NOTES OF THE MONTH. 



GRAVK IMPUTATION. The slaver of scandal has been projected 

 against us from a quarter whence we had 110 reason to expect it. We 

 are not conscious of ever having done the Editor of the Quarterly 

 Review a mischief. Have we been guilty of pelting him with rotten 

 eggs of pushing him against a chimney-sweep of tossing him 

 headlong into a scavenger's mud- pudding? Never, to the best of 

 our belief. Why then, in his article, entitled " Past and Present 

 Parliament/' asperse us ? Why say, as he has, that among the new 

 members is the Editor of the Monthly Magazine ? 



CUPBOARD CRITICISM. With that bland benignity for which we 

 are so much beloved, we demonstrated, in one of our recent numbers, 

 that the number of asses in the metropolis, rose and fell in exact ratio 

 with the fluctuations in the number of architects. In the best spirit 

 imaginable, we held a mirror up to the latter in which they might see 

 and be staggered at the prodigious ultra-asinine length of their ears. 

 But our excellent intentions have produced no effect, except on their 

 employers the contemptible race of modern architects doating on their 

 most loathsome deformities. We frankly and kindly admitted that 

 they possessed every thing but taste, genius, invention, and common 

 sense. Could we say more in their behalf? Was it possible, we 

 boldly ask, to put them in a more lofty pillory ? Are they so aspir- 

 ing as not to be satisfied with being gibbettecl on a gallows less than 

 " fifty cubits high ?" Do they venture to emulate Haman ? while 

 simple lark-nooses, formed of single hairs plucked from a donkey's 

 mane, are sufficiently potent to strangle them by scores ? Poor little 

 pickpockets. 



One passage in our paper, we are told, they have ventured to nibble 

 we beg leave, therefore, to present it to our readers with the nibble 

 annexed : " A modern house," we said, and still say, " is a 

 structure of bare walls, ornamented and divided into compartments ; 

 it contains 110 family parlour no social snuggery no cupboards ! A 

 man who lives in it is to be pitied he is without a home. The stairs 

 creak beneath his feet the floor of the drawing room shrieks with 

 agony when he steps across it, and the parly-wall appropriately cracks 

 when he sees a few friends !" This expose has, it seems, given great 

 offence to those contemptible curs the metropolitan architects at 

 whose suggestion, conscious as they are of the frailty of their pill 

 boxes, we take leave to intimate, four-fifths of the leases relative to 

 new houses contain clauses by which dancing is most vehemently prohi- 

 bited. They have sounded the toscin, and set on some of their young 

 hounds to give tongue. How amazed the puppies will fell at finding, 

 that instead of a leveret, they are yapping on the stately track of a 

 lion ! 



We happen to know all about them we are acquainted with " the 

 birth, parentage, and education" of their bantling magazine. We 

 could scrush the tadpoles into the congenial mud which gave them 

 birth our leonine paw is lifted, but we charitably refrain from suff- 

 ering it to fall, until the appearance of their next number, in which, 

 we are told, they purpose repeating their nibble, with the stumpy 



