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sleep. Nothing will awake him till he has had his nap out. Not even the thun- 

 ders of Lord Brougham's eloquence, when in his most violent and impassioned 

 moods, have the slightest effect in the way of disturbing the Right Rev. Pre- 

 late's slumbers. While the Lord Chancellor in the debate on the Irish Tithes 

 Bill, in August, 1834, was causing the walls of the House to resound with 

 the fierce invectives he hurled " at all and sundry" opposed to Ministers, and 

 especially at the devoted head of the Earl of Mansfield, — the Right Rev. Bishop 

 slept " as sweetly" as if his Lordship had only been singing a lullaby. The 

 zest with which he enjoys a stolen slumber appears to be so great, that he 

 must often, on awaking, have cordially concurred with Sancho Panza in in- 

 voking a thousand blessings on the head of him who invented sleep. In fact, 

 the profoundness of his slumbers seems to be in proportion to the loudness of 

 the tones of the speaker. How profound, if this hypothesis be a correct one, 

 would be his Reverence's repose in the immediate vicinity of the Falls of 

 Niagara ! Byron loved the ocean's roar. The roar of this mighty cataract 

 would be " most sweet music" to the Right Rev. Prelate's ears." 



The sixth Chapter contains sketches of the Duke of Cumberland, 

 the Duke Welling^ton, the Duke Gordon, the Duke Newcastle, the 

 Duke of Buckingham, the Duke of Northumberland, and the Duke 

 of Buccleugh ; our extracts must be restricted to the Dukes of 

 Cumberland and Wellington : — 



" The Duke of Cumberland is sure to be known by every stranger of or- 

 dinary observation, before the latter has been an hour in the House. No 

 person ever entered the gallery, when His Royal Highness was in the House, 

 without — as soon as he had collected his senses, scattered by the novelty of 

 the place and the circumstances by which he found himself surrounded — put- 

 ting the question to the individual next him, " Who is that nobleman with the 

 large whiskers and mustachois?" pointing at the same time to the Duke of 

 Cumberland. Not only to His Royal Highness's whiskers and mustachios 

 of unusually large dimensions, but their milk-white appearance could notful 

 to make them, were they much smaller, attract the eye of every stranger. 

 Then there is the ample harvest of hair " silvered o'er by age," which his 

 head always exhibits. But independently of all these peculiarities in the per- 

 sonal appparance of the Duke, there is something so singular — I do not like 

 to use another word lest it might be deemed invidious — something so much 

 out of the usual class, if one may use such phraseology, of human faces, that 

 a stranger's eye must necessarily alight on his out of two or three hundred 

 others. It is one of that class of countenances which makes so deep and per- 

 manent impression on you, that you can, with the greatest ease, call it up 

 in all its individuality before your own mind's eye, but which you find to be 

 diflScult, if not impossible, to place vividly before the eye of another. His 

 brow is ample enough, and has something of an intellectual expression ; but 

 his eyebrows protrude, and are made more remarkable by his large prominent 

 eyelashes. His eyes are small but quick, with a somewhat unpleasant ex- 

 pression about them. When he knits his brow, and contracts the other 

 features of his face, which he sometimes does in a manner peculiar to him- 

 self, his eyes are almost buried in his head. His features, generally, are 

 strongly marked, and have the reverse of a prepossessing appearance. His 

 complexion has something sallow about it. There are|]wrinkles in his face, 

 which is of a round form, but they are only few in number, and not very deep 

 or broad in one who has attained the sixty-fifth year of his age. His height 

 is above the usual size, and his figure may be said to be handsome. His 

 countenance has nothing of the glow of health in it, but his body seems 

 strong and compact. He dresses with much simplicity — he is never foppish. 

 A plain brown coat, light vest, light small clothes, and a white hat, is the 

 kind of attire to which he seems most partial. 



"The Duke of Cumberland is no speaker. I use the word in an em- 



