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teeth of that feeble antiquarian, poor old B. ! Should he be so 

 rash as to undertake the part of Archibald Bell-the-Cat, at the insti- 

 gation of his little associates the lovers of cheese parings we shall 

 coolly spit upon, and thereby drown him for ever. The act will be 

 benevolent, for when overwhelmed with hoots, it will save him the 

 personal trouble of precipitating himself into a puddle. 



The magazine to which we have alluded is a poor forlorn thing, 

 supported principally by forlorn gratuitous contributions, from men 

 misnamed antiquarians when in their prime, but now in a state of 

 dotage, and a few articled clerks to bad architects. They have, we 

 are told, observed, that our principal objection to modern buildings 

 is, that they contain ff no cupboards." On this point they are, it 

 seems, remarkably free and facetious. God help them ! poor little 

 boys ! No cow in Christendom \vould see the utility of a watch-fob ; 

 for the same reason our juvenile architects cannot appreciate the con- 

 venience of cupboards. They have nothing to put in them ! 



LINCOLNSHIRE LUMINARY. The Bill for the Emancipation of the 

 Jews was read a second time on the evening of the 22d. Exquisite 

 was the moaning of Sir Robert Inglis over this last and most diaboli- 

 cal inroad upon our " glorious constitution." When the Test and 

 Corporation acts were repealed, Sir Robert's croak was as ominous 

 and intelligible as that of Southey's raven. 



" The raven he croaked as he sat at his meal, 

 And the old woman knew what he said." 



At the time of the Emancipation of the Catholics, his anathemas 

 were dire, but when the Jews were spoken of as likely to elbow the 

 Baronet in the way to the HOUSE the holy of holies ! his pious and 

 constitutional rage had well nigh throttled him. Why does not the 

 high-minded Sir Robert leave an ungrateful country to legislate for 

 itself. He rises, night after night, for no purpose but to sit down 

 again. His warnings are lost upon a headstrong and misguided 

 people. His oracles are treated with no more respect than Irving's 

 latest he might as well deliver them in the unknown tongue. Retire, 

 great legislator, in all the dignity of offended virtue. Retire, great lu- 

 minary of Lincolnshire, with the proud consciousness of having resisted 

 to your utmost, all attempts at innovation, miscalled improvement, of 

 revolution, miscalled reform covered with the blessings of all place- 

 men, sinecurists, and pensioners the arch enemy to all innovators 

 the unflinching advocate of ancient infallibility illustrious supporter 

 of cups and balls champion of RIGHTS DIVINE. 



EDITORS AND EARTHQUAKES. In a Sussex paper, among the late 

 fashionable arrivals at Horsham, an Earthquake is announced. Some 

 boys, in order to obtain wherewith to boil the pot, had bored and 

 blasted the stump of a felled oak on an adjacent common hence the 

 rumour which appalled the Sussex Editor. He tells us that " the 

 goods in several shops Jell! " If this were the case, Earthquakes have 

 displayed a new feature they are decidedly beneficial. " The 

 scales," our informant goes on to say, " were all set in motion !" If 



