532 Letter on Affairs in general. [ Nov. 
Frump (Sergt.)—* My lord, I submit this view is obauletene-X Aeman 
may be a tailor; and*yet'a'Christian.” cooodt sedi 
O’Blarney.—“ T hope’no Court will affirm such mee as that! 1285 
Mr. Justice B****.—« You shall have the point saved, Mr. O'Blar- 
ney, if youwlike?” vik 
O'Blarney.—“ Upon my honour, my lord, I would desire tliat’ 1 have 
myself all the confidence in the world in it.” 
Frump (aside)—** I believe that; for I am sure nobody lsd « can have 
an 
ae which Monsieur Chardon, who said he lived ‘vis-a-vis Madame 
Smackem,—so dat she could never put her nightcap on, le nuit, noritake 
it off, le matin—but he should see hare,”—proved the assault; and after 
a Ciceronian address of two hours from Mr. O’Blarney, the judge’ said 
two words; and the j jury found a verdict for the plaintiff, a to 
be settled out of court.’ 
Mr. Wilkes, the parliament attorney, has been addressing a quantity 
of letters in all directions, threatening prosecutions against newspapers 
that have libelled his character, &c. Now persons of Mr. Wilkes’s 
calibre should keep out of print. He has let out in these letters whatall 
people did not know before (myself for one)—to wit, that he is a very 
ignorant and vulgar man. 
Country vhestriedis are very odd things. Mrs. Bartley, the Morning 
Herald says, has been playing the character of “ Lady Teazle” at 
Brighton. Mr. Bartley should rather have played it—he is much the 
most like Lady Teazle of the two. 
This is the age, par excellence, of improvement and institution. And 
the science of ** Gymnastics,” among other of the latest novelties, seems 
to be making its way to eminence and adoption. Gymnastic “establish- 
ments” are already “‘ organized” in five or six different quarters of the me- 
tropolis; and some persons—who are great enthusiasts—take the diversions 
(as Mr. Holme Sumner proposed to do that of the tread-mill) at home. 
A gentleman, next door to me, has had a private pole set up im his own 
yard, which he keeps climbing up to the top of all day long.’ Isaw him 
the other morning, almost before it was light, working away ! And spin- 
ning round and round when he got to the top—I think he emulates my 
other neighbour, the monkey. Of course, this is a sort ‘of amusement 
which can do no mischief, if people choose to indulge themselves in ‘it. 
But if they were to practice going up the chimney; such an exercise 
would be more likely to be useful, and, I should think, justas diverting. 
Still, what “children of a larger growth” we are! All this climbing 
and gambolling is going on, while public distress, I am sorry toe say, con- 
tinues to increase in an alarming degree—and particularly among the 
“higher classes.” I understand things are so bad at the west end of the 
town, that not a single gentleman about Bond-street has paid’ any of 
his bills for the last six months. 
The papers of to-day advertise that an ‘Act of Parliament’ is meant 
forthwith to be applied for, enabling the vestry officers of Mary-le-bone; 
among other works, to build fowr new churches in that parish. These are 
very impudent jobs—these church erections —which are got up under our 
noses every day, under a pretence of the “ practice of \piety,” by archi= 
tects, surveyors, parsons, bricklayers, and.a,little knot of other persons, 
who have acquired sufficient fortune to give them influence, and wish to 
increase that eons by periodical, a into the purses’ of their neigh- 
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