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if such be its virtue, the remedy is worth knowing, and no great harm 
done, if it prove a mistake. The mere sprinkling of flour upon a burn 
will not only relieve the immediate anguish, but, continued, will com- 
pletely heal the wound—in the severest cases. We forget our authority 
here, too—probably the Lancet, accompanied, nevertheless, with good 
testimonies: this, too, is worth remembering. 
Though disgusted, in common with many others, at the ribaldry of 
the Age, especially respecting the Duchess of St. Albans, of whom a 
great deal too much is heard on all sides, we were struck with the 
extreme greenness of the duke at the Lincoln dinner. The duchess’s 
health was drank ; and, after returning thanks in her name, the duke 
took the opportunity of telling the company “he loved his wife, and that 
heard she despised the miscreants who affected to doubt her virtue!” Is 
it possible these words could have been uttered? We commended the 
silence that had before been preserved, convinced that breaking it would 
only make matters worse ; but this 2s worse than we anticipated. 
The Duke of Sussex still on his tour! Is it not a little singular that 
great men of this kind cannot have somebody about them with a little 
common understanding—somebody who could make a decent excuse, if 
they wished to break an engagement, not expecting to like their com- 
pany? Unexpected dispatches from town prevent the duke’s intended 
visit to the Lord Lieutenant, just at the moment when he is putting his 
foot on board the packet. Why, the duke is notin office—is, indeed, the 
most disengaged man in his Majesty’s dominions ; and so little impera-' 
tive proved these dispatches, that he is not come to town yet. Though 
within twenty miles of Chester, again “ pressing engagements” pre- 
cluded his attendance at the Whig Club dinner. 
The papers told us, a few days ago, the king wished to partake of the 
sacrament ; and the Bishop of Winchester was accordingly sent for to 
administer. The servant loitered, and the bishop was behind the 
appointment. The royal impatience complained—explanation followed 
—and the servant was summoned, and angrily dismissed: the king then, 
turning to the bishop, said, “ We may now proceed.” But the bishop 
firmly, yet respectfully, assured his Majesty, in that frame of mind he 
was not a fit communicant. “ You are right, my lord ;’—and, ringing 
the bell, ordered the servant to be brought back, and forgave him on the 
spot. The details sufficiently prove the whole of this story to be mere 
humbug; but what grovelling wretch could be the author of such nau- 
seous stuff? 
Juries are about to be introduced in India., The Times, in an ecstasy, 
extols the liberality and judiciousness of the measure, and as one which 
marks, more distinctly than any fact upon record, the progress of modern 
improvement. The government communicated with some of the leading 
natives of Bombay, who evidently regard the matter rather as a burden 
than a privilege. In their reply, they beg to be excused altogether 
attending coroners’ inquests—in all cases of life and death—when them- 
selves or their families are sick—on certain festive and anniversary days 
—always after five o'clock. They stipulate, moreover, to be furnished 
with water, and allowed to attend to the calls of nature—and, being con- 
