Lapp'd in a paradise of tea and cream;

When up ran Betty with a dismal scream

"Here's Mr. Burrell, ma'am, with all his farm-yard !" Straight in he came, unbowing and unbending,

With all the warmth that iron and a barbe
Can harbour;

To dress the head and front of her offending,
The fuming phial of his wrath uncorking;
In short, he made her pay him altogether,
In hard cash, very hard, for ev'ry feather,
Charging of course, each Bantam as a Dorking;
Nothing could move him, nothing make him supple,
So the sad dame unpocketing her loss,

Had nothing left but to sit hands across,

And see her poultry "going down ten couple."

Now birds by poison slain,

As venom'd dart from Indian's hollow cane,
Are edible; and Mrs. W.'s thrift,-

She had a thrifty vein,

Destined one pair for supper to make shift,-
Supper as usual at the hour of ten :

But ten o'clock arrived and quickly pass'd,
Eleven-twelve-and one o'clock at last,
Without a sign of supper even then!

At length, the speed of cookery to quicken,
Betty was called, and with reluctant feet,
Came up at a white heat-

"Well, never I see chicken like them chicken!
My saucepans, they have been a pretty while in 'em!

Enough to stew them, if it comes to that,

To flesh and bones, and perfect rags; but drat
Those Anti-biling Pills! there is no bile in 'em!"

A LAWYER'S LETTER.

To Mr. Richard Walton, 32, Lincoln's Inn.

DEAR DICK,

IN re Pedro.-Pike, Row, Badgery, and Crump, Mr. Theodore Hook's attorneys, offered three years ago, and continued the allowance up to last Easter Term, to give me, with unexampled liberality, eighteen shillings per week as copying clerk, and to undertake the management of the Common Law-attend to the Chancery Department-do the out-door business-make out Bills of Costs-and make myself generally useful-which I have been doing as long as my health permitted. Not being strong, though with an attachment to the profession, I have been compelled to withdraw my record, and to sue out a Writ of Certiorari to carry my line of life into another court. Hearing that Don Pedro was about to bring an action against Don Miguel and Company, and that lots of John Does and Richard Roes were wanted, I took a retainer from an agent of the great Portuguese professional gentleman, and have really embarked in the cause. Being out here on the circuit, as one might call it (Mr. Chief Justice Sartorius goes it), and knowing the interest you take in my verdicts, I shall write at intervals the particulars of plaintiff's demand, and account of set-off on the part of the enemy's fleet, or Defendant. Pray call on Mr. Wilson, the Common Law Clerk at Pike, Row, and Co., and tell him I have four hours to myself and a chance of being paid, but do this if possible without the knowledge of the Principals. White of the same office, when I enlisted, was to have taken the benefit of the act, but on mustering at Gravesend, he did not attend the roll call, and was struck off the Rolls. I can't but say, putting Truth on her oath in the Admiralty Court, that when the Blue Peter gave legal notice to quit, I felt some regret at leaving a land where I might have been, so to speak, a tenant at will. Nor was it much better when I came to the Nore. I heartily wished, with Mr. Matthews, that if Britannia does rule the waves, she would rule them evener; but it was "rule refused." The sea ran very rough, and you will understand me when I say I took nothing by my motion. There was the thought of my mother, besides, and the numberless feelings for which, though matters of every-day practice, it is difficult to shew cause.

You remember Sugden with Hart & Co., and will not be surprised to hear that he volunteered to convince Don Miguel of his defective title. A few hours, however, sufficed to disgust him with conveyancing, as it is practised in the Marine Courts; and I heard him, by a verbal instrument, assign over with technical formality, the whole ship to the Devil, his Heirs, Executors, Administrators, and Assigns.

As for Butterworth, the Captain gave instructions with regard to the stays, and Butterworth in going aloft fell overboard. We thought

for some time that he was dead, but after rubbing, and other means of revival, we had the satisfaction of seeing him moving for a new trial, and that he was beginning de novo.

You may conceive, professionally, our joy at entering the Douro with a prospect of being invited within the Bar,-but the anchors were instructed to stay proceedings, and we stayed the same. As I took notes of what happened afterwards, I will give you a rough draft.

Michaelmas Term, Oct. 31.

Admiral took Council's opinion with regard to the Fort of St. Michael. Held that an action would lie. Judgment affirmed.

Nov. 2. Action of assault and battery. Admiral's ship opened the case, and the others followed on the same side. Hills crowded with witnesses. Enemy's damages laid at a hundred and fifty Tax off a hundred.

men.

3. Discovering flaws and amending same. At intervals term reports. Pollock died of his wounds, and was struck off the paper. Gave him an undertaking.

4. A dies non.

Poor Horne seized with lockjaw, and preparing for

the long vacation.

5. Notice of action. Enemy's Fleet put in an appearance, but non pros. Horne demised.

6. Joined issue with enemy's flag ship. Wetherell killed by a ball lodging in the In

ner Temple, and Denman subponaed by a bullet out of the maintop. Enemy attempted to put an officer and fifty men in possession -but we served them with an ejectment. Night coming on, agreed to withdraw a juror. 7. A violent stormi, and a sail under a distress. Taken in execution by a wave,-levied on longboat and three men, and all the hen-coops.

8. Fell in with a Portuguese brig, and lodged a detainer. not received my share of prize, but have got a cognovit.

Have

9. Enemy moved for a new trial. Bore up and fired a broadside; replied to same. Admiral endeavoured, by intercepting the rearmost ships, to cut off the entail. Boarding again,―obliged to fight with all my Power of Attorney. Gave quarter to one man, he was such a special pleader. Verdict-drawn battle.

10. Chitty fell overboard from the mizen chains. Action of trover failed. Filed a bill of him in Ocean's Chancery, and sent an office copy to his Widow.

11. Enemy brought a fresh action. Boarding again, and obliged to defend in person. Enemy nonsuited with costs.

To abbreviate pleadings, you will see that our time has been Term time. Plenty of work at overhours, and I am sorry to say no extra charge. But I am not going to take a bill of exceptions. I comfort myself for the loss of my arm-I have lost that limb of the law, Dick -by reflecting that I am now like Nelson, except the blind eye, and that I do not follow the Hamiltonian system. Sometimes, however, as I look homeward, and remember "dear Morton," I sigh to join you by a Surrey-joinder, and to taste your Surrey-butter. I think that is the legal mode of expressing it.

Nothing can behave better than our men—from the principals down to the juniors. They fight as if they belonged to Lyon's Inn. However, a good many have been ticked off,-including Tyndale, Thessiger, Phillips, Spankie, Scarlett, Gurney, Wilde, Burney, and some others of our acquaintance, who have received a general release. For my own part

SIR,

[LETTER ENCLOSING THE ABOVE.]

Am sorry to Say the man as writ the Inclosed letter, with a bit of a log fell Down the Main Hatchway on the 16th instant at 2 P. M. Was carried down to Cockpit. But the Doctor pronounced it a Bad Job and after saying O Law three times was a Corps. He left no Will nor no property, and was Sowed up and heaved overboard, same day in lat. 41. 5 N. long. 8. 50 W.

I take the Liberty of writing This that you may inform Parents, provided there's father or mother, as well as to his widow and children, if so be. Should you be encouraged to come out to us in your friend's Place, you will be heartily welcome, and lots of as jolly good fighting as hearts can wish. So no more at present from

Your Humble Servant
THOMAS BENYON.

N.B. Go to the Duncan's Head in Wapping, and Captain Bligh will tell you all about the Bounty. That's if you mean to 'list.

"I like to meet a sweep-such as come forth with the dawn, or somewhat carlier, with their little professional notes, sounding like the peep, peep, of a young sparrow."-ESSAYS OF ELIA

"A voice cried Sweep no more!

Macbeth hath murdered sweep."-SHAKSPEARE.

ONE morning ere my usual time

I

rose, about the seventh chime,

When little stunted boys that climb

Still linger in the street;

And as I walked, I saw indeed
A sample of the sooty breed,
Though he was rather run to seed,

In height above five feet.

A mongrel tint he seem'd to take,
Poetic simile to make,

DAY through his MARTIN 'gan to break,

White overcoming jet.

From side to side he cross'd oblique,

Like Frenchman who has friends to seck,
And yet no English word can speak,

He walk'd upon the fret:
And while he sought the dingy job,
His lab'ring breast appear'd to throb,