A DAY VERY LATE IN THE SEASON-SAY. THE FIRST OF APRIL!

THE O.P.Q. HOUNDS HAVE A RATTLING HOUR AND TEN MINUTES AFTER A GOOD STOUT BUTTERFLY, OVER A SPLENDID PRIMROSE AND VIOLET COUNTRY.-Huntsman, (loq.) "SHALL I GIVE THE WINGS TO THE LADY, SIR?"

MONSIEUR COMMUNIQUÉ.

ON ANONYMOUS JOURNALISM.

generally

(Signed)

COMMUNIQUÉ.

CATCHING THE EYE OF THE LADIES.

anxiety, a perpetual danger. They are the vagabond gipsies of literature, whose hands are always raised against every law of society, and whose only notions of property are, that "La Propriété c'est Le Vol;" and certainly what few sticks they possess themselves may be taken as a practical illustration of their creed. All anonymous articles, like HERE is no doubt it is very persons without any settled abode, are necessarily objects of suspicion, bad. Every article should and, as such, should instantly be taken up, and prosecuted. However, have its maker's name plainly I would always make a honourable exception, in favour of certain stamped upon it, like a piece pamphlets, as it is very well known the imperial source they emanate of Sheffield cutlery. If I am from, as well as certain articles that are sent to the press, and cut by a certain article, it is a great relief to me to know who has been the cause of it. I can transfer the blame from myself, then, to the manufacturer of the article, and can vent my rage against him for having made it so THE ladies who frequent the Ladies' Gallery in the House of abominably sharp. A comet Commons can see, but they cannot be seen. This is but half an does not visit the earth un- enjoyment; but still it is a sufficient refutation to those sceptical christened. It has a name sneerers, who declare that the fair sex does not care about going to of some sort or other, and any place of public entertainment, unless it can be seen to the very best yet many comets are harm- advantage. The patriotism of woman is best evinced, when she proves less compared to political that she does not mind being hidden completely from sight in order to articles, and cause infinitely gratify it. We doubt if man would display similar heroism. He preless mischief in the political tends to have a mind that soars far above such miserable trifles; horizon. You can trace the we only know, that the infallible expedient a landlord has recourse to, tail of the one, but it is not in order to get rid of a riotous assembly, is by turning off the gas: so easy always to follow to instantly their eloquence goes out with it. It is clear, therefore, as its combustible lair the in- the water in St. James's Park, that CICERO is good for nothing, unless cendiary tale of the other! MR. CICERO can be seen as well as heard. The SPEAKER of the House All things anonymous are might turn this weakness to valuable account, by having direct combad. Look at anonymous munication with the main, and, instantly an orator became a bore, as letters. What mischief they produce! I would have every writer orators sometimes will, leaving him, by a clever turn, to speechify in of an anonymous letter put his name to it, or else make the post-the dark. His little farthing candle of grandiloquence would soon be man answerable for every postal communication he delivered of put out.

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with an upward glance to propitiate the softer judges whose verdict he chiefly "MR. MONCKTON MILNES is the only speaker who always prefaces his orations cares to win."

And we admire MR. M. M. for these upward flights of his genius. One can see at a glance that his eye, in a "poetic frenzy (doubtlessly) rolling," is turned to the Ladies' Gallery for no other purpose than to look for inspiration. Where is a poet, pray, to seek for it, if not in the smiles of that appreciative sex, who have had a coral patent ever since LAURA first smiled on PETRARCH, for smiling on the efforts of every true son of CATNACH and APOLLO. That MR. MONCKTON MILNES is rewarded for his visual pains is evident from the extreme beauty of his rounded periods. We believe, if it were not for this softening influence, that he would be a second MARAT-nothing short of a Pontefract ROBESPIERRE. Distilled through the lattice-work of the Ladies' Gallery, the fierce Republicanism of his nature is melted down into the sweetest Liberalism. The guillotine is buried under a shower of the prettiest flowers of speech, all forced into blooming existence by the bright orbs that shine upon him from the Gothic firmament above.

that black stamp. You may be sure that if that law were rigidly To return, however, to the Ladies' Gallery. On the authority of enforced, you would have fewer anonymous letters. PATERFAMILIAS our valued friend (6d. every week), the Saturday Review, we learn should not write to his favourite newspaper, complaining of the costume of the Ballet, unless his name and age and address were published at full length at the end of it. No CONSTANT READER should air his indignation in a public broadsheet without telling us very plainly who, in the name of nonsense, he was. Some petty grocer, I will be bound, whom we should not listen to if he spoke to us over his demie-tasse at a Café! I would stop the mouth of PHILO-JUSTITIE very quickly, if he dared to complain in the columns of the Chiffonier Universel about the quality of the Government tobacco. By this means you would effectually put out a vast quantity of smouldering discontent that only heats the public mind, and undermines society at large. DEMOSTHENES Would lose the greater part of his fire, when we recognised in him the dirty Savoyard who was in the habit of bringing us our two pails of water every morning. Do away with the anonymity of journalistic correspondence, and you cut the bellows of the majority of the public organs, who only blow to make a noise with a view of inducing others to join in it. If the author of Junius' Letters had lived in my day, I would very soon have found out who the fellow was, and have put a speedy stopper in his penny ink-bottle. He should not have written anonymously for two consecutive mornings, I can promise you. The cloak should have been pulled off his mysterious body before If other Members would only worship at the same shrine, the House four-and-twenty hours had rolled over his discontented head, and then of Commons, from being too frequently a bear-garden, would be transdoubtlessly we should have enjoyed the amusing spectacle of beholding formed into a beautiful flower-garden, such as BOCCACIO would be in this revolutionary demagogue, who would not have hesitated about proud to plant some of his beautiful stories in, and WATTEAU would pulling down St. Paul's Cathedral to have made a barricade out of it, be only too happy to paint. Instead of intolerance, and interruptions, the turned-off valet of an incorruptible minister, who had very properly and personalities, and the insinuations of corrupt motives, we should discharged the rogue for pilfering his waste-paper basket. I would have the gentlenesses and perfumed gentilities of fashionable life, and have no Man with an Iron Mask in my kingdom. Such men are plotters, the exchange of civilities and bon-bons, with sugary compliments and and are dangerous to the throne, and a constant source of alarm for kindest inquiries after each other's health, to fill up the cloying the security of the state. Cayenne is the safest Bastille-box to pre-intervals. Everything would go on as smoothly as a French kid serve those gentlemen in. I would even forbid Harlequin to wear his glove. half-mask in a pantomime, and all masquerades should be strictly Members endeavoured to catch the Ladies' eye. In the meantime, we Instead of taking ocular aim at the SPEAKER, it would be better if prohibited, unless the domino's name and residence were printed conspicuously on the outside,, with the Préfet's signature underneath, pat MR. MONCKTON MILNES applaudingly on the back. He is the true testifying to the respectability of the wearer. I hold even that a representative of Bucks. Queen's Speech, such as is delivered in England, is bad, because it is anonymous. You never can tell whose composition it is. It is the joint-stock production of several ministers, every one of whom is only too anxious to shirk the ownership, as well as the responsibility, of it. And that is the reason why Queen's Speeches, generally speaking, are such weak, pale, colourless, tasteless, things. It is like a letter, the direction of which is blotted out from having passed through so many different post-offices. Now, the EMPEROR's Speech is plain and legible enough. It is the address of one man in the handwriting of only one man-with no marks, or erasures, or corrections scribbled confusedly over it. There is nothing anonymous about that, and the context goes WIT is the boomerang that strikes and graciously returns to the home at once to the heart of the nation. No, I repeat again, all hand. Sarcasm is the envenomed shaft that sticks in the victim's anonymous articles are bad! They are a burden, a disgrace, a constant gizzard.

Delicate Conservative Compliment. REALLY, it is quite unnecessary to give more Members to the large manufacturing towns; for they choose representatives so clever that each is equal to several other fellows, For instance, Birmingham sends MR. BRIGHT to Parliament; and the honourable Member for Birmingham is a host in himself.