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he has at last lived to see the wishes of his life accomplished ; that one of his 

 wishes always was a repeal of the Test Acts, another the emancipation of the 

 Catholics, the last and greatest of all, a Reform of the Parliament ; and that 

 now, having seen this, he, almost in the words of Simeon, calls upon the Lord 

 to suffer him to depart in peace ; for he has now seen every thing accom- 

 plished. No, Mr. Coke, stay a little longer, I pray you : there is one thing 

 more which you will see accomplished if you stay a little longer ; namely, 

 the resumption by the nation of the Dungeness light-house ; for if a reformed 

 Parliament sit out one session without a resumption of that grant, be well 

 assured that the people, who will certainly make this reform, will call loudly 

 for another/' 



We should like to know whether an action would not lie, for charging 

 a man with quoting Latin above his fifteenth year. We think that the 

 action would be a good one, on the ground of its imputing folly to the 

 individual. A contemporary avers that soon after Mr. Granby Calcraft's 

 marriage with Miss Love, the young gentleman called upon his father, 

 who noticing his son's altered looks, thus addressed him, in the language 

 of Terence : 



" Adeone homines immutari, 

 Ex amore, ut non cognoscas eundem esse ?" 



which may be literally translated " That a man should be so changed 

 by Love as not to be known again for the same person !" We doubt 

 the whole transaction. In the first place, we doubt that the memory 

 of a senator so accomplished should be burthened with the recollection 

 of ever having read Terence; and, in the next, we doubt that any 

 alteration in the happy husband's face, by marriage, was visible. The 

 subject is too mysterious for any thing but Dr. Lushington and the 

 proctors. 



The Irish militia behaved gallantly in the field, in the rebellion of 

 1798, but all their colonels were not Alexanders and Napoleons. A 

 certain Colonel, at the battle of Vinegar-hill, found out, just before the 

 action commenced, that his horse wanted a shoe. An aid-de-camp of 

 the general met him retiring, and observing his body well covered under 

 the near side of his horse's neck, drew his sabre, and applied it heartily to 

 the seat of the withdrawing soldier, accompanying it with the exclama- 

 tion " Heads up, my boy ! what the devil are you afraid of?" The 

 Colonel, smarting with the pain of the blow, could not resist rising in 

 the saddle, when the wild Pat burst into a loud fit of laughter, sing-* 

 ing out, <{ Ah ha ! ah ha ! Is it you ? I hope I did not hurt you ? 

 But, by my soul, it was a smart slap I gave you," and away he galloped 

 roaring to tell the adventure to his general. The story was too good not 

 to be retold, and it got into general circulation. Soon after the Union, 

 the Colonel came to England, as the wider field of action. At Carltori 

 House, at which he was soon introduced, he was invited to a large dinner- 

 rty, one of whom had seen the affair. The Prince called upon 

 im to relate the anecdote of Vinegar-hill ; he attempted to avoid it, but, 

 pushed hard, he gave the whole relation with his national humour. 

 " Ah, ah, is that true ?" asked the Prince : the Colonel, with great ease, 

 replied, " Please your Royal Highness, it is very true. My mare threw a 

 shoe, and I rode away to find a farrier ; and, by Jupiter, before she -Vas 

 shod the action was over !" 



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