ENGLISH LAWYERS. Lords Eldon and Stowell-Sons of a barge-maker and small coal-dealer at Newcastle-upon-Tyne. Lord Stowell borrowed forty pounds to go the Circuit, and both supported themselves for a time by their talents as private tutors. Lord Tenterden-Son of a barber at Canterbury; he received an eleemosynary education, but obtained the means to go to college while there he enjoyed from a Company in the city of London an exhibition of three pounds per annum until he took his degree. Some years since, in dining with the Company, he very feelingly alluded to the circumstance, and ex- pressed his gratitude. Lord Gifford-Prior to his being called to the bar, articled to a solicitor near Exeter. His rise was chiefly owing to the interest of the Marchioness of Conyngham to whom he was distantly related. Lord Langdale, the Master ot the Rolls--Not very long since an accoucheur, and married a daughter of Lord Oxford, whose family he attended. Sir John Williams, one of the Judges of the Queen's Bench—Son of a horse-dealer in Yorkshire, j Solicitor-General Wylde-An attorney in the city, in co-partnership with Mr. Knight; his brother is now an attorney at College-hill, Broad-street. Mr. Sergeant Talfourd-Son of a brewer at Read- ing, in Berkshire received the rudiments of his edu- cation at the Protestant Dissenters' Grammar-school at Mill-hill, near Hendon, and at that time wrote for the public press. He completed his studies with Dr. Valpy of Reading. Sir Frederick Pollock, and his brother Mr. David Pollock-The sons of a saddler of that name, now Messrs. Cuff's establishment near Charing-cross, Mr. Baron Gurney—His mother kept a small book shop for pamphlets in a court in the city his brother is short-hand writer to the House of Lords and Com- mons. The Baron was originally of the denomination called Baptists, and for many years attended a Bap- tist Chapel in Maise Pond, in the Borough. Sir John Campbell, the attorney-General and son- in-law of Lord Abinger—Reporter to a daily paper, at a time when such labour was worse paid than at present. Mr. Sergeant Spankie was one of his colleagues. James Stephen, Esq., the Master in Chancery— Was also a reporter. Almost all the Judges sent out to the colonies were reporters-and of the present reporters for the daily papers, the greater part are barristers. Mr. Wallace, M.P., was formerly a weaver. Sir Edward B. Sugden-Son of a barber, and was formerly a clerk to Mr. Groom the conveyancer. It is remarkable that the admission of Sir Edward was opposed on the ground that he had been a clerk; and but for the exertion of that most amiable man and ornament to his profession, the late Mr. Hargrave, who contended for his admission, on the ground that, what- ever he had been, he was a man of talent, and had written a book which displayed qualifications of a superior order, he would now have been anything but Sir Edward Burtenshaw Sugden, Ex-Chancellor of Ireland. Mr. Platt, Queen's Couusel-Son of a gentleman who was clerk to Lord Ellenborough. Mr. Petersdorff's father kept a furrier's shop. Mr. Clarkson of the Old Bailey-His father was an attorney in the Insolvent Debtor's Court on its first formation. Mr. Charlton, Queen's Counsel—His father is an attorney, and now in practice in Chancery-lane. Chief Justice Saunders, whose precepts to this day form the best text book to pleaders, was a beggar boy, first taken notice of by an attorney, who employed him in his office. Lord Kenyon-An attorney's clerk. Lord Hardwicke-A peasant, and afterwards an attorney's writer and office-boy.
RELIGIOUS STATISTICS. The following information, collected with much trouble by the Committee of the Society for the Propagation of the Gospel in Foreign Parts, is ex- tremely important:— Christians. 260,000,000 Jews 4,000,000 Mahometans 96,000,000 Idolators of all sorts. 500,000,000 Total population of the world 860,000,000
BRITISH COLONIAL DOMINIONS, 1840. Ai-ea in Clef-gy of Country. Square Miles Population. the Church of England England and Wales.. 58,000 15,000,000 15,000 Lower Canada 200,000 650,000 54 Upper Canada 100,000 450,000 85 New Brunswick 27,000 160,000 30 Nova Scotia 15,000 170,000 37 Newfoundland 36,000 74,000 13 West India Islands.. 15,000 800,000 165 Bi-itish Giiiana 100,000 90,000 19 Cape of Good H o pe 110,00" 150,000 10 British India 1,100,000 100,000,000 136 Australia 3,000,000 100,000 44 Van Dieman's Land.. 24,000 50,000 16
SAM SLICK'S SYSTEM OF PHRENOLOGY. (From the forthcoming Series of the" Sayings and Doings of Sam Slick.") When I enter a location, arter a little talk about this, that, or the other, I looks at one of the young grow'd up galls airnest like, till she says, Mr. Slick, what on airth are you a-looking at No- thin," says I, "my dear, but a most remarkable developement."—" A what ?" says she—" A re- markable developement," says I, the most remark- able, too, I ever seed since I was raised."—" Why, what in Natur's that?" says she. Excuse me, Miss," says I, and I gets up, and puts my finger on her crown. "What benevolence!" says I, "and firmness of character! did you ever! —and then," says I, a-passin' my finger over the eye-brow, you ought to sing well positively; it's your own fault if you don't, for you have uncommon petikilar powers that way. Your time is large, and tune great; yes, and competition is strong."—" Well, how strange!" says she; you have guessed right, I sware, forI do sing, and am allowed to have the best ear for music in all these clearin's. How on airth can you tell? If that dont pass Tell," says I, "why it's what they call phrenology, and a most beautiful study it is. I can read a head as plain as a book; and this I will say, a finer head than yourn I never did see, positively. What a splendid fore- head you have it's a sight to behold. If you was to take pains you could do anything a'most. -Would you like to have it read Miss ?" Well, arter hearin' me pronounce aforehand at that rate, she is sure to want it read, and then I say 1 won't read it aloud Miss; I'll whisper it in your ear, and you shall say if I am right."—" Do," says she. "I should like to. see what mistakes you'll make, for I cant believe it possible you can tell; it don't convene to reason, does it ?" Nothin', squire, never stops a woman when her curiosity is once up, especially if she be curous to know somethin' about herself. Only hold a secret out in your hand to her, and it's like a bunch of catnip to a cat; she'll jump and frisk, and frolic round you like anything, and never give over purrin' and coaxin' of you till she gets it. They'll do anything for you a'most for it. So I slides out mv knee for a seat, and says, it's no harm, Miss, you know, for Ma is here, and I must look near to tell you so I draws her on my knee, without waiting for an answer. Then gradually one arm goes round the waist, and t'other hand goes to the head, bumpologizin', and I whispers—" wit, painting judgement, fancy, order, music, and every good thing a'most." And she keeps a-sayin',— "Well, he's a witch! well, how strange lawful heart Well, I want to know!—now I never!—do tell!" as pleased,all the time as any thing. Lord squire, you never see any thing like it; it's Jerusalem fine fun. Well, then, I wind up by touchin' the back of her head hard, (you know, squire, what iiii-.a they call the amative bumps are located there,) and then whisper a bit of a joke to her about her makin' a very very lovin' wife, and soon, she jumps up -t a-colourin', and a sayin' it's no such a thing. You missed that guess any how. Take that for not guessin' better and pretendin' to slap me, and all that; but actilly ready to jump over the moon for delight. Don't my clocks get fust admired and then boughten arter this readin' of heads, thats all ? Yes; that's the beauty of phrenology. You can put a clock into their heads when you are a-puttin' other fine things in, too, as easy as kiss my hand. I have sold a nation lot of them by it. The only thing ag'in phrenology is, it's a little bit dangerous. It,s only fit for an old hand like me, that's up to trap, for a raw one is amazin' apt to get spoony. Taking a gall on your knee, that way, with one hand on her heart, that goes pitty- pat, like a watch tickin", and the other a-roving about her head a-discovering bumps, is plaguy apt to make a fool of you without your knowing of it.
LINES Suggested by views from the Castle of Aberystwith, By a Visiter.— Written in November, 1819. Post nubila Phoebus,- FAR hence is fled eaeh stranger-guest, Who here sought health, or with it blest Enjoy'd these ample scenes- Fled with the radiant circling sun, A happier course elsewhere to run, Beneath his cheering beams; While solitary here I'm left, Of health and energy bereft. To hear the wintry blast.- Few pleasures now can charm the mind, Save what the memory can find From pleasures which are past. No longer does th' expanded sky Of azure hue delight the eye,— Kind summer's reign is o'er; Sad is that vale the Rheidol laves, And gloomy are the ocean's waves, And rock-indented shore. The Terrace, where the happy fair Were wont t' inhale the grateful air, Is desolate and drear; No lorger there the beauteous train Parade beside the glassy main, While music soothes the ear. But wrapt in clouds Pendinas frowns; Yon old embattled tower, that crowns These heights endeared to fame, Sullen and dark o'erlooks the tide Up-bounding 'gainst the rock's huge side, Where each assault is vain. Ah would Rebellion's lawless crew This scene of tumult wisely view, As each succeeding wave, That threats to o'erthrow this ancient pile, Soon meets th' associate in his toil, In an untimely grave Still on the swelling masses roll, Tho' foil'd, yet fresh ones spurn control, And rush in furious haste; But these repell'd, as those before, Roll down the hoarsely grating shore, Into the wat'ry waste. The startled eye scarce dares survey The spacions rock-environed bay, Where clouds portentous lower; And loud winds o'er its surface sweep, While many a chasm* in the deep, Declares their dreadful power. Scared at the uproar, the sea-mew cries, And restless wheels athwart the skies, Or round Craiglaise's brow.- Yon fishermen fast moor their barque; Appall'd they view th' horrizon dark, And supplicating vow;—
also planting about 100 cannon on the sea shore in a great hurry. I have seen several gentlemen from Paris during the past week who state that it is im- possible for the English to remain there—they are openly insulted in the streets, and are in danger from the violence of the people. They calculate to a cer- tainty on a war or a revolution.