desire his love above all other Considerations; now should we both resolve to continue as we are, be assur'd I should be as little Idle as if I were a wife."-Ib. HER VIRTUE AND DISCRETION AT COURT. "When I goe into the withdrawing-room," she said, "let me consider what my calling is; to entertaine the Ladys, not to talk foolishly to men, more especially the King..... When I goe to my Lady Falmouth's, I ought to take paines with her about her religion, or else I am not her friend.-Talke little when you are there; if they speak of anybody I can't commend, hold my peace, what jest soever they make; be sure never to talk to the King; when they speak filthyly, tho' I be laugh'd att, looke grave, remembring that of Micha (Malachi) there will a tyme come when the Lord will bind up his jewells. Talke to men as little as may be, carry your prayer-book in your pocket, or anything that may decently keep you from conversing with the men."— Ibid. NATIVES OF CAPE CLEVELAND, NEW However 251 got in and sat down, and threw some biscuit ashore, they came and sat opposite us, one or two young ones coming down the slope of a projecting rock to the bow of the boat. Presently an old woman made her appearance, of rather a skinny figure, but a sharp goodnatured countenance: she had a grass basket over her shoulder, and a grass necklace round her neck, being her only apparel. She waded out to us with the greatest confidence and good humour, and we filled her two hands with sugar, with which, as soon as she had tasted it, she crammed her mouth as full as it could hold; then, giving us her basket and necklace, she held out her Two or three young girls and two hands for more. boys now came down. The elder of the other women came down near the boat, but would not come out to us for sugar, on which the old dame offered to As soon, however, as she got it in take her some. her hands she began on it herself, and would have finished it had we not cried out, on which she went and gave half a handful to the other woman, and then. licked her own hands as clean as possible. The youngest and best-looking girl we could not persuade to come to us. On beckoning to her to come for sugar, she We followed a native path for some distance along the would advance hesitatingly a little way, and then turn round laughing, with her hand before her face, and run beach, towards the point of the Cape, and in one cove behind the sandy beach we found a pool of fresh water. In this we enjoyed what in Australia is a rare luxury, a behind some of the men, with all the airs and coquettery fresh-water bath; and while dressing we saw suddenly of a rustic belle, which, in her purely natural condition, a column of smoke rise up over the trees near the foot amused us not a little. We then gave some for her to a man who apparently was her husband. He took a heavy toll of it; but, on our crying out, he let her taste it, of the hill, and quickly disappear again. This we took when, as she took only a little, as if afraid, or not liking for a signal, and had no doubt that every motion of ours was followed and watched by the natives, although we if to settle the business, and seemed to treat our efforts. could not perceive them. This is one of the inconve- it, he hastily crammed the remainder into his month, as niences of landing for a walk on this coast. desert and uninhabited the place may appear, even for at gallantry with profound indifference and contempt. woman ran away with the little children, but the rest days together, you must always walk in the expectation On my stepping ashore to buy another basket, the young took no notice. Some of the younger men were very that a native has his eye upon you, and may perhaps be Jurking within spear-throw. This necessity for constant vigilance is very irksome at first, as you never can give inquisitive about our dress, pulling our coats as if they your undivided attention to any object you may meet thought they were loose skin, on which I sat down and many exclamations of "Phut! phut!" with, nor be utterly regardless of the movements of your took off my boot and stocking, at which there were companions, nor throw yourself down to rest with conscious security. In a short time, however, watchfulness throwing my stocking to one of the men in the becomes habitual; an unusual sound or motion strikes boat, one of the boys, with a very comical air, there was a general laugh: he examined it with great atupon your ear or eye uuconsciously as it were; your gun jumped up and caught it in its passage, on which is always ready to your hand, and your hand ready to act instinctively, and without interrupting your occupa- tention, peeping down it like a magpie into a bone; and he pretended to throw it, but suddenly drew it back tion, or breaking your train of thoughts. After we had then, seeing one of our inen holding out his hand for it, returned to the boat and dined, we saw eight or ten men roars of laughter from both parties. At length, howcome out of the bush on to the sands, about half a mile again, and all with such humorous gestures as elicited off, point to the boat, make several gestures, and come We now gave them some towards us. We sent a man to a rocky point to call ever, on my speaking to him, he threw it into the boat and beckon to them; on seeing which they ran towards good-naturedly enough. armlets, made of plaited grass, and seemed anxious to us, and our man returned. When about 200 yards off bottles and other trifles, on which they offered us their they stopped, coyed, and gesticulated, all which we returned, when, seeing them to be without arms in their find something to give us in exchange. When the sun of the hill, and laid their heads on their hands, to show hands, I, with Captain Blackwood's permission, stepped was getting low, they pointed to it and then to the foot ashore and went up to them, with a red night-cap as a us they were going to sleep there, on which we laid our One man advanced to meet me, on whose heads down in the boat, and then across the bay, to tell present. them we were going to sleep where we were, and were head I placed the red cap, and then dancing borry fashion" to each other, we immediately became good friends, and the rest came up. Captain Black-going away in the morning, on which they all rose up wood and Ince now joined us, bringing some biscuit, and departed together.-" Voyage of her Majesty's Ship and we all sat down and held a palaver, laughing, sing- Sly," by J. B. Jukes, ing, grimacing, and playing all kinds of tricks. On our lighting our cigars they all called out "Medar!" meaning, I conclude, fire. Pulling out my powderflask, I made a small train on a piece of rock, and set fire to it, at which they were greatly surprised and delighted, and made signs to do it again. Their expression of surprise was a sound like "phut! phut!" but when pleasure or satisfaction is mingled with it, it was "warrah! warrah!" or rather "wur-r-r-r!" viWe sent for some brating the tongue continually. brown sugar, with the taste of which they were highly pleased, and swallowed large mouthfuls with great We then invited them to come to the satisfaction. boat, and though at first rather reluctant, when we corro GATHERINGS. As I was HINTS TO JUDGE OF THE WEATHER.-It has been generally observed by meteorologists of the present day that rain is indicated when the sun rises pale and sparkling and soon becomes covered with clouds-when it rises among ruddy clouds-when it sets under a dark cloud-when the edge of the moon is ill-defined-when the moon appears as if seen through a mist-when the stars are not as bright as usual-when the sky is of a deep blue colour-when distant objects are seen clearly and as if near at hand-when sounds from a distance, as the tolling of bells, &c., are heard distinctly-when there is no dew after a hot day-when there has been a superabundant hoar-frost-when a cloud increases in sizewhen a cirrostratus occurs on high as a thin covering through which the sun is visible, and the cumulostratus, as a massive cloud, is at the same time seen on a lower level. And that fair weather may be anticipated when the sun sets red or cloudless-when the edges of the moon are well defined, and the horns, best seen on her fourth day, are sharp-when the stars shine brightly-when the smoke rises in the air-and by the web of the spider being thickly woven on the hedges and the pastures. To some extent I place reliance on the above remarks; at least so far as to enable me to affirm that the appearances before mentioned as denoting rain will, if not followed by rain, almost invariably be succeeded by damp weather. But that which is of most importance is the knowledge of whether the vapours are increasing or decreasing in density; for the same state of the atmosphere is assumed whether they are on the increase or decrease. I think every one who has attended to the state of the atmosphere will agree with me in considering that the prognostics above alluded to, as indications of rain, will be succeeded by a dense state of the atmosphere, but that it is not absolutely necessary that this state should be heavy enough for rain to fall. QUICK WORK.-A LESSON TO LONDON TAILORS. -I went with Sir G. Wilkinson to order some clothes from a venerable Turk named Hafiz, whom we found smoking at the bazaar in placid repose, and every now and then caressing his beard or speaking to a passing acquaintance. We were invited to sit down, and he handed his pipe to Ismael Effendi, by which name Sir Gardner Wilkinson is known here. My business was explained to him, after which he rose, put his feet into his papooshes, tucked up his long caftan, and departed; but he soon returned, bringing with him another Turk. At least a quarter of an hour was spent by them in animated discussion. The second Turk then left us, and, after a long time, returned with a small piece of cloth. New discussion arose, and fresh pipes were called for, with coffee and sherbet. Then there was some silk to buy. Hafiz got into his papooshes again. Another quarter of an hour elapsed, and then a new consultation began. Then came the measuring, and a great row arose upon a declaration from Turk No. 2, that he wished to see a part of my dress as a pattern. We tried to get him to terms without this, but in vain. After two weary hours we had only succeeded in buying the silk and cloth, and left Hafiz, promising to revisit him another time. This is an exact and faithful picture of the dealings and business of this country. The merchant goes through the form of pipes, coffee, and rigmarole with you, but then you must wait while he proceeds to another stall, where he gets a pipe, and more rigmarole; and, if he again returns to you, the same farce is repeated; so that the whole affair of cloth, silk, buttons, lining, lace, measuring, fixing, time, and fashion may occupy half a day, and yet the work may be unfinished. Dawdling through life is their passion; and as great a discussion is made about a para or two more or less in their price as we should make about ten pounds. If you want a sword, you must first buy the blade; the handle is sold by one man and ornamented by another; a third polishes and cleans it, a fourth makes the scabbard, a fifth the belt or cord, and so on; thus the business becomes endless. The dealers have no idea of time, and had rather not dispose of their wares at all than sell them without the whole ceremony of talk, smoke, and coffee.-Lord Castlereagh's "Journey to Damascus." TURKISH GENIUS.-An English engineer was employed in mining for coal in Syria. The mine was profitable, but some one or other of the officials suggested that the Englishman did not get coal as fast, or in such large quantities, as the natives could if they were allowed to try. Permission was granted, and the engineer sent off to Alexandria upon some excuse. Meantime the Turks set to work, and in two or three days, with very little labour, produced five times as much coal as the Englishman had; this was reckoned an immense triumph; but one fine morning the whole excavation fell in and buried the workmen. What was the fact? The engineer, as he undermined, had left large pillars of coal to support the earth above, which the Turks immediately knocked down, and the prize served to fill their baskets on the first days of their supposed triumph. The catastrophe, however, would, one should have supposed, have been a lesson to them. No such thing. "It was the will of God!" So they killed the goose that laid the golden eggs; but the moral of the tale was thrown away.-Ibid. Select Poetry. COULIN. In the twenty-eighth year of the reign of Henry VIII. an act was made respecting the habits and dress in general of the Irish, whereby all persons were restrained from being shorn or shaven above the ears, or from wearing glibbes or coulins (long locks) on their heads, or hair on the upper lip, called crommeal. On this occasion a song was written by one of our bards, in which an Irish virgin is made to give the preference to her dear Coulin (or the youth with the flowing locks), to all strangers (by which the English were meant), or those who wore their habits. Of this song the air alone has reached us, and is universally admired.—Walker, as quoted in " Moore's Melodies." The last time she looked in the face of her dear Printed and published for the Proprietor, by A. J. BOAK, at the Office, 2, Crane-court, Fleet-street; and sold by all Booksellers, Stationers, and Newsvenders in the United Kingdom. All communications for the Editor to be addressed to the Office, 2, Crane-court, Fleet-street. THE NEW WEEKLY CATHOLIC MAGAZINE. No. 22.] SATURDAY, AUGUST 21, 1847. [PRICE 1d. the statements of the correspondent of the Daily IMPOSITIONS OF “THE DAILY NEWS." News were false as well. Now, this could not FABRICATED CORRESPONDENCE. We are determined to keep before the public the imposture which Messrs. Bradbury and Evans, using for an instrument a self-degraded Irish priest, have been for some time practising upon them, until they shall be as familiar with it We as with the result of the London election. will afford the public room for inquiring what title these parties have to character before they shall attach any importance to their leading articles, or leaden articles, which contain so much misrepresentation on Catholic subjects in reference to Rome, Switzerland, and Ireland. have been the case if he were writing from the In our last we gave part of a letter from Rome, which appeared in the Times, detailing, as far as the writer was acquainted with them, the circumstances of what we still hesitate to For the character of this hostility it is imcall a political conspiracy. In a part of the letter omitted by us as unimportant to the ge- possible to assign any other cause than the man's neral subject the following significant passage insatiable vanity. He wished to become notooccurred:" I know how much more imagina- rious by some means, and the easiest seemed to tion has to do than facts with the correspondence be the assailing the character of the first public from Rome of one, at least, of your contempo- man of the age. If there was another man raries." This passage could have reference living whom, even from a sense of public deonly to the Roman correspondence of the Daily cency, he, an Irish priest, should have spared, it News, for, whereas the other London journals was his countryman O'Connell. He was ever only give an occasional summary of Roman news the champion of the church in general, and of in the usual way, the Daily News pretended to the Irish priesthood in particular. He never give original letters from Rome. It is to the said one word disrespectful to a priest,-even Daily News, therefore, the writer in the Times priests who opposed him,—and would not allow refers, and the words, turned into plain lan- another to use any such expression in his preguage, mean, that the Roman correspondence of sence; and never did one public act of which the Daily News was a pure fabrication. He the church could complain, except the shooting did not state this lightly, nor in joke, but of an Orange ruffian in a duel. For an Irish "I know it; I know priest, therefore, to assail such a man during his as fact known to him. that the letters in the Daily News pretending to life was criminal and ungrateful; but to conhave been written at Rome are fabricated in tinue his vulgar ribaldry over his unburied London." Whatever truth there was in them, remains was brutal and atrocious. therefore, was only as much as the fabricator who could be guilty of this conduct is just the compiled from the Italian and French journals man from whom we might look for participation He who has no feeling of in the coffee-houses or other places of public in a public cheat. resort in London. We first detected the cheat respect for greatness can be but feebly influenced in this manner. Between the statements in the by a respect for truth. pretended correspondence, and the first flying reports of the public journals, we observed a curious agreement. The first flying reports were, however, subsequently found to be false,-hence The man The character of the man was shrewdly conjectured by the correspondent of a continental journal, who had read his ribald jests on the name and character of Angelo Brunetti (Cice ronacchio), the Roman O'Connell. Read the following, which we extract from the Morning Post: "A correspondent of the Allgemeine Zeitung of Augsburg at Rome writes, under date July 23, that the article in the Daily News of the 28th June, copied in the Augsburg Gazette on the 16th July, must have been penned by a correspondent of a very frivolous disposition of mind, since he takes a pleasure in placing in a doubtful light a man who all agree has deserved well of his country and people. Even if Angelo Brunetti had done nothing more than to pacify the infuriated crowds by his simple speech, he would have merited the gratitude of the citizens. But he has done far more, and, although there are some few here who smile to see a man of the people represent the magistrate, I know not what would have been the consequence had the good common sense of this man not kept under the rage of the mob, and allowed the proper authorities time to adopt suitable measures. It betrays, indeed, a very imperfect knowledge of the Italian national character to try to lower a man by pointing to his calling. The Italian shows exactly therein his noble-mindedness, that he is not ashamed of his honest profession, and requires no title or rank to be the benefactor of his country. In a note to this letter, the editor of the Allgemeine Zeitung observes that also in the Roman Advertiser, an English paper published at Rome, Brunetti is described in a favourable light.' There is hardly, it says, a man, woman, or child that does not know his name; he stands at the head of every popular movement, and can at every moment command hundreds and thousands, who all allow themselves to be led and guided by him; he is an unambitious Rienzi, and a peaceable Massaniello, for, to his honour be it said, he has hitherto used his influence only to good, pacific, and disinterested ends; he is the representative, the tacitly elected tribune of the people, or whatever else you may call him; he is the defender of their rights, without ever having called forth a movement of impatient demand or displeasure. His admirers have never ascribed to him extraordinary talent or eloquence; and the secret of his influence lies more in his generosity, benevolence, and firm and honest conduct." "Frivolous mind"! The term is too light by a thousand degrees to designate" Prout's" true character. Frivolity is but a failing; there is worse stuff than frivolity in him. His vanity, indeed, is of so low a character that it is content to find its gratification in assailing distinguished men, such as Moore, O'Connell, and Angelo Brunetti; but apostacy from a sacred calling to a life of levity; disregard to truth, and malignant unprovoked aspersion of the character of the living and the dead mark depravity, not frivolity of mind. But Messrs. Bradbury and Evans must not be forgotten. Their paper professes to be liberal, yet they have opened their columns to ridicule and misrepresentation of popular men. Now, a journal could scarcely be guilty of a greater crime than this against the people of England. There is no other safeguard in this country for popular liberty but the influence and public character of popular men. The standing army is against us; it is governed and commanded by aristocrats. The same thing is to be said of the standing navy. There is a frightful load of nobility upon us, and an oppressive nightmare of episcopacy. Against these our sole guardians and protectors are our honest public men, whether they be members of the House of Commons, or simply "agitators" among the people abroad. Therefore Bradbury and Evans have been playing their miserable tool most perniciously to the popular interests in England, as well as in Rome and Ireland, by a general ridicule and depreciaWe have publicly noted tion of popular men. the crime, and we trust our record will in time tell with effect against them. BURNING OUT OF THE CATHOLICS IN 1780. "Dolman's Magazine" contains some very interesting chapters on the "No-Popery" riots of 1780, which the writer will, we hope, publish in the shape of a book when his task shall be completed. It will form a most valuable document of Catholic history, both because the subject is interesting, and admirably treated by the writer. The close of the last century was one of the brightest periods of English civilization. It was the age of Chatham, and Burke, and Fox, and Sheridan, and Garrick, of Johnson, and Goldsmith, and many other shining names, in the senate, and in letters. There was a King, and a Parliament; a Lord Mayor and Sheriffs; and there were constables, nay, there were infantry and cavalry in abundance in the city; yet a mob,-a drunken mob,-traversed the city with impunity for several days, burning chapels, sacking and destroying and plundering private houses, and giving to London the appearance of a city sacked by a foreign enemy! How was this? There must have been imbecility or connivance in some quarter. The present chapters give us a good deal of light upon the subject: THE LORD MAYOR OF LONDON IN 1780. On Sunday a mob assembled in Moorfields and destroyed a chapel there, and several houses adjoining, which were suspected to belong to Roman Catholics. The Lord Mayor and his constables, besides a detachment of guards, were quiet spectators of this scene. Lord Beauchamp, in my hearing, reproached the Lord Mayor with his conduct; to which his lordship only answered, that "the mob had got hold of some people and some furniture they did not like, and were burning them, and where was the harm in that?" You may be probably curious to know who this first magistrate of the first city of England is. "His first situation in life was that of a waiter at the King's Arms, a notorious house of ill faine; he afterwards had a brothel of his own; then kept a tavern; then commenced wine-merchant; and Charles Butler's "Diary of the Riots." afterwards became alderman and Lord Mayor." THE CATHOLICS OF WAPPING. ping. This distant locality rejoices, and has for a century There is an eastern district of the metropolis called Waprejoiced, in a number of stalwart men, known by the name of "the Wapping boys." They are coal-whippers by profession, generally possessed of immense muscle, herculean strength, and have an undeniable fondness for London porter. Most of them are Catholics, and Irishmen. In June, 1780, they mustered more than a thousand strong. At the commencement of the riots, an ancient Catholic gentleman assures me that he well recollects their sending a deputation to their pastors of Virginiathe defence of their fellow-Catholics, and the preservastreet Chapel, offering to enrol themselves in a body for tion of their chapels. The clergymen of Virginia-street went to the Home Secretary this very Monday, respectfully urging his attention to their request; but it was contemptuously refused. The right hon. gentleman stiffly asserted that the military and the constables would effectually suppress any further outbreak, and laughed to scorn the idea of enrolling a regiment of coal-heavers. The "Wapping boys, " however, would which he received the numerous addresses and congratuhave proved formidable antagonists to the blue-cock-lations. His mind was absent. His eye gazed on the aded gentry of the Protestant Association. They had pledged themselves, should their pastors consent, to clear the streets of any given number of rioters; and it is very probable they would have kept their word. But their pastors told them to be quiet-to suffer patiently, and to pray to God for better and happier times. It was a singular proof of the influence these good men had over their flock, and of the obedience of these honest coal-heavers. That night their chapel was burnt to the ground-the priestly vestments, the crucifix, the altar, were dragged into the street, and consumed with every epithet of insulting mockery. Not a hand was raised against the plunderers. numerous presentations, but his mind was speculating with every feeling of offended majesty on the late proceedings of the rioters of the metropolis. His authority had been despised-had been trampled upon in America; the pestilent breath of sedition had dared to breathe even at his palace gates! Would the evil, the peril, the disgrace, and the final concomitants of sedition stop there? The good King trembled upon his throne, like Felix upon the seat of judgment. The feelings of the monarch were submerged in the feelings of the man. His wife and children were never so dear to him as they were in those lingering hours of dreamy thought which occupied that tedious yet regal day's solemnity. He had ascended that throne tremblingly and alarmed, from the details of his privy council. Every event of the late outbreak had been carefully collected and laid before his Majesty. It was resolved that a reward of five LEVÉE DURING THE RIOTS. Merrily, merrily pealed the bells on Monday, the 5th of June. It was the birthday of his Majesty George III. Flags were streaming from the steeple-tops, and the court tradesmen were busily employed in preparing for the ela-hundred pounds should be offered to those who should borate illumination of the evening. Merrily, merrily the Bavarian or Sardinian chapels. A proclamation was discover any person or persons concerned in demolishing pealed the bells! The joyous sound floated on high drawn up enjoining all citizens to keep the peace, and over the vast metropolis of England, but men's hearts denouncing the extreme vengeance of the law on all who were withering away for fear, "And whispering with white lips, the foe, the foe, they come !" The wide gates of St. James's Palace are thrown open. An almost endless stream of carriages enters. The elite of England's aristocracy are there to congratulate the sovereign of the first empire in the world on his natal day. Countless jewels of infinite price and splendour flash in those stately halls; plumes of Araby wave there from the proud heads of England's fairest daughters; the quaint yet magnificent court dresses of the time are blended together in one rich and harmonious combination of form and colour. The King was on his throne. He was in the early prime of life-in his forty-third year; tall and stout of person; rather comely than graceful; and he had the glow of health on his wellformed and rounded cheek, which resulted from early hours, habitual temperance, and much and constant exercise in the open air. He had a high yet narrow and receding forehead; his eye and lip denoted great goodnature, but a firmness, or rather tenacity, of opinion, which amounted at times to a reckless obstinacy. He wore his robes of state with an easy and graceful mien; but, to an acute observer, he looked more like the country gentleman in state attire than the anointed sovereign of the British empire. was The brow of his Majesty was clouded. His eye was troubled with ill-concealed anxiety. His usual abruptness of speech was increased to an almost painful degree. His usual rapid interrogatory of " What, what?" mournfully observed on by many who approached the throne. Before ascending that throne, which to that still venerated monarch was anything but a couch of roses, he had summoned and presided over a privy council. The infinite disgrace and contempt inflicted on his Legislature by the Protestant Association, the succeeding outbreaks and devastations, had naturally alarmed his Majesty, and filled his mind with profound apprehension. That terrible insanity, which a few years after broke down into less than childish instinct the powers of the royal mind, was not then visible. But still to an attentive observer the symptoms were palpable. There was the restless quivering of the lip. There was the tremulous movement-the hasty, side-long glance of the eye-that eye was at times extremely bloodshod from the sanguineous determination to the head. There was the rapid play of the fingers; the convulsive twitching of the limbs; the stern frown of a momentary absence of mind; and then the smile of a royal and accustomed courtesy. There was, too, a tinge of deep dejection, an under-current of profound melancholy, which made George III. an object of extreme solicitude to his old and attached courtiers on this his natal day. There was an ill-concealed impatience with broke it. On the same morning, previous to the "Drawingroom," thirteen prisoners were examined at Bow-street, for their riotous proceedings. Several of them were committed to Newgate, escorted by a troop of horse guards, and the rest were discharged. NARRATIVE OF MR. MALO'S CASE. Mr. Malo is a native of the city of Cambray. Having made several journeys to England at different times, from the year 1728 to 1740, he finally settled in London in the year 1743, and soon after married one of the daughters of a very eminent silk-merchant. Before the late riots he carried on a very extensive trade in the silk business, employing upwards of two hundred looms, and one thousand men at work. On Saturday, the third of last month (June), he received intelligence from different persons that the mob intended to destroy the Catholic chapels at Moorfields and elsewhere, and then to destroy his house. On the same day the mob began to assemble before the chapels, and boasted that after setting them on fire they would come and destroy Mr. Malo's house. On receiving this ominous information, Mr. Malo went to Sir James Esdaile, the alderman of his ward, and communicated it to him. Sir James received him with the greatest civility, and immediately ordered out his constables, who accordingly proceeded to the mob, and for the time entirely dispersed them. In returning from Sir James Esdaile's, Mr. Malo met Mr. Gorman, a merchant of eminence, and whose house was in the neighbourhood. They proceeded together to the Lord Mayor. It was about nine at night when they got to his lordship's house. They informed his lordship of the proceedings of the mob, and of the language they held concerning Mr. Malo's house. His lordship appeared to be in the greatest confusion; declared he did not know what to do. He desired Mr. Malo and Mr. Gorman to bring the city marshal to him. They did so; and his lordship ordered him to go immediately to the mob, and send him word whether his presence was necessary there or not. The agitation of the Lord Mayor was very remarkable. "You do not know," he said to Mr. Malo, "anything of the business! I have orders to employ the military if necessary, but I must be cautious what I do lest I bring the mob to my own house. I can assure you that there are very great people at the bottom of the riot!" On Sunday morning the mob assembled before the chapel at Moorfields before nine o'clock, and remained there till noon; but they did no other mischief then but breaking the windows. About one o'clock they assembled there again; and at three broke the door of the |