Dean Swift ever wrote. I pity him sincerely, and am sorry for him. He is, in my opinion, as harmless as a worm ; but yet a worm, when trod upon, will turn.

“ Wouldst thou have a serpent sting thee twice ? “ You may as well go stand upon the beech, and bid the main flood bate his usual height,” as seek redress from those locusts of the state, “ whose currish spirits are wolfish, bloody, starved, and raven

“ It is well to have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant. “ Alas, poor Yorick !”

Yours always,

B. 0.




Tavistock Place, April 17, 1821. “ The glass of fashion, and the mould of form. Nay, do not think I flatter. Give me the man, that is not passion's slave, and I will wear him in my heart's core, as I do thee.”

Something too much of this !”

There is a feast to-morrow


friends :
When thou art present, I pray thee
Observe thine host : if thou dost find him wanting
In the common observance of hospitality,
Or wanting in attention to his guests,
Then“ whistle him off,” from thy extreme regard,
" And let him down the winds,
To prey at fortune.”

B. 0.


Tavistock Place, April 15, 1821.

“ I love thee, and it is my love that speaks.”

You have now, my dear Adriana, completed your thirtieth year, which brings to my recollection that day which first blessed me with an amiable child. I can run over the almost countless hours of time, with the pleasing remembrance of each day's delight you have afforded me, and say, no father ever experienced more heartfelt pleasure than I have, in the fond remembrance of your society, to the happy moment when, with regret and pleasure, I lost it. Can I then forget the anniversary of that joyous hour? Can I forget, or ever cease to wish, that every returning year may bring renewed delight and comfort to yourself, your virtuous husband, and your infant offspring ?

Accept then, dearest Adriana, the prayers and wishes of a fond father, for your happiness and welfare; and believe them to be the effusion of the warmest heart.


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