PUNCH AT BISHOPSTOWE.

UT a few days ago HENRY OF
EXETER, dating from
Bishopstowe, wrote these

words. He had received

What a blessed place, thought we, must be this Bishopstowe! What a lovely retreat from the clamorous, selfish, envious

Seeing this, we plucked up our staff, and rushed from Bishopstowe!

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world! It is here-it is in the silent, sacred recesses of Bishopstowe,

vates the wisdom that raises and purifies his diocese: it is here that he elaborates the moral honey which has made his name synonymous with sweet

ness. Well, it is something, we thought, in these violent and brawling times, that there are some nooks left in the else distracted world, where goodness, and benevolence, and Christian zeal, and labouring philanthropy may find a retreat and resting-place. And this earthly Paradise, as GEORGE ROBINS would touchingly call it, is-Bishopstowe! No clamours reach it. The place is holy and peaceful as a hermit's cell!

Full of these thoughts, we resolved to visit Bishopstowe. We had learned from the Times that it lay somewhere between Teignmouth and Torquay. Staff in hand we set out from 92, Fleet-street; for on such a lofty errand, we disdained the luxury of the railway. "No," said we, "such a place is to be reverently sought on foot-yea, barefooted; if possible, over flints and shards." Hence, we walked every step of the way; and when we rested, beguiled our weariness with reading EXETER'S late pastoral letters; far sweeter to the spirit than the sounds of JACOB'S pipe-allowing that JACOB ever played upon such an instrument.

We pass many incidents of our pilgrimage. When within about a mile and a half of Bishopstowe, the face of all things seemed rapidly to change. Every footstep appeared to bring us upon lovelier objects; the sky grew brighter; there was a balmy, searching sweetness in the air; delicious odours seemed to rise from the very earth-odours such as are said to breathe from martyrs' tombs. "It is," thought we, "the odour of living sanctity. We must be close upon the Bishop."

It was delightful to look in the faces of the few villagers we encountered. They were quite another race-entirely different from the dull, earthbent creatures, we had met before. There was a serene happiness in every countenance-a look of cheerful piety-that bespoke the influence of some higher, humanizing spirit dwelling among them. "If such be the flock," we thought, "what must be the Shepherd ?"

At length we arrived at Bishopstowe-at length we stood before the modest cell of HENRY OF EXETER. We approached through "winding, mossy ways," skirted on both sides with glorious cedars, touchingly suggestive of Lebanon. The retreat was, as Milton says, in "the navel of a wood." All was silent, save the rippling of a small stream, whose silver thread brightened the greensward, and seemed to sing sweet music unto

meditation!

"No," thought we, looking admiringly about us; "this is no place to be desecrated by the world-trudging foot of postman. And for a newspaper, oh never did even the far-off sounds of newsman's horn awaken feeblest echoes in these awful shades!"

We approached the cell. Oh, what a cell! Smiting the postern with our staff, we meekly asked of, we think, an aged man-for his locks were white with either time or powder-to see HENRY OF EXETER. The man

Should the scheme succeed on a limited scale, the principle will be greatly extended, and there will be four deliveries a-day, for attendance at schools, morning and evening, in and near the Metropolis.

ECONOMICAL LUXURIES.

ROM recent accounts, if it be true that Mesmerism can convert water into beer or wine, and can work changes in the gastronomic way that BRADWELL, DÖBLER, and TIME, were they to put three heads together, never could invent; why not then apply this new science of cheap cookery to the improvement of workhouse larders? Only consider the saving to each parish in the poor's rates, if the paupers were to imagine the New River Moët's champagne, paving-stones loaves of bread, and deal-boards haunches of venison ! The same legerdemain might be practised on everything that passed their mouths; and the paupers, whilst they would fare at less cost, if possible, than at present, would have the mental enjoyment of imagining they had been dining off luxuries hitherto the abdominal perquisites of aldermer. Every Union will become an Arcadia, stocked with venison and currant-jelly, and poverty be a thing only to be met with in works of fiction! The Millennium, by the aid of Magnetism, will be brought to every man's door; and the pot will be kept boiling all through the world by means of the electric fluid.

NEW TITLES OF HONOUR.

Ir is stated to be the intention of HER MAJESTY's advisers, in emulation of the titles common in Spain, such as "Duke of Victory," "Viscount of Loyalty," (recently conferred on the BARON DE MEER,) &c., to institute a new set of dignities, taking their denominations from the qualities most distinguishing the intended recipients. Thus, a noble Ex-Chancellor is to be created "Viscount of Vinegar;" MR. O'CONNELL, "Viscount of "and SIRS R. PEEL and J. GRAHAM, (from the epistolary Vituperation; perfection of the one, and the deciphering capabilities of the other,) respectively, "Lord Letterwriting," and "Lord Letterreading." Nor are the new titles to be confined to the political world; LORD W. LENNOX, we understand, is to be raised to the peerage by the style of "Viscount Scissors, of Sheffield; " and the celebrated MR. GRANT, "Earl of English Grammar." MR. BUNN, the Poet, is to be " Baron of Blazes ;" and the chivalrous MR. WIDDICOMBE will have the appropriate title of " Marquis Methuselah." However unusual it may be to ennoble a LORD MAYOR, or other City dignitary, we also hear that, in consideration of his distinguished merit, the present occupant of that honourable office is likely to become "Baron Brass."

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OF GRAMMAR.

OR

regards Champagne, taking it when it happens to be there, but never insisting on having it. "It has been settled," says an old jurist, "that ALFRED THE GREAT lived before LINDLEY MURRAY, and as ALFRED made a very good code of laws without the aid of Orthography, Etymology, Syntax, or Prosody, it does not seem that the law absolutely requires any one of them." LYCURGUS, the Spartan Lawgiver, was no great grammarian; but it was facetiously said of him that he could decline though he would never conjugate; for he declined his brother's widow, and refused to enter into the conjugal state with her. The only law maxim bearing on Grammar, is

3. Ad proximum antecedens fiat relatio, nisi impediatur sententia.The antecedent bears relation to what follows next, unless it interferes with the meaning of the sentence.

An indictment against JOHN, the husband of ELIZABETH Yeoman, is good; for though LINDLEY MURRAY would say the Yeoman meant ELIZABETH, the law would say that a woman can't be a man, and that JOHN, the husband, must be considered as the Yeoman referred to. So, in the case of the actor who burst in upon RICHARD THE THIRD, exclaiming, "My lord, 'tis I, the early village cock," and forgot the remainder of the passage-it is clear he could not have been sued as the early village cock; for such a description, though grammatically correct, would have been at variance with all probability.

Though it is a general rule that effects cease with causes, there are cases to the contrary. And the books tell us of a man who had a thrashing which caused him much pain, and the pain which was the effect did not cease when the thrashing, which was the cause, had been for a long time over.

5. Some things shall be construed according to the original cause thereof. Thus, if two men have a quarrel, and some long time afterwards fight, it is presumed they fought because they quarrelled; but in the Irish Courts, and some of the Courts about St. Giles's, it has been decided otherwise. It has been there held that fighting may be carried on from mere love and affection, and the fight is quite independent of any quarrel that may have preceded it.

6. Some things shall be construed according to the beginning thereof. -Thus, if J. S. throws a stone at J. D. and misses him, and J. D. runs after J. S. to thrash him, and J. S. is before-hand and knocks him down, J. S. is guilty of the assault, for he began by throwing the stone; and J. D. stands in the best position in the eye of the law, though in other respects he has got rather the worst of it.

7. Some things are construed according to the end thereof. Thus, a brilliant finale may save a dull opera, and a prosy speaker makes us feel satisfied with him at the end because we are pleased to find his speech

is over.

8. Derivativa potestas non potest esse major primitiva.-No power derived can be greater than that it is derived from. The application of this maxim is clear enough: for instance, "the bailiff of the disseisor shall not say that the plaintiff has nothing in the land," which is a nut that the legal student may crack at his earliest convenience. There are, however, cases in which a derivative power is greater than that from which it is derived; " as where a ticket-porter," says Finch, "is empowered by me to carry a chest of drawers on the top of his head, surely his power is greater than mine in this respect ?" Howell, in his Familiar Letters, alludes to this as a knotty point, and makes no attempt to unravel it.

9. Quod ab initio non valet, in tractu temporis non convalescit-That which is not good in the beginning no length of time can make good. Thus, if an infant makes a will it is bad, and if the infant lives to be a hundred the will does not become good, though it is otherwise with port wine, which improves by keeping. So a bad toothache may get better; though some, acting on the maxim that what is bad in the beginning will

PARSONS, AND THE GAME LAWS.

It is a happy coincidence of circumstance when Game Law penalties are inflicted by clerical magistrates. The sentence obtains a certain solemnity from the religious character of the judge. In some parts of India, we are told, it is the priests who feed the sacred crocodiles. In like manner would we always have a clergyman upon the Bench to appease the crying wrongs of the Game Laws. The Rev. JOSHUA THOMAS HORTON has been singularly fortunate as an instrument to vindicate these outraged statutes. Even MR. GRANTLEY BERKELEY, with the bloom and glory upon him of his twenty-six" personal encounters in. defence of the unprotected pleasant, might envy the good fortune of the reverend magistrate. We take the following from the Liverpool Mercury:— Hoskar Moss, and three other young farm-labourers, appeared before the Rev. JOSHUA "ORMSKIRK GAME LORDS AND RABBITS. On Saturday last, THOMAS EDGE, of THOMAS HORTON, clerk, in the public-house justice room, to answer a charge of trespass, preferred against him by LORD SKELMERSDALE, father-in-law to LORD STANLEY, one of HER MAJESTY's principal Secretaries of State. It appears that the young men rabbits, as a sort of Christmas gift, on his lands near Hoskar Moss, in Latham; and in had obtained permission of THOMAS MORRIS, Esq., to have a day's ferreting for the course of the day they inadvertently walked into a field adjoining the one of MR. MORRIS's, belonging to his Lordship, erroneously supposing it at the same time to belong to the former gentleman. They were seen by his Lordship's gamekeeper, who informed them that they were trespassing, when they immediately retired, expressing their regret to the keeper, and telling him that the trespass was not committed knowingly. The damage done to the herbage of the field does not amount to more than half-a-farthing, rated at the very highest. The gamekeeper appeared to support the information, and the reverend magistrate convicted the parties in damages of 40s. each and costs, and inflicted an additional fine of eight pounds."

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LORD SKELMERSDALE has, doubtless, acted like a true patriot which, in MR. BERKELEY'S enlarged mind, means a defender of the game of his native land. He has very properly prosecuted the unconscious trespassers, who, in the solitude of their prison, will we trust hold profitable communings with their souls. We trust they will leave their jail, wiser if not sadder men: that for the remainder of their lives they will be incapable of any such guilty mistake as entering for one moment upon the Paradise of a nobleman's land, and thereupon doing damage to at least the amount of half-a-farthing. We hope that this paternal lesson of his Lordship will sink into their guilty hearts: that it will also have its influence upon all the surrounding peasantry. Indeed, it deserves to be written, as the saying is, in letters of gold; although we are aware that such Game Law lessons are more likely to be registered in blood.

As for the Rev. MR. HORTON, he must have sweetly felt the full force of his Christian mission, when he condemned the accidental trespassers to the penalty of crushing costs. He must have been sublimated by the recollection that he was humbly imitating the acts of the fathers of the Church, all of whom (it is, doubtless, somewhere written in their lives) were rigid protectors of game. We think it was St. Francis who, in the overflow of his love for all created things, addressed birds and brutes as his " brothers and sisters." Some of our magisterial clergymen must, in like manner, look upon game as something of their own flesh and blood; they are so sensibly acute to any wrong committed on it. flesh," says SIR THOMAS BROWNE," was once upon our platters." And in the full belief of this subtlety, many parsons may look upon their whole carnal frame as only so much transmuted deer's-flesh; so much game of all kind, under a different arrangement of particles.

"All our

We repeat it, the Game Laws receive dignity when administered by clerical magistrates. England has, in these laws, her sacred crocodiles as well as India; and if peasants are to be offered up to them, who so fit to preside at the sacrifice as a Christian Churchman?

Military.

THE passage of the Burlington Arcade was effected on Thursday last by MASTER JONES, a private of the London light infantry, whilst the Beadle was bivouacking in an easy position taken up in the interior of his arm-chair on the frontier of Piccadilly. Before the beadle had called out his staff, the enemy had passed the boundary line, and cleared the Arcade, uttering, in his flight, a tremendous war-whoop, that was distinctly heard on the plains of Waterloo, in the back room of the Egyptian Hall.