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[Dec. I, 
at OBITUARY OF THE MONTH. § ~ 
yee REV. D. BOGUE. 
, T the house of the Rey. Mr. Goulby, 
died, the Rev. D. Bogue, nearly fifty 
years pastor of the independent Church of 
Gosport, and tutor of the Missionary Aca- 
demy there: he visited Brighton, to assist’ 
at the meetings held in aid of foreign mis- 
sions, a cause which, through a long life, 
lay near his heart, and which he promoted 
with no ordinary energy and success: he 
was in his seventy-seventh year. Mr. 
Behnes, the Sculptor, who was at Brighton 
at the’time of his death, has taken an ad- 
mirable cast of the venerable doctor, to 
execute a bust, in marble, for the son of 
this respected and highly esteemed indivi- 
dual—from which his numerous friends will 
have the opportunity of obtaining casts. 
MRS. ELIZABETH BURGESS, 
Aged 88. Blessed with a strong mind, 
the deceased, many years ago, produced a 
satirical piece, called “ The Maid of the 
Qaks,”’ which was acted on our stage. 
The incidents, on the first representation, 
being known to the audience, it received 
considerable applause: a few years since, 
it was again performed, but the love for 
scandal, and allusion to the parties, having 
diminished with the growth of time, the 
prominent features of the play were lost.— 
At the death of a female, familiarly known 
by the name of “ Betty Bolaine,” Mrs. B. 
again’ exerted her talents, in writing a his- 
tory of the old'lady’s life, and depicting, in 
very glowing colours, her penurious and 
eccentric manners: Implicit faith was placed 
upon ‘this production; although it was 
known. that the writer pretty liberally be- 
stowed vituperation upon her names, in con= 
sequence of the disappointments she expe- 
rienced in not'participating in’ the wealth 
which the old niggard had amassed.—The 
work had a great sale. Mrs. B. for many 
years was in the habit of selling cakes in the 
city, and latterly kept a registry-office for 
servants. 
SIR THOMAS STEPNEY 
Died suddenly, at his house in Henrietta- 
street, Cavendish-square,; on’ Sunday, 4th 
September. This polished gentleman’ of 
the old school was seen, in his usual attire, 
perambulating, St. James’s-street, from 
club-house to club-house (his daily prac- 
tice), so recently as the: preceding day. 
His dress had been the same for half a 
century—namely a blue coat, with a broad 
back and long waist, ‘‘ of the Monmouth- 
street cut,’’ that is, much too large for his 
body, and he commonly wore a remarkably 
short spencer. 
wear in small-clothes; and his blue broad- 
striped silk stockings produced a remark- 
able contrast :—added to these, was a hat 
not deeper in the crown than an inch and a 
half, but with a rim of greater proportion, 
Nankeen was his constant’ 
and a black ribbon tied round it. Sir Tho* 
mas, in his 70th year, on the coldest day of 
winter, was clad the same as in the dog- 
days: he was a great card-player, but not’ 
a gambler. His Wednesday piquet parties,’ 
from February to July, were regularly at- 
tended by some of the most distinguished 
persons in high life. yi ts 
, DON PABLO IGLESIAS. 
Was an officer of infantry in the consti- 
tutional army of Spain during the Peninsu- 
lar war. On this being terminated, and: 
the constitution having been changed for 
king Ferdinand, Don Iglesias gave up his 
military employment, and returned to Ma- 
drid, where he had property, and established 
himself there. In 1820, when the consti- 
tution was restored, Iglesias became a vo- 
lunteer in the national militia of Madrid. 
A short time afterwards he was elected 
Begidor of the junta’ of the capital, and 
when the Government retreated to Seville, 
he went with a body of Cacadone volun- 
teers to accompany the Cortes to this city. 
When the Government removed to. Cadiz, 
Iglesias united himself with a moving 
column commanded by the brave Marcon- 
chini, and went with it to Carthagena, with 
the view of assisting in the defence of that 
place. On the capitulation of the place, 
Iglesias preferred emigration to falling un- 
der the swords of the destroyers of his 
country. He went to Gibraltar, and from 
there, with thirty of his countrymen, he 
projected a descent on Ceuta, where he 
hoped something might be done. A violent © 
storm drove the vessel ashore at Almeria, 
where, after he had been denounced by the 
royalists for contumacy, and seeing hiniself 
and companions surrounded on all sides, 
they entered a wood, and though’he had 
only one cartridge remaining, they prepared: 
for their defence. The enemy attacked’ the 
fifteen who alone remained alive’: although’ 
they were already wounded; and, indeed; 
covered with blood, their courage supplied 
their wants, and they even’ fought with’ 
their teeth, according to official accounts 
circulated: in Spain at the time. Iglesias’ 
was taken and carried) to Spain by that 
Count Salio’ who a short time’ before was 
also an emigrant at Gibrdltar. Iglesias’ 
was kept for a year buried in a miserable! 
dungeon, without a particle of light, with- 
out a’ bed, nourished with scanty fare, and’ 
loaded’ with chains. His wife, to mitigate 
his sufferings, was obliged to sacrifice all 
his remaining property, both in money and’ 
furniture. Iglesias has at length perished’ 
on a scaffold, with all the horrors’ of that 
murderous apparatus, which is the delight’ 
of an infamous tyranny. He died, it ap- 
pears, like a good Spaniard, like a valiant 
soldier, and as an heroic descendant of the 
immortal Padillo. 
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